"Darling, why don't I drive you to the airport instead of calling a cab? " Jackie asked, as she adjusted his tie. "Aw, doll, you don't haveta do that," he replied. His accent always crept back in around family and friends. "It's no trouble at all. In fact, it's selfish, since that means I'll get a bit more time with you. It seems as if you just got home!" she sighed.

The Asset had failed its mission. The target was not eliminated. The target was ... Steve. You fought him, but he didn't want to fight you. He fell ... and you dove after him. You saved him, after you damn near killed him.

It should be simple. After all, it's one of the first words every child learns, right after "mama" and "papa". Hell, it had been Becca's favorite word when she was two or three. But he couldn't say it. Not as a shout, not as a whisper, not as a prayer. It's as if it got stuck somewhere between his throat and lips - it just wouldn't come out.

"Compliance will be rewarded, Winter Soldier. Stand down and come with me." While it was a HYDRA passphrase, it had never been intended for use on the Asset. The Asset was not required to respond. The Asset complied because the mission had failed; the target was not eliminated. The promise of reward was reason enough to acquiesce. The promise was a lie.

So many missions. So many murders. But, there were memories of helping, not harming. A passing on of knowledge. Demonstrating for an audience, (one young woman, with red hair) how to survive in dangerous times.

"Those aren't the right words... to that song." He didn't know how he knew it, but it was true. He didn't know how he knew a lot of things. Memories came back at random, so he was keeping a notebook, trying to piece things together.