Chris ran her hands over the old paper of the photo. It wasn't looking like anyone else was coming to talk to her, and she didn't know how long she would be in the interrogation room. She looked down at the picture of her grandmother. She looked beautiful in the shot. Her hair was a perfect medium of wavy and curly and, even though the picture was black and white, you could see the bright red lipstick she wore. Chris heard the door open a crack.

"Who is it?" Chris asked. No answer.

"Hello?" she asked again. Again, no answer. Then she heard a large boom and jumped out of her chair.

"Fill in, boys. We gotta get this girl outta this dump." Chris heard that one voice shout out above the footsteps of men flooding into the room. All of the men wore black jumpsuits with the HYDRA symbol on each shoulder.

"Why are you-" Chris was cut off when the man who was speaking grabbed her arm. He was tall with a strong build, and he had black hair and blue eyes.

"We're taking you where ya belong, hon," he said. He started walking out of the room.

"You mean?" The man nodded as they walked down a hallway.

"Yep, after that little stunt you pulled with the bridge HYDRA can't wait to have you." Chris didn't know what to say.

"I-"

"Ok boys, SHIELDs systems will be back up in 20 seconds, and if we don"t get out most of you will look like the human version of swiss cheese." Everyone picked up the pace. Chris was counting down from 20 in her head. Something odd had come over her, and she was unsure about going with HYDRA. She shook her head. Her life long dream had been to work with them, and if she went she would at least be out of this prison. Then she heard a beep.

"Boys! The security is back on! Run!" Everyone started running as a red light filled the long hallway. The man turned to Chris.

"Ok, hon. Here's the time to rush." Chris saw figures running towards them from the other side of the hallway. SHIELD. She made out the figure of Natasha, Clint Barton (also known as Hawkeye), and Steve, backed by other agents. Chris stopped moving.

"Come on, hurry up you idiot!" The man called. He shoved her in front of him. He grabbed Chris's other arm.

"Move!" he yelled, pushing her forwards. Chris almost tripped. Chris but back her head, hitting him in the face.

"What the-" the man began to say. Chris grabbed hos arms and did a back flip, putting him on the ground and landing on his chest.

"You little bastard," another agent said. Chris felt something pushed into her back. It felt like a tazer, but it was probably a tranquilizer or a sedative. Chris spun around and pinned him on the wall, then kneeing him in the stomach and letting him fall. As she backed away she became dizzy and almost tripped backwards. She felt someone catch her. She hoped it wasn't a HYDRA agent.

"What changed your mind?" she heard Steve say. She was glad it was him.

"I didn't change my mind," Chris said. She heard Steve let out a small laugh.

"Then how come you took out those HYDRA agents? They wanted you, you could have fulfilled your dream of working with them." Chris smiled.

"I never said that was my dream." Chris smiled and then closed her eyes, passing out in Steve's arms.