Blurred Bloodlines

They had decided to go to a friend of Lang's which saw them standing in an old warehouse waiting. For what, they didn't know.

Bucky didn't like it. He shook his head, "This isn't good, Steve. We're too exposed. There are far too many open areas for sniper nests."

Steve crossed his arms, "Pietro's been over this entire building twice, Buck, It's clean."

"Fine."

The revving of an engine caught their attention and they watched as an classic two seater convertible drove in and pulled to a stop.

They were all surprised at the old man who climbed out and approached them.

He smiled brightly and held a hand out to Steve.

"Captain Rogers, what a honor to finally meet you face to face."

"Umm, nice to meet you too. Do...we know each other?"

The older man shook his head, "No, but Peggy did talk about you a lot. I'm Dr. Hank Pym."

Cap locked eyes with the man and recognition flitted through his mind.

"You were one of the original founders of SHIELD."

"Yes, well, I wasn't there for long though. Tell me, how is my suit holding up? Please tell me Scott hasn't been messing with the power supply again."

"Umm, no?"

"Good. He contacted me and told me that you had some files that needed cracking?"

Steve handed the files over. "Right here. How long do you think it will take you?"

Dr. Pym took a set of small figures out of his pocket and set them on the ground, close together. He took a few steps back, removing a handful of blue disks from his front chest pocket, and threw them at each figure. With each disk thrown, a device popped up, until there was an entire computer system complete with power source set up right there in the warehouse.

Pietro was stunned, but excited. "That was cool, old man."

Pym shrugged, "Sure beats carrying it all here full size. I really would not have been much help with a broken back, now would I?"

He raised the USB device up, "Now, lets see what we have here."

He plugged the device in and began working on the encryption. Bucky shook his head, "You still didn't tell us how long it would take you?"

"Patience is a virtue, Sargeant Barnes, I suggest you start practicing it."

"How did you know my name?"

"I've been keeping tabs on all of you. Unit 46B has been shadowing you since you arrived in D.C."

Bucky looked around him in shock, "What? No one else is here, speedy did a double check of the warehouse."

Dr, Pym chuckled. "Your shoulder, Sargeant. I employ a different sort of worker."

There was a slight buzzing noise which caught Bucky's ear and he looked down and found a winged ant sitting there.

"What the hell?!"

He lifted a hand to swat the bug, but before he could it lifted off and flew towards Pym, landing on his out-stretched hand.

"I would rather not have you squish my associates."

Wanda gaped at him, "How do you get it to listen to you?"

He tapped just behind his ear, "My brainwaves are tapped into the electrical impulses they give off. In layman terms, I speak to them with my mind, Ms. Maximoff. Now lets get back to work, shall we?"

It was an agonizing wait for Bucky. They had to find Syrena fast, so they could immediately go after Rebecca.

He was also nervous at the thought of seeing Syrena again.

There were only snippets he remembered of her. He remembered killing her father, remembered her stabbing his metal arm with a knife. He definitely remembered that first kiss and what happened after.

'She's pregnant.'

All of a sudden a locked door in his mind slammed open and a long hidden memory hit him hard, making him stumble.

"Buck, you okay?"

"Becky..."

His eyes rolled to the back of his skull and he slumped to the ground unconscious.

/ ~ / ~ / ~ /

He was brought to a large room in an underground warehouse where he noticed Pierce was waiting for him.

He had a new mission for the Winter Soldier: To train the newest generation of Hydra soldier.

The Winter Soldier was confused by Pierce's statement. The other winter soldiers were frozen after they proved to be too strong and too unstable. So he didn't understand.

Until a young girl was lead into the room by a bar attached to the collar around her neck.She was surrounded by armed guards. Intrigued by the sight, he studied her small frame and noticed how she didn't react to anything with her eyes. She was blind.

Some part of him recognized the young girl, but he couldn't remember where from.

His master pointed to the girl and nodded. "This is Volchitsa."

'She-wolf.'

"Be careful, she has already proven to be quite formidable. The last three instructors that have tried to train her have ended up with their throats torn out by her teeth, hence the name."

She hissed at the mention of her past kills.

Pierce pointed at him. "Now she is to learn from the best in the business. You. Don't fail me or you'll be put back in that freezer. Got it?"

The Winter Soldier stood at attention and nodded."Utverditel'nyy."

"Good."

When his master left the room he quickly fell into a fighting stance just as they unlocked her collar.

She let loose a guttural growl and advanced on him with death in her eyes.

He snarled back, "Vremya dlya pervogo uroka , rebenok." (Time for your first lesson, child.)

/ ~ / ~ / ~ /
He slowly came back, the muffled sound of a voice yelling at him cleared his head further.

"...ucky! Bucky! Can you hear me?"

He nodded.

"What happened?"

The memory hit him again and his chest tightened and he gasped for breath.

'Those bastards.'

"Oh god, Steve. I've met her. They made me..."

Steve was confused, "Who? Who did you meet? What did they do?"

A tear trailed down his cheek as he locked eyes with his friend.

"Becky."

He dropped his head into his hands as the tears slipped from his eyes.

"That bastard Pierce made me train her, Steve. I trained her and I didn't recognize her! Damn it! I didn't even recognize my own daughter!"

/ ~ / ~ / ~ /

Steve had never seen Bucky pass out. Never. So he of course panicked.

Dr. Pym noticed the look on Steve's face and stepped in.

"Captain Rogers, we need to make sure that his head and feet are elevated. Alright?"

The soft tone he was using, calmed him and he was able to focus.

"Okay, make sure head and feet are elevated. Then what?"

"We wait until he wakes up. It doesn't look like he injured himself."

He kneeled down and checked over the unconscious man's skull and nodded. "I don't see any open cuts or feel any fractures so its probably nothing more than a bump. He's going to have a hell of a headache when he wakes up though, but other than that, he'll be fine."

"Thank you, Dr. Pym."

"Please, call me Hank."

"Steve."

"Well I will just finish this decryption up and we'll all be set to go."

He turned back to the computer and his fingers flew over the keyboard, continuing the decryption process.

Pietro whooshed to a stop right behind him.

"So, did I hear you correctly, you are the one who created the bug suit?"

"The Antman suit, you mean?"

"Uhh...yes. You...uhh...called it your suit. Is that true?"

Hank nodded, "Before Scott Lang was Antman, I was. I did a lot of work for SHIELD in those days. My wife even joined me on most of those missions, well until she had our daughter, of course."

Pietro smiled, "Ahh, so Antman and Antwoman?"

The older man chuckled, "Oh no, she was known as The Wasp. And she was damn good at her job. So tell me, why are you asking me all these questions? Is it your own burning curiosity or something else?"

The younger man shifted in place. "You have knowledge of machines and their inner workings. Well, I know someone who had a collar put on them. I was wondering if you would know anything about it?"

Dr. Pym's hands stilled on the keyboard and his voice was low as he spoke.

"What did the collar look like?"

"It was silver, with red and black wires around the middle of it and what looked like magnets holding it together."

"Damn."

"Doctor, is something wrong?"

"Yeah, you all failed to mention that Viper's involved in this."

Steve looked up from Bucky's passed out form to lock eyes with Hank.

"You know Viper."

"Unfortunately, yes. Nasty woman. Has a penchant for poisons as well as a natural immunity to them. Also, if her body takes too much damage, she has a failsafe ability where she can shed her own skin to heal herself."

"She sounds difficult to fight."

"Yes she does. Although my wife was the one who fought her. She was buying me time to disable a nuclear device, but Viper launched it before we could. That was the day I lost my wife."

"What happened?"

"The plating on the rocket was titanium. We couldn't cut through it, so my wife didn't hesitate. She went sub-atomic and slipped through the gap between the plating and disabled the rocket."

Steve placed a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry."

He gave a short bark of laughter, "You know before I gave Scott the suit, I had never told anyone else that story, but something happened that gave me hope that I would see her again."

"What?"

"Scott went sub-atomic in the suit just a year ago. Its when he was fighting a former protégé of mine, Darren Cross. I don't know how he did it, but he came back."

Cap was shocked, he had never heard that story. Scott had just said he had just helped Dr.
Pym reacquire something of his, but didn't go into detail about it.

A sudden beeping filled his ears and Pym clapped his hands.

"Well, that was a little slower than I had planned."

That was when Bucky jerked awake with a low groan.

Steve placed a hand on his shoulder, helping him to sit up slowly.

"Bucky!...Bucky! Can you hear me?"

At his friend's nod, he asked, "What happened?"

Bucky's shoulders were shaking and he took a gasping breath.

"Oh god, Steve. I've met her. They made me..."

Steve's mind raced, 'what was going on?'

"Who? Who did you meet? What did they make you do?"

Then a single name fell from Bucky's lips that made his blood run cold.

"Becky."

He could only watch in pained silence as his friend put his head in his hands and cried.

"That bastard Pierce made me train her, Steve. I trained her and I didn't recognize her! Damn it! I didn't even recognize my own daughter!"

This was only the second time he had seen his friend cry and the irony was not lost on him that both times were over a girl with the name Rebecca.

The first his sister.

The second his daughter.

But both victims to their own horrible fates.

He clenched his fists so hard, his knuckles popped.

This Rebecca they were going to save.

Come hell or high water.

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