"You do have a mother. She was beautiful and looked just like you." he plead softly, feeling the hand at her side struggle and pressing his knee tighter to it. He hesitated a bit, but he was grasping, he needed something. "And you are one. You have two beautiful babies. Stevie, and Sarah, but we call her Mouse. She's so much like her mama."
He hated to see her like this, so lost and hollow. He wanted to throw out a CB but had a feeling that an open call for reinforcement would only escalate the situation. He thought about calling James but wanted to get both of them safe first. Though he was still figuring out how to do that. "Let me take you somewhere safe. No Hydra, no handlers, no cryo. I'll leave you alone, just let me get you there."