"You kidnapped me. I have no idea who you are. Why would I help you" You sneered.
"Think of it more as helping yourself" He told you and nodded to one of the guards.
The guard walked across to the right hand side of the room. Reaching up, he ripped back a curtain you hadn't previously noticed. It slid back to reveal a smaller room with two camp beds.
One of them was occupied."
Drugged, kidnapped, and thrown into a locked room you are left with but one choice: Fix the chemical formula for Wiping the Winter Soldier's memories, or die.
*This story has twenty-two chapters already on my Archive of Own account under the same names ( http://archiveofourown.org/works/1551143/chapters/3286349 ) so if I forget to post here you can check it out there*