12.| TURN HER INTO A SOLDIER.
FAYRE DID WHATEVER SHE COULD TO DIG INTO THE YOUNG GIRL'S LIFE. It was difficult when her entire life was so carefully hidden behind the alias of Hestia and everything that the organization wanted of her. The woman shook her head as she stared at the file of the young woman, slumping in her desk chair as she ducked her head.
The clock on the computer read three am, and she knew that she should've been in bed over five hours ago. But there was something about the young girl that she just wanted to discover so she could save her. The girl was so young, about the same age as Peter Parker; she shouldn't have been going through what she was. She was damned to a life that she never got to approve of, and she couldn't go back to who she once was.
A sigh left her lips as she shook her head as she stared back up at the screen. Behind her, Steve Rogers stepped into the room and his eyes landed on the woman. He pressed his lips together as he approached her slowly, resting a hand on her shoulder when he reached her. Fayre glanced over her shoulder to Steve, before reaching up and resting her hand over his own.
Steve's eyes landed on the computer screen and he looked at what the woman was staring at. A sigh left his lips as he realized that she hadn't gone to bed because of her search for the young girl now known as Hestia.
"You should really get some sleep, Fayre, you've been at work all day," Steve spoke to her softly and she shook her head. He let out a sigh as he pulled up a chair and sat beside her. He watched as she looked back up at the computer screen, biting down on her lower lip as she did. "IS there anything new about the little girl?"
"The only thing that I could find was the remnants of a file . . . The man who was in charge of making sure that Hestia made it to her appointments to get the drug inserted into her blood," Fayre answered him as she pulled up another file, showcasing the image of Atkin on the screen. The two of them glanced at each other before she continued. "His name is Atkin . . . I have a suspicion that he's still alive and could be the one harboring young Hestia."
"Is there a way for you to track him down?" Steve questioned her, and she nodded her head.
All she had to do was type in a few things, and then a map came up onto the screen. She narrowed her eyes at the screen, before her lips parted, "Oh, my god. I got something." Steve stood up from his seat as Fayre pointed to the dot on the screen that represented Atkin. "There's our guy."
"I'll wake some people up,"
"No," Fayre replied to him as she grabbed his arm, earning his attention again. "We can't bring too many people. Plus, we can do it ourselves. We don't want to spook her."
Steve nodded his head in agreement," Fine. Let's go."
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