James had a hand half reached out towards the burger when one of the windows shattered and a smoke grenade launched inside. Damn it, they'd been found. The Soldier moved on instinct, faster than thought, to grab the mask and push it onto Steve's face to filter out the worst of it and stagger for the back door.
"Go left. Hit back roads, head low, don't move too fast. They're not looking for you. Head east out of town, I'll find you."
Why?
Why was he so insistent to find Steve Rogers again and keep running? He belonged to HYDRA, he should let them take him in for reconditioning because something had clearly gone badly wrong in his programming. But for some reason he was driven now by an imperative far deeper than anything he'd ever experienced before. Protect Steve Rogers. And apparently that meant keeping him out of HYDRA hands, despite HYDRA being the ones in charge of everything.
He didn't even wait to see if Steve listened, he just grabbed the rest of his stuff and took off out front like a bat out of hell, already firing his gun.
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"Go left. Hit back roads, head low, don't move too fast. They're not looking for you. Head east out of town, I'll find you."
Why?
Why was he so insistent to find Steve Rogers again and keep running? He belonged to HYDRA, he should let them take him in for reconditioning because something had clearly gone badly wrong in his programming. But for some reason he was driven now by an imperative far deeper than anything he'd ever experienced before. Protect Steve Rogers. And apparently that meant keeping him out of HYDRA hands, despite HYDRA being the ones in charge of everything.
He didn't even wait to see if Steve listened, he just grabbed the rest of his stuff and took off out front like a bat out of hell, already firing his gun.