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“Excuse me...” the aide stated as their eyes were wide and shocked as hell as they looked between Peg and Howard in the meeting that they were in, “I do not mean to interrupt this.. but the person stated that ‘He didn’t give a damn what Stark was wanting done... she’s dying’”  

Howard narrowed his eyes, looking at the aide, realizing who the aide must have meant. “Was it Colonel Dugan? What was he meaning by shes dying?” 

The Aide looked over at Peg then Howard and bit her lip, “... They’re at the hospital. Something happened to his granddaughter was all the nurse would tell me after they pulled the man from the phone who wanted to do nothing but cuss up a storm.

Howard looked at Peg, his eyes wideneing. Callista.  It had to be Callie. Would that witch of a woman Sean married actually try to kill their only daughter? He had seen how twisted the woman was at the Commando get togethers of those left... 

for all the teeth and fangs she shows, this could be found on his desk in the dusk of Independence Day, STEVE’S birthday. 

Perhaps she had shot the Captain dead in a fit of jilted passion. Mystique would not mourn, Rogers was nothing more than a human science experiment, a danger to the future generations of mutants to come. He and his team were potentially dangerous, and the best way to neutralise them was by sowing dissension among them.

Taking advantage of the distraction she slipped into the record room. Hydra was paying Leni Zauber, German double-agent and expert spy to keep them informed of the SSR’s activities, but her loyalty wasn’t to them. Irene had told her of the potential of Vita Rays to enhance mutant abilities, information she simply had to have. Locating the Vita Ray research file, she slipped it under her blazer and turned to return to her post.

MEME IN THE PILE I DON’T FEEL LIKE SEARCHING FOR, accepting.@alwaystheagent