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Peggy wasn’t sure why it was that every muscle in her body seemed to be aching, why it hurt to breathe properly. But as she slowly came to and the fog cleared from her mind, bits and pieces came back to her. Fury coming to her for help, asking her to take an assignment to help take out a Hydra base they’d found. Of course she was more than willing to assist, though none of them had expected an ambush and such harsh retaliation. The other agents and herself had barely gotten out with their lives, it seemed. Truth be told, Peggy couldn’t remember much after being shot.
Fingers were working through her hair and it felt like several minutes passed before she was able to open her eyes, gaze landing on Steve. A weak smile curved her lips and she wanted to reach for his hand, but all she could manage was a slight twitch of her arm towards his. “Hey,” Peggy croaked, blinking to try and clear her vision. “I’m so sorry I’m such a mess... who called you?” She asked, voice hoarse as her head tilted into his touch.
The dead woman in the museum had her face. But if Steve was to be believed, that woman hadn’t really died; HYDRA had taken her and turned her into the soldier. Maybe it was true. She remembered falling, and ice, and a round-faced man with a voice like a snake. And, most damningly, she remembered both the slight, frail man from the museum and the honest-eyed man in front of her.
"I won’t turn myself over to HYDRA," she said, shaking her head. "But I need to track them down. Find the people you missed." She paused, swallowing, and she couldn’t completely hide how utterly lost she felt when she said, softly, “I don’t know how they made me. I don’t know what they did.”
(“I don’t know what he did to me,” she’d whispered, wrapped in his coat and leaning against his shoulder at a makeshift camp in Austria. It was cold, but she was sweating.)
This became a monster, so I’m putting it under a cut.
I take a bit of a mishmash approach to B’s time as the Winter Soldier, putting her in Department X’s hands from 1944-1991 and then directly in the hands of the US branch of HYDRA from December of 1991 onward. I have a lot of headcanons regarding the differences between the two organizations, but the most relevant one here is how they each used the memory wipes.
For Dept. X, memory wipes were very precise. The Soviets removed (and implanted) specific things, but left enough intact that she could pass for a normal person on missions. But it wasn’t 100% perfect, and it ultimately led to the 616-canon incident in ‘73 where the Winter Soldier went AWOL in Dallas and Chicago and NYC for a few weeks. After that, Dept. X stopped sending the Winter Soldier on missions in the USA.
When HYDRA got direct control in 1991, that was going to be a big problem. So they began to use the memory wipes in a much more blunt, less nuanced way. They wiped out significantly more than the Soviets ever did, because they needed greater control if they were going to use her on US soil.
But the thing about super-soldiers is that they heal more quickly and to a greater degree than normal squishy humans. While it’s true that her brain tends to zag where a normal person’s would zig, the longer she’s left out of cryo the more it starts to repair itself and more she starts to remember.
The museum definitely gave things a jump. She remembers falling and Zola and, obviously, Steve. Particularly skinny!Steve, who she knew for 20-odd years; beefy!Steve was only around for a bit over a year. Physically, he’s not connected to nearly as many potential memories as his skinny self is.
The fact that she remembers skinny!Steve, however vaguely, is a huge deal. It’s solid proof that Pierce was lying to her, and she needs that. She doesn’t know who she is. She’s frightened and confused and isn’t certain who to trust, but she can trust actual evidence.
If Steve is correct and she really was Becky Barnes — she’s taking the museum’s claim that Becky Barnes is dead at face value* — then something was done to her. Someone took Becky and turned her into the Winter Soldier. She knows who did it, but she wants to know how and why. That thought is what stirs up the memory from ‘43; Becky Barnes did not know what Zola did to her and she found that absolutely terrifying.
She also wants revenge. She does not, at this point, have any real concept of morality or right vs. wrong, so it’s a very primal feeling: They hurt her, and she will hurt them back. And if that means tracking down each remaining HYDRA agent individually across the globe, then that is what she will do.
* - This relates to another headcanon I have, which is that Department X (and specifically Vasily Karpov) had the Winter Soldier thoroughly convinced that she was not a person, but that she was rather something that had been created from the leftover pieces of a human that had been killed/destroyed.