CHAPTER XXIII

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S.H.I.E.L.D. secret base.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Most people are asleep at this point in time.

In the office, Phil Cowson, who had stayed up late, pinched his forehead, thinking that he might need to take a cold shower and sober up.

"Ding!"

The system prompt sounds, and the screen shows that there is a secret channel to apply for a video session.

Corson opens the video, and Nick Fury appears on the screen.

"Coulson."

"I'm sure you've got the news, Isbelli's body is declining rapidly."

"Can't find the reason?"

In just ten days, Isbelle in the special room became weak, her vital signs continued to deteriorate, and the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. were helpless to watch her die day by day, and the doctor in charge of her care said that she had only a few days left to live.

"I don't know." Talking about the dying Isbelle, Corson was not in a good mood, "Fury, we have done a lot of research these days, and we can confirm that Isbelle is not from Cree through comparison. ”

"And where did she come from?" Nick Fury asked.

Corson shook his head: "I can't find out, the only thing that is certain is that she is definitely not an earthling." ”

"How's her look? Or is it moody and changeable? ”

Thinking back to Isbelli's appearance in the past ten days, Corson frowned, "Surprisingly obedient and docile. ”

Yes, during these ten days, no matter what the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. were going to do, Isbelli was very cooperative, not only never resisted, but not even a word of objection. But her body began to reject the things that were necessary to sustain her life, such as food or nutrients, and even if she was forced to accept it, it was useless, she would vomit it all.

"Could it be that she did this on purpose to get us to take off the metal ring?" Nick Fury had to doubt this.

"I think it's possible." Corson thought the same way, "I tried to talk to her to find out what she really wanted, but unfortunately she didn't want to say a word to me, just sat in the corner in a daze. ”

"I remember you said one thing, she wanted to see Agent Carter?"

"Yes."

"Coulson, get ready, take her to the safe house tomorrow."

“Sorry？ Is it okay to do this? ”

Coulson was puzzled by Nick Fury's words, he didn't agree to come before, why did he suddenly change?

On the screen, Nick Fury replied in a deep voice: "When Carter learned of Isbelli's deposit, she reached out to me and asked to meet. After a pause, "Since this 084 is the same person as the 084 during World War II, Carter saw her largely because it was related to Captain America." Regarding SCP-084 during World War II, there is no record in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s electronic database, and there are only a few paper materials. It's so weird, Carter must be hiding something, for the sake of the Tahiti Project, Coulson, I need you to find out about it. ”

"I see."

*

Is it a dream?

The damp and cold jungle is full of white fog.

Isbelle was disoriented, running barefoot through the muddy bushes, looking for someone, someone who was important to her.

What's the name, I forgot it, damn it!

"Bailey?"

Who? Who's calling her, and why is the voice so familiar?

She wanted to ask out loud, but her throat felt like someone was locked, and she couldn't say a word.

"Bailey, wake up."

This voice is so familiar, so familiar, but who is it?

Desperate to know, she ran to the source of the sound, running as fast as she could, until she rushed out through a bush. Outside was a deep lake, and she accidentally fell into it, and the icy water immediately engulfed her, scrambling to drill into her nose and squeeze the oxygen away little by little.

"Bailey!"

A large hand reached down and grabbed her, pulling her out of the lake.

"Steve, there are so many people in Hydra, it's too late for us to leave!"

Someone was shouting, and the sound of bullets and artillery fire came out in close proximity, deafening.

"Captain, I also wanted to save Bailey, but her stomach was pierced by a cannon! She's definitely not going to live, let's go quickly, or more comrades will die at the hands of Hydra's men! ”

"Yes, Captain, you're injured too, let's go first."

"Steve! Don't get emotional, let's go!! ”

……

It's so noisy, they're so noisy, so noisy that she can't even hear that familiar voice.

"Steve......"

Is it called that? Steve......

"Bailey, she's still alive, still alive, I can't leave her, and I won't leave her when I die!"

She fell into a warm embrace, and the owner of the embrace held her firmly.

"Steve......"

Is it Steve?

Who is Steve?

"Steve......"

"Wake up, Bailey, I'm Phil Cowson, Bailey, wake up, wake up."

I don't know who it is, it is calling to her softly, and a loving voice wakes her up from her chaotic dreams.

As her eyes focused, Isbelle saw Phil Cowson's face.

"Phil ......"

"It's me, good boy, are you having nightmares?" Curson's voice was low, soft, like a marshmallow, "You're sweating a lot. He took a towel and wiped it for her.

"Phil ......"

Isbelli's face was as pale as a dead man's, her lips were purple, her eyes were sunken, her cheeks were struck by her sheathness, and her flaxen blonde hair had lost its luster and was piled dead on the pillow.

As a well-trained and experienced S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Phil Cowson felt that his heart was hard enough, but Isbelli's weak "Phil" still made him can't help but soften. "Are you okay?" He took a glass of water and wanted to feed her some so that her chapped lips would not be so intimidating.

Isbelli drank obediently, but spat it out again after a few seconds, and then coughed incessantly for a long time to recover.

"I'm dead, will you dissect me?" She lay on the bed, her lips limp.

"You won't die......"

Corson tried to comfort her, but she interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"I want to know Steve, I want to know all about Steve, Phil, can you help me?"

As she said this, her cloudy eyes barely had some brilliance.

Corson looked at her and gave her a smile after a moment, "Of course, I promised to arrange for you to meet Peggy Carter, and you can see her in an hour." ”

"Thank you, Phil."

Isbelle blinked, finally smiling for the first time in ten days.

……

About an hour later, Isbelli and Peggy Carter meet, and the two of them are the only ones in the room, and everyone else is outside.

"I recognize you, you're Steve's instructor?"

The old Peggy Carter stared at her, her lips trembling, and said word by word, "I know you too, the monster who killed Steve!" ”