After the four of us sit in silence to eat breakfast, we gather in the living room and discuss our game plan, because, well the four of us are just going to randomly take on a Hydra infested Shield.

Natasha is the first one to talk and I soon realize she's the woman with the plan, or at least part of the plan. Unlike me who doesn't even have a plan at all, well maybe 12%.

"So the question is, who has the authority to launch a domestic missile strike?" she asks.

Steve, who is sitting in an armchair facing the window answers, "Pierce"

"Yup, and he just happens to be sitting on top of the most secure building in the world" Natasha responds as she stands up from her seat and walks around the living room.

I pause and look up from buttering toast with Sam, "As in Senator Pierce the guy I voted for, for the Senate seat, Pierce?"

"Well he's not working alone, Zola's Algorithm was on the Lumerian Star." Steve says, I assume referring to a boat.

Natasha pauses for a second, thinking. "So was Jasper Sitwell"

Steve takes a deep breath and speaks again, "So the question is how do the three most wanted people in Washington kidnap a SHIELD officer in broad daylight?"

I bite my lip trying to conjure up more than 12% of a plan, but then Sam walks away. I look back at him as I bite into a piece of toast I just buttered. Where is he going? I consider following him, but in no less than a minute he returns with a thick folder in his hand. Sam walks up to a table in front of Steve and places the folder on it.

"The answer is, you don't" he says as I walk around the counter and stand next to him to see a photograph of Sam and another man.

"What's this?" Steve asks

"Call it a résumé" Sam replies

If Sam hadn't been speaking in such a serious tone, I might have chuckled, but I didn't, since everyone else was all business.

Nat then walks over to the rest of us and picks up the photo, analyzing it. "Is this Backmalla? The Colyed Condyle mission? That was you?" Nat pauses and glances at Steve, "You never said that he was a Para-Rescue"

Steve takes the photo from Natasha's hand and looks up at Sam "Is this Riley?"

Sam nods "Yep"

I soon notice the new tension between the two, I can tell that Sam never told Steve the whole story. Steve seems like the untrusting type when you lie to him. Unlike Sam I caught onto that pretty quickly. Since I literally spilled my life story after knowing him for a whole ten minutes.

Nat continues, unaware of the growing tension between the two gents. "I heard they couldn't bring in the choppers because of the RPGs. What'd you use? A stealth suit?"

Sam pauses, grabbing a sheet of paper from the folder and handing it to Steve, "No, we used these"

Steve glances at the papers and looks up surprised, "I thought you said you were a pilot?"

Sam laughs back at Steve, "I never said pilot"

Steve smiles a bit, shakes his head and looks back up at Sam, straight in the eyes, "I can't ask you to do this Sam. You got out for a good reason"

Sam folds his arms and responds, "Dude, Captain America needs my help, there's no better reason to get back in"

Steve smirks and glances down at the folder as he closes it, "Where can we get one of these things?"

"The last one is at Fort Mead, behind three guarded gates and a 12 inch steel wall" Sam responds, defeat hovering in his voice.

Steve looks at Nat, who shrugs, then to me who just gives him a 'what the heck' look and then he looks back at Sam, "Shouldn't be a problem."

That's when Steve drops the folder back onto the table and I can see exactly what's written on the front of it, EXO-7 FALCON. Now we've got one more super cool addition to our band of misfits. A bird man or should I say a Falcon.

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