Y/n sat in the quinjet with Nat and Clint. She listened as they talked with Steve. Y/n pointed down, grabbing Clint and Nat's attention.

"There. I spy a truck from the lab. It's right above you Captain, it's on the loop by the bridge." Clint looked down.

"You got three with the cradle, one in the cab. I could take out the driver." Steve spoke over the intercom.

"Negative. That truck crashes, the gem could level the city. We need to draw out Ultron." Y/n watched as Steve jumped onto the moving truck. He slipped to the back and swung to the side as Ultron burst the doors off.

"Well, he's defiantly unhappy. I'm gonna try and keep him that way." Clint frowned.

"You're not a match for him Cap." He smiled.

"Thanks, Barton." Y/n clung to the walls as Clint swerved and dove to fly through the city. She walked over next to where Nat was looking down at the opening hatch of the quinjet. She waved as Nat dropped onto the road on a motorcycle.

"Damn, everything she does is so cool!" Clint smiled.

"I made her like that."

"No, you didn't."

"No, I didn't."

They flew a bit further and Y/n watched as Nat leant to the side to pick up Steve's discarded SHIELD.

"I'm always picking up after you boys."

Clint stared straight ahead as he flew the jet.

"They're heading under the overpass. I've got no shot." Romanoff swerved between cars on the busy road, almost getting hit every second.

"Which way?"

"Hard right... now"

Y/n watched as Steve and Nat avoided shots and cars, flipping and swerving to move around. Natasha looked up.

"Can you guys draw out the guards?" Y/n smiled.

"I think this is a job for me." Y/n started teleporting into and around the van, knocking on the metal.

"Yoo-hoo! Evil robots! Come get me!" They flew out and Clint drew their attention by firing at Ultron. They flew up to the quinjet and started shooting at it, but Barton just did a barrel roll to shake them off.

Y/n teleported into the truck, and soon after Natasha jumped in.

"Y/n, any chance you can teleport this thing out of here?" Y/n frowned and shook her head.

"No dice. It's too big, I can't make a good enough connection to get it to come with me." Natasha frowned.

"Can you try? Just 1 cm to the left." Y/n nodded and straddled the cradle, but when she brought her hands to her cheeks, not all of her moved over. Natasha stood staring at Y/n's floating hand as Y/n let out a whimper.

"OOOOOOH MY GOD." The cradle hadn't moved, so she got back into the same position, matched her now stump with her wrist, and knocked her face into the finger. She teleported and ended up standing next to Nat, all in one piece.

"Never again,"

"Noted."

The truck suddenly rocked as the two robot guards attached to the bottom of the van. They started flying upwards, and Y/n started to tip back.

"NATASHA! HOLD MY ARM!" But before Natasha could grab on to teleported away, the van rocked again and Y/n was flung out of the van.

Y/n's arms and legs were flailing and she was about to hit the concrete road when she felt herself get grabbed. Within less than a second, she was on a train, and Pietro was punching Ultron.

Wanda blocked Ultron's exit and Y/n smiled. Ultron looked at Wanda.

"Please don't do this." She stood firm with a stern glare.

"What choice do we have?" Ultron blasted a hole in the train and flew out. Everyone looked between everyone and realised that the tracts were ending soon. She heard Steve and Clint yelling over comms, but she was looking at Pietro.

"Well, look whose back. You still trying to kill me?" Pietro smiled.

"I think I'd rather take you out in a different sense." She grinned but looked back to Steve.

"Civilians in our path." Pietro and Y/n nodded to each other and both went outside the train, picking up strangers and placing them out of harm. Pietro running, Y/n teleporting. They stopped and watched as Wanda pulled the train to a halt. They went to the doors and helped people out. Y/n and Pietro were both out of breath and they smiled at each other. He went to the side and sat with Wanda.

"I'm fine, I just need a minute." Steve walked over with a frown.

"I'm very tempted not to give you one." Wanda turned to him.

"The Cradle. Did you get it?" Y/n smiled.

"Don't worry, Stark will take care of it." Pietro's smile dropped and Wanda scoffed.

"Don't worry? He won't take care of it." Steve frowned.

"You don't know what you're talking about, you're crazy." Wanda shook her head.

"He will do anything to make it right." Steve looked at Y/n before turning around and speaking on comms.

"Stark. Stark. Come in Stark. Stark. Anyone on comms." Wanda's brows furrowed.

"Ultron can't tell the difference between saving the world and destroying it. Where do you think he gets that?"

Y/n looked at Pietro.

"Thanks. For cathing me I mean. Letting me fall to my death would have been pretty lame, I gotta say." He laughed.

"Maybe I just did it cause I like looking at you." Y/n smiled.

"I didn't know that was the only way to look at me. I have to fall to my death more often." They both laughed, but Y/n yelped as Steve grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Stop flirting with him." Y/n's mouth fell open.

"I am not!" Steve smiled but quickly remembered he was meant to be stern.

"Yes, you are. He was on Ultron's team, can you really trust him?" Y/n tilted her head.

"I don't know, you didn't trust me a few days ago, are you scared I'll mess everything up? Are you so nervous I'll screw things up that you won't even let me talk to someone?" Steve frowned.

"Y/n, that's not what I meant.." Y/n frowned.

"You know what you meant." Y/n looked up at the sky.

"I just want to get out of... I can get out of here. Pietro! Wanda! Come here!" They both walked over and Steve raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, hold onto my arm, my leg, or my neck for all I care, just hold on somewhere, I'm gonna teleport us out of here." Steve smiled.

"Good thinking." Y/n shrugged.

"I know." Steve held onto her shoulder, and Wanda held into her other shoulder, leaving Pietro to wrap his hand around her waist.

"Okay, hold on tight." She took a deep breath and concentrated, and with a large flash of orange light, they were back at the toweer. Steve patted her on the back, and Y/n smiled. Shhe was tired, but they made their way to the elevator and silently walked into Tony's lab.

Steve was leading them when he came to a halt.

"I'm only gonna say this once." Tony looked up with a frown.

"How about, nunce?" Steve pointed at the Cradle.

"Shut it down." Tony shook his head.

"Nope, not gonna happen." Steve looked at him.

"You don't know what you're doing." Bruce shrugged, pointing at Wanda.

"And you do? She's not in your head?" Wanda walked out from behind Pietro.

"I know you're angry." Bruce frowned.

"Oh, we're way past that. I could choke the life out of you and never change a shade." Steve walked forward.

"Banner after everything that's happened.." Tony cut him off.

"It's noting compared to what's coming!" Wanda scowled.

"You don't know what's in there!" Steve took another step forward.

"This isn't a game!" Y/n rolled her eyes and looked Pietro, who looked equally as done with their squabbling. She smiled as he ran over in a blur and unplugged the Cradle.

"No. no. Go on. You were saying?" Y/n put her hand to her mouth to stifle her chuckle. Her eyes widened as the glass tile beneath him shattered and he fell to the floor below. Wanda lept forward and screamed his name. Clint put his gun down and stood on his leg.

"What? You didn't see that coming?" Tony turned back to his computer.

"I'm rerouting the upload." Steve looked at him and threw his shield around the room, smashing different computers. Tony called his Irom-Man hand to him and shoot Steve in the chest. The rest of his suit came on him. Wanda started to move forward but Bruce wrapped his arm around her neck.

"Go ahead, piss me off." Y/n turned around, looking at the different scenes around her. Tony looked at her.

"Don't do something stupid Y/n." Clint sat up and clicked his gun as Steve ran forward. Steve and Tony threw each other around as Wanda sent a red power blast through herself and in Banner. Y/n turned her head as Thor slid into the room, Mjolnir in hand. He jumped onto the Cradle and sent a lightning bolt through it. Power surged through it as the lightning strands crackled. Thor pulled away just before the glass exploded, leaving a red man to jump out.

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