"Oh, 'cause they will run you down, down 'til the dark
Yes and they will run you down, down 'til you fall
And they will run you down, down 'til you go
Yeah, so you can't crawl no more"

  I hear Bucky's question and look where he's looking. The guy in red and blue spandex is literally crawling on the glass ceiling like a spider. And I'm an arachnophobic. Shit, we already had to fight a cat guy and now we get the spider dude ?

  "Everyone's got a gimmick now."

  The guy swings on a web and breaks through the window, hitting Sam on his way. Bucky and I stop immediately and when the guy stops Bucky's arm as he tries to punch him, I let out a surprised gasp.

  "You have a metal arm ?" He asks. "That is awesome, dude !"

  His moment of distraction allows me to punch him in the ribs, sending him Sam's way. Sam immediately punches him as I think about what I just heard. Shit, are we fighting a kid ? He sounded like a kid. Oh my god. I just punched a kid. Bucky and I start running again as Sam flies away with the kid in his arms. He's trying to escape but Sam seems to have the upper hand for now. When he finally escapes, Sam tries to follow him but the kid blocks his wings with his stupid webs, causing Sam to fall right to the ground. He doesn't even have the time to get up that spider dude already stuck him to a metal bar. Bucky and I come to his rescue but the kid effing throws himself at us and as we fall to the lower level, he keeps swinging from the ceiling. We find ourselves lying on the ground and when we try to get up, he glues us to the ground with more web.

  "Guys, look, I'd love to keep this up but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr Stark so...I'm really sorry."

  He stretches his arm toward us, ready to throw something else at us but Sam manages to send one of his drones at him. Spider dude's web gets stuck to it and it carries him out of the airport. Thank God.

  "You couldn't have done that earlier ?" Bucky asks in an annoyed voice.

  "I hate you."

  "I swear you guys are kids," I sigh.

  Thankfully, the web worn off really fast and we managed to get rid of it. We run on the improvised battlefield and meet the rest of our team.

  "Come on !" Steve yells. We follow him to the exit. We're so close... Some red-skinned flying robot stops us. Why is Stark's team so weird ?

  "Captain Rogers ! I know you believe what you're doing is right. But for the collective good, you must surrender now."

  The collective good. Who is this guy talking like Shakespeare or whatever ? We're face to face with Tony Stark's team now and none of us knows exactly what to do.

  "What do we do now, Cap ?"

  "We fight."

  Ah shit, here we go again. I'm really tired of this fight. Can't Bucky and I just run away and grow wheat in a farm in the middle of nowhere ? That'd be great. I'm interrupted in my own thoughts by Natasha. She throws her fist at me and I stop it so easily I can only smile.

  "You got soft," I say.

  "Yeah, I'll show you how soft I got. No hard feelings, right ?"

  "We'll see about that." I jump and throw my legs around her neck. She falls to the ground and I block her arms in her back but she twists around so quickly that she catches me off guard.

  "Still think I got soft ?"

  "Maybe you did !" Says Clint's voice as he takes her off me. I look behind me and notice that the King of Wakanda or whatever is fighting Bucky. He seems to have a hard time fighting back and I'm not letting that happen.

  "Not my man, you stupid cat !" I jump on his back and pin him to the ground. Of course, he jumps back on his feet and I fall off. Bucky catches me and wraps his arm against my waist.

  "Get ready !" He whispers quickly in my ear before lifting me up.

  I don't have to think twice before I stretch out my legs and kick Black Panther in the face. When Wanda gets rid of him, Bucky and I finally find Steve.

  "I got Vision," he says. "You two go to the jet."

  "No !" Sam tells us through the intercom. "You go to the jet, the three of you. The rest of us aren't getting out of here."

  "As much as I hate to admit it, if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it."

  Steve shakes his head at Clint's word. He hates leaving people behind but as he looks me in the eyes, I know we agree on at least one thing : we need to do everything we can to get Bucky to safety.

  "This isn't the real fight, Steve," Falcon says again.

  "Alright, Sam, what's the plan ?"

  "We need a diversion. Something big."

  "I got something kinda big," Scott says. "But I can't hold it very long. At my signal, run like hell. If I tear myself in half, don't come back for me."

  "He's gonna tear himself in half ?" Bucky really seems sceptical.

  "You're sure about this, Scott ?"

  "I do it all the time ! I mean, once. In a lab. And I passed out."

  "God, we're screwed, aren't we ?" I only realise I said this out loud when Steve gives me the big eyes. Well, I thought they were meant for me but when I look over my shoulder, I realise I'm not the target of his shocked expression. Scott got big. Like...really big, bigger than a plane and as high as the airport.

  "I guess that's the signal," Steve says.

  Steve, Bucky and I start running like hell and we're close to the quinjet when Vision throws a tower to the ground, almost blocking our only exit. It would've been lost if it weren't for Wanda. She holds up the tower, leaving us time to get there. Tony Stark's armoured friend attacks her and the tower's almost collapsed on the ground when we slide underneath it. I let out a scream as I feel pain shooting through my leg. Bucky turns around and lifts me up.

  "Is it bad ?" I ask.

  He gives my leg a quick look and winces at me.

  "Not too bad but...we'll see that later."

  Bucky stops instantly and I look up to see what stopped us. Nat. She's looking right at Steve.

  "You're not gonna stop."

  He shakes his head. "You know I can't."

  "I'm gonna regret this..." She holds out her harm and for a second I think she's aiming at us. She shoots and behind us, King T'Challa stops, electrified. "Go," she tells us. Steve nods quickly and they start running again, Bucky still holding me against him. We finally get to the quinjet and Bucky gently lays me down on the ground as Steve starts the engine. We're soon off the ground and Nat's holding the King back. She really is ready to do anything for Steve, huh ?

  "How's her leg ?" Steve asks over his shoulder.

  "It's broken. I already got out the medical equipment," Bucky tells him. "I think I can make it still but...she'll need proper medical assistance. The serum will heal her only partly."

  "We're off to Siberia. Can it wait ?"

  "Yeah, if she doesn't move."

  I sigh. "I don't care. I'll...I'll help you guys. I'll-"

  "No, y/n. You can't fight."

  I let out a frustrated grunt and angry tears roll down my cheeks. Bucky wipes them away and looks back at Steve. He looks preoccupied as he speaks.

  "What's gonna happen to your friends ?"

  Steve sighs and waits a few second. "Whatever it is... I'll deal with it."

  "I don't know if I'm worth all this, Steve."

  I squeeze his hand, looking for something to say, to make him realise he's worth it, but Steve speaks up first.

  "What you did all those years, it wasn't you. You didn't have a choice."

  "I know... But I did it."

  "Bucky..." I whisper, squeezing his hand again. I'm still lying on the ground, my leg completely still, and he looks at me. He gives me a sad smile before undoing his belt. He sits on the ground and places my head on his lap.

  "You need to rest."

  "No, I don't..."

  He starts playing with my hair and maybe I do, in fact, need to rest. All I know is that when I wake up, we're in Siberia and I already know I'll have to wait for them in the quinjet. My leg's hurting even more than before now.

  "You'll be okay, right ?"

  "Of course I will. What could possibly happen to me here ? I'm safe, Bucky, don't worry. Now, go."

  He kisses me on the forehead real quick and next thing he does is following Steve out of the quinjet. I look at him walking away as the quinjet slowly closes itself back on me.