Stiles POV: 

While Sam gets Agent sitwell. Natasha, Steve and I were on the roof waiting.

"What on your mind stiles? Steve asked me

I really did have a lot on my mind I just don't feel like telling people but the main thing on my mind at the moment was Bucky. Honestly I only ever really think about 4 things in life and those things are: Food, hunting hydra, making sure my friends and family are safe and Bucky. At the moment Bucky was the thing my brain kept nagging me about. I didn't want Steve to know I was thinking about our best friend and my crush so I said.

"I hope no one finds the body."

"What?!" Steve said in a panic while Natasha lets out a chuckle 

"Just kidding." I said putting my hands up in surrender as Steve gave me the 'America is disappointed in you look'. 

Suddenly Sam come up with Agent sitwell and everything become serious.

"Tell me about Zola's algorithm." 

"Never heard of it." Sitwell lied 

I groaned in annoyance, "You sir are like the Human version of period cramps."

Natasha whacked me on the back of the head while sam laughed at me. Steve, on the other hand, was questioning sitwell still. 

"What were you doing on the Lemurian Star?"

" I was throwing up, I get seasick." said sitwell

 Steve forces Sitwell to the edge of the rooftop, Sitwell just smiles.

I was getting really anoyed at sitwell not answering the questions... I know we have a plan but I really want to kill this suit wearing clown. I did the rude finger at agent sitwell.

"Stiles stop that ." Steve Hissed

"I am sorry but my middle finger gets a boner everytime it sees him." I retorted 

Causing Natasha and Sam to laugh.

"Is he always this scarcity? " asked sitwell to Steve

Before Steve could reply I answered. " I always this Sarcastic. It took many years of dealing with people like you to get this good."

Sitwell rolled his eyes and went back to talk to Steve.

"Is this little display meant to insinuate that you're gonna throw me off the roof? Because it's really not your style, Rogers."

 "You're right. It's not. It's hers." said Steve

 Steve steps aside and Natasha kicks Sitwell off the roof, he plummets down screaming. Then Steve and Natasha started talking about girls.

Suddenly, Sam, in his Falcon jet-pack suit with wings, flies up holding Sitwell and throws him down on the roof. Steve and Natasha walk towards Sitwell, he holds his hand up in fear while I just sat back and laughed at sitwell.

 "Zola's algorithm is a program...for choosing Insight's targets!" said Sitwell in fear 

 "What targets?"

I stopped laughing this sounds bad.

 "You! A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa city. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who's a threat to HYDRA! Now, or in the future."

"The Future? How could it know?" I asked in anger  

Sitwell laughs " How could it not? The 21st century is a digital book. Zola taught HYDRA how to read it."

" Your bank records, medical histories, voting patterns, e-mails, phone calls, your damn SAT scores. Zola's algorithm evaluates people's past to predict their future." I explained to a confused Nat and Steve 

 "And what then?" asked Steve to sitwell

"Oh, my God. Pierce is gonna kill me."

"What then?!" Steve asks again

 "Then the Insight Helicarriers scratch people off the list. A few million at a time."

We got into a car and started driving to the Triskelion.

Sitwell said "HYDRA doesn't like leaks."

"So why don't you try sticking a cork in it." Sam asked 

" Insight's launching in sixteen hours, we're cutting it a little bit close here." Natasha said 

" I know. We'll use him to bypass the DNA scans and access the Helicarriers directly."said Steve

"What?! Are you crazy? That is a terrible, terrible idea."

"Sitwell... shut the fuck up or I am going to kill you." I told himshowing him the barrel of the gun making him coware