"I am too." It comes later than it should. It's more thoughtful than he intends. He searches for her hand without opening his eyes, twining his fingers through Olivia's. "SHIELD sent a short range surface-to-surface missile to try and blow me and Natasha up while we were in the process of finding out how dirty they were. They downloaded Zola into a computer. An old computer, rows and rows of databanks, but it was him, telling me Hydra was alive and well and that I'd gone down for nothing. They hit us there - blew up his databanks, but I know better now than to think he's really gone. Natasha said there was an AI on the little..."

He waves his free hand vaguely. "USB thing Fury gave me, that it kept rewriting itself to counter her commands."

Steve shivers, then winces. The thought of Zola out there in the ether, a malevolent, electronic ghost.... "The World Security Council is dead. Except Councilwoman Hawley. Natasha took her place to get close to Pierce. I guess it doesn't make much difference, except to their families, any more."

SHIELD is a wreck. If the Council is remembered at all, it won't be kindly.

"...Bucky shot me three times. Thigh, arm, stomach. Stabbed me in the shoulder. Tried to strangle me before then, during the fight that got on the news. I cracked and bruised a few of my own ribs getting clear of SHIELD, and, well." He gestures to his face with his free hand. "He almost beat me to death before he... remembered something, maybe. The look on his face - he had to have remembered something."

He looks at their linked hands. A deep breath. "I was ready to go down with him. If that's what had to happen, I was ready to do it."