Louise sat next to Steve in the military base, Peggy and the remaining Commandos sat with them to discuss the last H.Y.D.R.A. base.
"Johann Schmidt belongs in a bug house. He thinks he's a God. He's willing to blow up half the world to prove it, starting with the U.S.A." Colonel Phillips says before a large map, showcasing missile target markings across the Atlantic Ocean and along the entire U.S.
"Schmidt's working with powers beyond our capabilities. He gets across the Atlantic, he will wipe out the entire eastern seaboard in an hour." Howard had said as he walked to the meeting table and sat down, informing them of the possible outcome of their mission.
"How much time we got?" Gabe asks, from next to Peggy.
"According to my new best friend, under twenty four hours." The Colonel informs, and Jaques speaks up from the other side of the table.
"Where is he now?"
"H.Y.D.R.A.'s last base is here." Colonel Phillips pauses, holding a photo up in his hand and pointing to it.
"In the Alps. Five hundred feet below the surface." He responds and tosses the photo down to the table for the Commandos to see.
"So, what are we supposed to do? I mean, it's not like we can just knock on the front door." Jim says, being the one to pick the picture up, showcasing a high peak in the Alps.
"Why not?" Louise says out loud, many of them glancing at her, even many other officers away from the table looking.
"That's exactly what we're gonna do." Steve adds on, catching her sight as they agree. Many people at the table glanced at them as they looked back with determination.
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Military personnel scrambled out, listening to Colonel Phillips as he left the conference room. Some of the commandos stayed for a second, leaving once Steve stood and exited. Peggy being the next to stand, but she moves to the front to stare at a map.
"Needing any upgrades before you leave,
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Louise stood in her dark red combat suit, a gun attached to her waist, her knives holstered along her thighs, her boots holster a few small grenades at its side. She double checks her wares, zipping up the bulletproof jacket to cover her chest. Steve did the same, checking his suit as he readied to deploy out on his improved bike from Stark.
"So I'm going first, you stay on target with the others and wait for the mark." Steve says to her, his back towards Louise as she stood before a mirror holding her wig.
"Whatever you say, Cap." She responds, staring at the wig that would help conceal her identity. Her rampant thoughts jumbling up her focus; Steve turns his head after a second, never hearing her say that before.
"Louise." He says, making her look back to him with a blank stare.
"Are you all-"
"I'm fine, Steve. Just can't decide if I want the wig." She jokes, a fake cuckle leaving her lips as she stares back at herself in front of a mirror.
"Lou, if somethings-
"Steve, I'm okay. We have a mission and that's what matters, let's just focus on that." She pursues, and Steve goes quiet, not knowing what to say as he understands her pain.
"Wig, then, Agent." Steve responds to her, leaving the room they readied in. She shakes her head and slips the wig on, securing it with soft glue and grabbing her domino mask before exiting as well.
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Ardent || MCU
Fanfiction"Are you ever gonna let me save you?" "I'm not your typical damsel, James." Louise was a woman with many skills, baking, dancing, knife throwing, undercover ops, etc. Well, she learned the last two while her best friends fought in the second World...
