Steve jogged towards the helicopter parked out under the sun. It was out of the shade of the airport buildings enough to be exposed, but still close for them to all climb onboard quickly. Behind him, Basil walked leisurely. Steve was almost five feet away from the copter when a metal disk hit the side and visible tangles of electricity fizzled, frying the circuits. The helicopter was useless now. Steve glanced up to see Tony hovering over head. The gold of the ironman suit glinting in the sunlight as he swooped down. Rhodes in his American patriot armour following just behind. Their metal boots landed with two sets of thuds. "Wow", Tony voiced through his helmet. "How you run into people at the airport. Don't you think that's weird?" he asked, turning to Rhodes as his helmet unfolded back. There was still the purple bruising from a black eye round his cheek. 

"Definitely weird", Rhodes responded. Basil kept walking until he was at Steve's side. The material of his shield tactical uniform clinging to his form like a second skin. All black with kevlar and buckles. It was almost like a cross between Steve's costume and Bucky's. Black but the cut more similar to Steve's rather than Bucky's. Basil liked this one more than the other uniforms he had tried (stolen and ruined over the years). 

He rested his weight on one leg and crossed his arms . "Hey Rhodes", he nodded. "How have you been? Haven't seen you in what? A few years? We should get a drink sometime".

"Hey Basil", the grey helmet nodded. 

Steve sighed next to him and Basil rolled his eyes. "Just hear me out Tony. The doctor, the psychiatrist. He's behind all of this". He didn't get to continue as a black form leapt down from the roof of a nearby truck. The man landed in a crouch, catlike just like his suit. 

"Captain", T'Challa greeted. 

"Your highness". 

"Hi T'Challa", Basil waved. "You given any thought to what I said?"

"Corporal", The black panther mask nodded. 

"Eighty fucking years and I still have not been promoted", Basil huffed under his breath. "And now I'm a criminal. I guess they should have promoted me while they had the chance".

"Anyway", Tony stated loudly, bringing the conversation back on track. He began walking slowly in a circle around them. "While I agree with you, Basil, about that long overdue promotion. Ross gave me thirty six hours to bring you all in". Basil raised his hand. He felt, rather than heard Steve sigh heavily next to him. Tony sighed too. "What? This is not a class room".

"Ross does know that you literally can't take me anywhere right? I mean, it's an impossible task if I don't want to go". 

"The psychiatrist got you", Tony pointed out. 

"That was a fluke and everyone knows it", Basil scoffed. 

Tony glared at him. "As I was saying, that was twenty four hours ago. Can the two of you help a brother out?" 

"You're after the wrong guy", Steve stated. 

"Your judgment is askew". 

"He's telling the truth though", Basil added as he inspected his gloves. 

"You!" Tony jabbed a finger at him. "Are emotionally compromised and therefore shouldn't have a say in this". 

Basil snorted loudly. "I was always emotionally compromised Tony, before you even met me. Not that is the issue here. No, the issue here is that you are upset. You think that because Stevie didn't sign the accords, that he is choosing Bucky over his friendships with the avengers. Am I wrong?" For a second of silence, everyone was blinking in complete surprise. Then he kept talking. "No, the problem here is that you are listing to government officials rather than do the right thing".

"Your old war buddy, and your ex, killed innocent people yesterday", Tony gritted out. 

"And there are five super soldiers just like him", Steve stated. "I can't let the doctor find them first Tony, I just can't". 

Basil groaned. "You are not helping Stevie". He ran a hand through his hair. "How about this? You take us in, but on the way back we all take a detour to this hydra facility and stop the doctor from waking up those psychopaths then we can fight it out? That seems like a better plan". 

"He has a point". Basil and Steve both turned to see Natasha standing behind them. "We can just punch it out later". 

"Alright I've run out of patience", Tony muttered. "Underroos!"

Something white stuck to Steve's shield and a blur of red and blue flipped over their heads, pulling the shield with him. More white, webbing?, instantly stuck Steve's and Basil's hands together.  The new hero landed in a shaky pose onto of a car. Basil eyed the newcomer with a frown. It was a man in a red and blue costume decorated with black web patterns. He wasn't a very big figure, perhaps even smaller than him, which Basil was amused to notice. "Nice job kid", Tony nodded. 

"Thanks". When the spider web guy spoke, it was a surprisingly young voice. "I could have stuck the landing a bit better, its just.. new suit and all". He stood up, the white eyes resizing as he apparently focused. "It's nothing Mr Stark. It's perfect, Thank you". 

"We don't really need to start a conversation". 

"Wait", Basil held up a hand. "That's a child. I'm a Doctor. I won't fight a child". 

"Cap. Captain", the spider child saluted at them. "Um, Corporal. I don't know how the British army salutes, um". He waved and Basil grinned as he phased his hands through the webbing and  waved back. The white webbing landed in a sticky pile on the floor.

"I repeat. I won't fight a child. That's low of you Tony. How old are you Spider boy?" 

"It's um Spiderman actually. And I'm fourteen. By the way, big fan". 

Basil turned narrowed eyes on Tony. "Fourteen", he repeated. "Excuse me Tony but what the fuck?" 

"Don't look at me like that. He was already out there playing hero. At least I can keep an eye on him now". 

"Yeah by sending him to face some of the world's greatest heroes? The fuck Tony?" 

"Says the person who dragged Clint back from retirement and 'Rescuing' Wanda from a place she doesn't want to leave, a safe place". 

"Wanda is an adult who made her own decisions", Basil interjected. "We all know that if she really hadn't wanted to leave, none of us could have made her. Stop treating her like she's a child Tony". 

"I'm trying to keep-", Tony shouted, then paused to huff. He repeated quieter "I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart". 

"You did that when you signed".

"Shut the heck up Steve", Basil waved his hands in the air. "Stop arguing. Why can't we just talk this through? It's us for god's sake". 

"I'm done", Tony stated. "You two turn Barnes over to us or a squad of J-SOC guys who have no compunction over being impolite".

Basil put his face in his hands and sighed. "This is what I've been working with for the last seven years", he muttered. 

Just then a voice came across the comm in Basil's ears. "We've found it. The jet is in hanger five, north runway", Sam notified. He sighed again and turned his green eyes over his friends just as Steve raised his bound arms up. Tony noticed as soon as Clint's arrow shot towards them and turned, helmet reforming round his face. The arrow cut through the webbing just as Scott Lang resized back to big mid movement, kicking Spiderman away and wrenching the child from his grip. 

"Do you feel proud at the fact you've just kicked a fourteen year old in the face?" Basil asked with a shit eating grin as Scott handed Steve back his shield. 

"You are a horrible person", Scott hissed back. Basil smirked at him. This guy was fun to wind up, 

"They're going after Wanda", Basil remarked as Tony and Rhodes lifted into the air. They must have spotted the others. There was a clang as the star spangled shield bounced off the metal of Rhodes' armoured chest, knocking him back for a second.

"Barnes is mine!" T'Challa called. Steve immediately broke away to run after him. Scott turning his attention to Natasha. Basil sighed as they all began fighting and began walking towards hanger five. 

"You guys just give me a shout if you need some help", he spoke down his comms. "I'll be getting the jet warmed up". The tune to 'star spangled man with a plan' humming under his breath.

unedited 

sorry for taking so long. I had a life. Hope you liked this update. 

Basil's and Peter's interaction was so fun to write. Who missed Basil?