Barnes nodded to the hallway and took one side, trusting Clint to take the other. He checked every door until he pulled one open and the overwhelming scent of scared/distressed/panicked Omega swamped him. He pulled a face, wanting to punch a few more Hydra goons in the face, but made himself step inside carefully.

Jasmine heard the noises outside her cell and pushed herself farther back into her corner, her fingers scrabbling for purchase against the cement.