THE TRISKELION was as busy as ever. Workers continuously loading and working at their most high.

'We are in final launch sequence.'

'All personnel to launch stations.'

"....And how was your flight?" Pierce asked, internally uninterested as they made their way through the well built structure.

"Lovely." Hawley answered. "The ride from the airport, less so."

Pierce snickered. "Sadly, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't control everything."

"Including Captain America and The Shadow." A board member chimed in next to him causing Pierce to discreetly grit his teeth at the mention.

His thoughts all snapped away when a guard hands him a dark case. The contents of the item gave him a small fleet of hope. The last few days have been a struggle on his side, so today is the day he would love to embrace redemption.

"This facility is biometrically controlled, and these will give you unrestricted access." Pierce hands over a briefcase. It revealed four badges. Each council member gladly pinning it on the collar of their suits, making Pierce hide a triumphant smirk once attached.

--

IN THE PA OFFICE, Two workers were chit-chatting as they nonchalantly engaged in converse. "I've been parking there for two months." The first tech guy complained, tone of frustration.

"But it's his spot."

"So where's he been?"

"I think Afghanistan." The other tech guy answered before brining his attention back at his monitor. "Negative DT Six. The pattern is full- Well, he could've said something."

Their comms simultaneously went off as a High-Pitched feedback is all they heard. All wincing in pain from the annoying sound, gripping their ears from the sudden noise.

"Must be the dish."

"I'll check it out."

He slowly made his way to the exit, scanning his keycard, making a small beeping sound as he did so. When he turnt the knob, he startles, immediately placing his hands up in fear.

Sam, Hill aim their guns at the man while The Shadow and Captain America glare at him as they stood stern at the center.

"Sorry, for barging in." The Shadow nonchalantly announces. "You mind?"

The tech, not wanting to engage in a fight, raises his hands even farther as he stepped aside, allowing them to four to continue.

"I know the road hasn't exactly been smooth and some of you would have gladly kicked me out of the car along the way." Pierce jokes, a filled champagne glass on his hand as the countdown for the insight launch flashes on the screen behind him. He turns to it, admiring his work, licking the inside of his cheek to hold in his proud and disgusting smile. "Finally, we're here. And the world should be grateful."

He raises his glasses, the other council members returned the gesture.

The PA suddenly rung, heads perking up in interest and confusion.

"Attention all S.H.I.E.L.D agents, this is Steve Rogers." Pierce widens his eyes as the PA echoed. "You've heard a lot about me over the last few days. Some of you were even ordered to hunt us down. But I think it's time you know the truth.... S.H.I.E.L.D is not what we thought it was, It has been taken over by HYDRA. Alexander Pierce is their leader...."

Council members all turn to Pierce. He merely stays silent, amusedly too.

"S.T.R.I.K.E and Insight crew are HYDRA as well. I don't know how many more, but I know they're in the building. They could even be standing right next to you. They almost have what they want. Absolute control. They shot Nick Fury, and it won't end there. If you launch those helicarriers today, HYDRA will be able to kill anyone that stands in their way... Unless we stop them. I know we're asking a lot, but the price of freedom his high, It always has been... And it's a price I'm willing to pay."

Cap clenches his jaw, looking down. "And if I'm the only one, then so be it. But I'm willing to bet I'm not."

Y/N gave something a thought before patting Steve to step away. As he did so, The L/N leans into the mic. A small sigh escaping his lips before his eyes grew stern, anger risen deep from his core. "Alexander Pierce, I have one last message to you and HYDRA." He announces, his face forming into something even more intense.

"WE will find you....
And WE will gladly, end you..."

Steve pats Y/N shoulder, lightly chuckling. "Why did you have me write this speech down, again?"

Y/N shrugs. "I don't know, you're good at forming words..." He answered. "But that last line though was all me, I just saw this movie-"

S.T.R.I.K.E TEAM ENTERS THE CONTROL ROOM as all techs stay in a frozen state, unknowing of what to do.

Agent 13 glares at Rumlow watching him walk towards one of the staff.

"Preempt the launch sequence, Send those ships up now." He demanded in a stern tone. The other was hesitant, choosing either to follow or to not as his hand hovers around the controls. Rumlow notices the man's reluctance, raising an eyebrow. "Is there a problem?"

"Um.."

All watch intently.

"IS THERE A PROBLEM?!"

"I-I'm sorry, sir." His breathing starts to get heavy, hands shaking. He gulps down a lump on his throat nervously. "I'm not gonna launch those ships." He turns to Rumlow glaring at him. "Shadow's orders."

Rumlow, frustrated, pulls out his gun and aims it right behind the man's head. "Move away from your station."

"Like he said..." Agent 13 chimes in, pointing her gun at Rumlow, approaching him hastily. The rest follows, S.H.I.E.L.D guards and HYDRA alliances aim at eachother. "...Shadow's orders."

Rumlow chuckles. "You picked the wrong side, Agent." He warns, pressuring the barrel at the tech guy's head.

"Depends on where you're standing."

Rumlow glances around the room before making his decision..... pulling away his gun from the man's head, which allowed him to finally breath in ease......

......Before pulling out his knife and slashing his dagger right at Agent 13's arm. She groans in pain as the blood drips down.

This led to people gasping as now they proceed at a shootout, the situation doing the opposite of diffusion. A fight being held.

Rumlow uses it as a distraction, hands dancing around the keys in goal to launch the ships.

And he did it successfully.

--

THE WATERS DROPPED DOWN AS THE SHIPS SLOWLY ASCEND. SHIELD agents now running frantically. "Close the bay door! Close the bay door now!"

"They're initiating launch." Maria Hill announces.

The Shadow, Captain America and the Falcon run out as they make their way to the helicarriers. "Hey, guys, how do we know the good guys from the bad guys?" Sam asks.

"If they're shooting at you, they're bad."

"Pst, Sam!" Y/N called out. "I need a lift!"

"Say no more...."

The Falcon activates his wings, springing out of its metal shell. He glided and soared as he reached the end of the ledge, grabbing the Shadow by his left arm while Cap drops down to the lower level.

As Sam takes flight, projectiles suddenly take charge, firing at the flying figure. "Woah, Sam!"

"Shit!" Sam grunts, turning to avoid any more of the missiles. "Hey Cap, found those bad guys you were talking about."

"You guys, okay?"

"I- Watch out! I mean, we're not dead!" Y/N lifts his feet up as another missile just barely missing. "Holy shit! Dude, move!"

"It's hard when you're so fucking heavy!" Sam grunts as he flies up, dodging more of them.

"Sorry but your cooking is just really- er- good!"

"Not the right tim- Shit!" He spins around just this close to getting burnt to crisp. "I need you to hold on."

"Yeah, doi."

Pierce watches from the far distance, a smug smile appearing on his face. "Let me ask you a question. What if Pakistan marched into Mumbai tomorrow and you knew that they were going to drag your daughters into a soccer stadium for execution, and you could just stop it with a flick of a switch. Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you all?"

"Not if it was your switch." Council Singh answers, tone of authority. Pierce merely chuckles, a gun handing over to him.

"Right now, the only thing my finger can flick is on this trigger. Obviously, you know how a gun works. Imagine that, but it will strike on those who are targeted threats and those who on our way. It will be easy as one, two, three."

"Threat to you, not us."

Pierce chuckled before one of his guards enter, whispering into his ear. His lips only tempting to curve up as he nods, the gun being gripped out of the his grasp.

As the guard aims it at Singh, he is kicked down. Everything happening so quickly as Hawley swiftly punches Pierce right at the face.

She throws a disk at a guard, an electric shock causing him to grunt and yell in pain. She proceeds to knock down the next few guard, quite easily.

When the guard lands on his back, Hawley reaches for the gun, slowly aiming it at Pierce. Her index finger pressing a button before the face glitches.

"I'm sorry..."

Natasha smirks. "Did I step on your moment?" As she did so, she makes her way to the control panel, her fingers going from key to key, earning confused or unaware looks from everyone else in the room.

"What is she doing?" Singh asks.

Pierce glares at Romanoff, as if she was a target of his own. "She's disabling S.H.I.E.L.D protocols and dumping all the secrets onto the internet."

"Including HYDRA's" Nat adds

"And S.H.I.E.L.D's, Including yours." Pierce watches intently, in goals to maybe persuade. "If you do this, none of your past will stay hidden." Nat still continues, even after the remark, making Pierce lick his lips nervously. "Are you sure you are ready for the world to see you? Imagine how the whole world will view you as after knowing the truth..  a Monster? Threat? Imagine how big of a deal it would be if the world knows the real people underneath... people like L/N."

Natasha perks her head up from the mention of her friend. "If you wanna bring L/N in this situation, you will be displeased with the real truth."

"And what would that be?"

Natasha smirks. "It's ironic how The Shadow's files are kept underneath the shadows. During L/N's birth, there were never legal documents to even confirm his existence in the first place. Fury was the one who took care of everything. Basically... he's a ghost... That's why he's so hard to track....."

And displeased, Pierce was.

--

"FALCON, SHADOW, STATUS?"  HILL ASKS, Continuing to monitor.

"Engaging!" Sam answers.

"I need you to hurry up, I got alpha."

"No problem, this will all be over in a sec."

Sam soars down, making Y/N grasp tightly as The Falcon dodges every trajectile that comes in their way causing them to spin and turn in plenty quantities.

"This is my spot. You get bravo." Y/N directs as Sam obliges to the request, dropping Y/N off as he goes to work.

A HYDRA guard comes at him with a gun pointed at him. Y/N grasps the man's wrist tightly and swiftly, using his strength until he hears a satisfying crack.

This made him smirk.

As the man yelled in pain, Y/N takes a step back before sending a huge roundhouse kick, making the man groan as his face smashes onto the ground. When he lands both feet, he pulls out two guns, raising his arms in a 'T' shape before accurately firing at those around him as he rotated his body.

"Alright, i'm going in...." He announced, the sound of clicking was heard as he pushed down the small button on his suit.

Inside the carrier, The lights fade into nothing. The room has emitted to a room of darkness, alarming the guards. Ever since the Shadow made his mark, a popular saying around known parties have sparked. 'Once the lights go dim, your  chances are now slim.'

And with the pitch black setting, This only meant one thing.

"He is here." The lead man announces, gulping down a sudden lump of his throat due to raised suspicion.His fingers shaky, so is his breath. "Get into formation, guard that door. Do not leave sight of the lower bridge."

Seven groups are separated all armed. They plant their finger on the trigger, Room so silent you could only hear deep breaths of nervousness and worry. Sweat seeping right through the gloves in their hands.

Rapid gunshots were heard, meaning one of them had landed a sighting.

All simultaneously turning at the direction of the sound, breaths heavier than earlier.

All take a deep breath when the sounds of horror screaming in the far distance.

But it soon faded to silence, no warning. Meaning it was one of their men who owned the sound. Hands were shaking.

Was he dead? Taken care of?

Or was he still alive?

Their answers were spoken when another sound of gunshots were heard, all turning to their heels. They still could not see much, all simultaneously grew to another state of worry when it was silenced.

This time, louder screams were heard, echoing even from the far distance. From the range pattern of each noise, it was clear than it was more than one man who screamed at once.

Their hands gripped tightly on the handle of their guns, shivering even more. The adrenaline was now pumping, preparing for anything that would come.

A LOUD BANG makes them groan in pain, dropping to the floor as a large spark erupts. Men who still had feet on the ground prepared their guns, only to see a purple disk blinking on top, the sound of its rhythmic beep started to quicken.

All the firearms that had the disk attached, exploded one bye one.

A giant crater was seen on the floor, making HYDRA guards proceeded to a engage at the hollow gap. Suddenly, some of them were pulled up from their feet, now dangling, all yelping from the unexpected act as they thought he was underneath.

The Shadow dropped down from the top and proceeded into twisting a man's arm, his fingers on the trigger of the man's gun. He turns around while holding the trigger as he proceeds to shoot at anyone he lands eyes on. More screams of horror and frantic all scattered around the room.

When he had fully rotated, he lands a hard kick square at the guard's chest. Surprisingly, even with the small distance of contact, he was sent flying. Even going as far as to creating a large dent on the wall.

Another tried shooting at him, making The Shadow instantly duck down. When eyes landed on the shooter, he swiftly pulls out his a gun of his own from his holster while he aimed. Brain unconsciously calculating. Once the shot fired, the bullet accurately goes inside the gun's barrels,  a small explosion occurring right on the man's face.

He quickly stood up with four daggers in between his fingers, he swings his wrists in a fluid one motion form, creating sounds of horror filled screams, the small knifes penetrating their skins.

A man runs at him which makes The Shadow instinctively sweep him off the floor. His eyes landed on another, running at him before leaping up as knee kicked him right on the nose, the momentum making him land on the back of his head, harshly too. He ducks down when he sees another swing at him, he breaks the man's arm before flipping him onto the ground, a sound of a crack was heard when The Shadow's fist had contact with the armed man's face.

He could hear footsteps running up on him from behind, his instincts taking full control as he jumps in the air, spinning as he lands a harsh kick in the process. The man's body waves around before a loud thud occurs when he crashes onto the floor.

A sigh escapes his lips when he looks around the room.

He slowly brings a finger up, clicking the button on his suit that brought the lights to slowly illuminate the once gloomy room. An amused scoff was heard from him when lifeless men were dangling on the ceiling or laying on the ground lifeless.

Pleased with his work.

A FEW MINUTES LATER, a static buzz on their earpiece raises their attention.Y/N's voice was heard through their comms. "Alpha lock." He notified, his footsteps ringing when landing a foot on the metal surface.

"Not surprised." Hill mutters to herself. "Rogers? Falcon?"

"I had to take a detour!"

Once a jet locks in on Sam, groups of missiles set free, all following the Falcon. His instincts dialing in as he swerves around, skillfully, in attempt to lose them.

While he soars, Missiles would be misdirected. This led it to all hitting the carrier from the side.

"Woo! Oh, yeah!" He exclaims before carefully landing on the bridge. "Bravo, lock."

"Two down, one to go."

"I'm gonna go back on ground. Cap, keep me posted on Charlie." Y/N requested.

"Will do, sir."

The Shadow stopped his tracks, caught of guard from the nickname. "Uh, repeat that?"

"ALL S.H.I.E.L.D PILOTS, SCRAMBLE!" One of the men orders. "Were the only air support they got."

All suddenly stood stern as The Shadow was seen on premises. "I need you to make sure no one interferes with Cap and the winged...dude. Do I make myself clear?"

"Do we have proper authority to engage?"

Y/N immediately nodded. "Do whatever you can, just make sure nothing bad hap-"

A launcher flew over their heads, causing one of the jets to explode. Pilots, workers on ground now growing frantic as The L/N was left with his thoughts. Slowly turning, his jaw clenches when eyes land on a familiar face.

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me..."

"What a meeting..." Monveta mutters. "I see you've got an upgrade... So did I..." He gestured to his black and red padded armor, a familiar one.

"Hn, So you're Mirrocc now?"

Monveta smirked. "Even better..."

Y/N merely snickered at this. He slides out the two katanas out of his back to only drop them on the floor. "You made it personal."

Flinchley chuckled. "No, they did. I'm just doing in favor of your father's."

"And what is that favor?"

"To show you what could've been."

The Shadow tilted his head, you could sense his glare even from behind his mask. His feet slowly moving into stance, arms raised as he waves.

Mirrocc roars as he attempts to land a flying kick, his leg knocked back down to the floor. Y/N noticed his unbalanced coordination, attempting to sweep his legs.

With Monveta's quick thinking, he uses his leaning momentum to generate enough force to do a backflip, dodging the sweep.

With Y/N's back turned, Monveta swiftly approaches, wrapping an arm around The Shadow's neck in a chokehold. His grip tightening while they slowly stood up. Monveta releasing a grin as he watches Y/N lose his breath.

But Y/N had other plans.

He placed both arms behind Flinchley's head, interlocking his fingers. He grunts as he lifts his feet up before kicking some momentum forward, bringing Monveta with him, flipping him onto his back harshly.

He groans in pain when his spine makes contact with the concrete ground, he swore he heard it break. His trance gave Y/N an opening, swinging his arm back to land a punch but to no avail as it goes through the concrete, making a small hole. Flinchley rolled over just in time as both scrambled to get back up.

"You got some nerve, i'll tell you that." Monveta admits.

"Who asked?"

Flinchley's jaw clenches as he jumps, kicking Y/N to chest making a groan escape his lips as he landed on his back. He flips back over to be greeted by a swing by Monveta, barely dodging it.

Swing after swing, Y/N moves his head left and right to avoid any of his punches to land. Y/N looks down to see Flinchley's leg unchecked, kicking his shin.

Monveta lets out a small yelp from the hard hit, leaning forward which Y/N saw as an opportunity. He gripped on Monveta's hair, pulling him back before landing his forearm right on his ribs.

"Wear a mask next time." The Shadow lets out before crashing his foot down at Monveta's face, knocking him out in an instant. "Progress?"

"The metal armed guy is here..." Sam answers, making Y/N's eyes widen.

"Do you need help-"

"I got it." Steve panted out. "I got Buck, you take care of Nat."

"You sure?"

"All good." Steve reassured.

Y/N stayed where he was for a second, a bit reluctant to leave Cap alone, he knew why he wanted to do it himself, But a sigh said it all. "All right, don't get yourself killed."

"Done." Nat announces looking down at her phone. "And it's trending." She added.

Pierce pursed his lip before the sound of electricity made the council, other than Nat scream in pain. A hole digging through them with one click of a button by Pierce which made Natasha and Fury instinctively point their guns at Pierce.

Pierce taunts Nat, gesturing his phone.

"Unless you want a two inch hole in your sternum, I'd put that gun down." Pierce warned. "It was armed, the moment you pinned it on." A smug grin crept on his face.

Fury and Romanoff looked at each other, in defeat, reluctantly dropping their guns altogether.

"Lieutenant, how much longer?"

'65 seconds to satellite link. Targeting grid engaged, dropping weapon arrays now.'

Insight was now a step ahead.

'One minute.' Hill warned.

--

STEVE GRUNTED as he climbed up to it's panel. He rolled his body over, sighing as his back laid flat on the metal surface. He reaches his hand out to a rail, pushing himself up due to a shot that hit his leg moments earlier.

'How much longer?' The Shadow asked.

'30 seconds.'

'No pressure, Steve.'

Steve forced a step, leaning over the control panel. "S-Stand... By.." He gritted out, the immense pain was now surging as the time flew by. He scrambles to get the blue chip out of his pockets, lifting his hand-

BANG

A shot lands on Steve's lower back, making him groan. With the amount of shots landed on him, no man would be angry if he just gave up on the spot, but he didn't. His breathing started to get heavy, shaken up, but not giving up.

'We have reached 3,000 feet.Sat link coming online now'

'Deploy Algorithm.'

As ordered, every threat from L/N, Hill, and everybody who was were known to be HYDRA's threats were acquired, locked in as target.

'Target Saturation, reached. All targets assigned.'

'Fire when ready...'

'Firing in... 3...'

Steve pushed himself up.

'...2..'

Steve grunts.

'..1...'

With one final push, Cap inserts the chip, Hill's screen flashing a green signal. Suddenly, Insight monitors glitch out, the border of targets disappeared.

"Charlie... Lock." Steve pants out.

"Okay, Cap, Get outta there."

The targets subtracted from Seven-Hundred plus down to three. Targeting the helicarriers itself. Weapon array rotating as it locks in on a chosen ship...

The tables have now turned.

"F-Fire.. Now.." Cap demands.

"Are you out yet?" Y/N asks.

"Just fire. Do it!"

Hill stares at her screen, gulping a lump on her throat before her hands reach out, shakily, sliding the touchscreen below before reluctantly pressing on one last button.

Large quantities of destruction causes as missiles launch out of each and every weapon it had to offer. Large eruptions of explosions, in the distance, it would seem to look like a firework in the sky.

--

PIERCE LOOKED IN UTTER DISAPPOINTMENT when he had to watch everything he worked for, slowly die, yet it still felt like an instant.

Debris falling onto the ground, landing on even the most important of structures.

Monveta grunted, lifting himself up before a large shadow covered like a void above him. He slowly looked up to see large parts of the ship falling onto him. He lets out one last yell before everything turns black.

"What a waste..."

"Still on the fences about L/N and Rogers' chances?" Natasha teased, a proud smirk tempting to creep up on her lips.

Pierce glared at Natasha before holding up his phone. "You just had to speak, didn't you?"

With one last smirk, he pressed a button.

Since that, everything slowed down.

A dark mist suddenly appeared.

Y/N saw a badge on Nat's collar, analyzing it quickly before he clasps his hands together at the pin, sliding his hand under her collar as it sparked.

"AH!!"

Y/N yelled as his hands dug deep, blood seeping out as he gritted his teeth in attempt to hold his pain. Nat was startled from the sudden appearance, everything happened in almost an instant.

The electricity started to surround his arm, making him yell in more horror.

The sparks slowed down and Y/N instantly dropped onto the ground as it did.

Pierce was just frozen, not sure of what to do... from what he just saw. Fury used this as an opening and fired at Pierce, making him stagger back until he landed on his back. Holes on his chest as his eyes fluttered to a close, his breathing decreasing to a state of nothingness.

"Y/N!" Nat exclaimed. The L/N was a screaming mess, only worrying Nat. She took out his gloves to see it had indeed created some holes as blood dripped down. Burn marks on his finger and up, indicating the it was able to reach approximately around the elbow. "Come on! You have to stop doing this!"

Y/N's heavy breathing started to slow, the pain tolerance was slowly but surely something he was getting used to. Increased volumes of sweat dripped down, slightly covering the entirety of his face from how much intensity he took.

Y/N released a shaky breath, Locking eyes with Nat as he release a weak smile. "What... can I say...." He weakly chuckled. "I'm too selfless...." He repeated the same words Natasha told him.

Before Natasha could even utter a word, Y/N's eyes fluttered close. A mumbled scream he couldn't make out was the last thing he heard.

But one thought came into Nick's mind which he did voice out...

"Did he just.... teleport?"

NATASHA SAT NEXT TO Y/N'S BODY. She just got news that she would be attending a hearing later in the day and immediately insisted on making her presence to the hospital. The sight of one of the people she had recently learned to trust, now in danger due to something that involved her.

It made her guilty.

Guilty that her friend was put in a situation like this because of her.

Her eyes fluttering close but she forced herself to keep it open, just incase he woke up. But luck has not come into favor.....yet.

She turned her head, checking the clock. A sigh escaping her lips before turning her attention at Y/N. She slowly stood up, making her way towards his unconscious state.

She gulps down a lump on her throat as she leaned over, her body being supported by the railing by his bed. She stared at Y/N....

His peaceful state...

This made her ease up a bit as a smile unconsciously slowly curled up.

Her face fell when a thought came in to mind.

She was reluctant.

She hovered her face above Y/N's, she could feel his steady and peaceful breaths.

She licked her lips nervously.

She leaned over.

And pressed a light kiss on the corner of his mouth.

She straightened up, fidgeting her fingers as she waited for a response.

No response.

A sigh of defeat before she let out one last chuckle as her eyes landed on the red lipstick smudged on Y/N's corner.

She looked around the room to see if anyone was around, still being the paranoid woman she was.
She leaned forward, pressing a thumb as she wiped away the lipstick off the corner of his lips.

A  SMALL GROAN SUDDENLY ESCAPED HIS LIPS, making Nat's eyes widen in surprise. He stirred awake, fluttering his eyes open to see a purple dressed figure just hovering above him. It was still a bit blurry, yet, he immediately knew who it was.

"Hey... Nat..."

He didn't hear a response.

Y/N suddenly got nervous.
Did he do something bad?
Did he offend her?

Instead, he was engulfed in a tight hug.

too hard...

"Too hard! Owie!" Y/N lets out, making Nat step back. After a few blinks, Y/N's vision faded to clear, Natasha's figure was now in better view.

"Oh, sorry."

"No, No, It's fine..." Y/N reassured before his face fell.

Natasha suddenly got nervous.
Did she do something bad?
Did she offend him?

"Why are you dressed so...... nicely?"

A chuckle escaped her lips, unconsciously tucking strands of her hair behind both ears.
"I have to attend a hearing, I was just about to leave actually."

Y/N snickered before slowly looking up at Nat. "You wouldn't... Snitch on me.. would you?"

Natasha mockingly places a hand over her chest. "You think I, Natasha Romanoff, Would give out information because the government needs it?"

"...Sure...?.."

Nat amusedly shook her head. "It hurts you think of me so lowly.."

Both chuckled before fading into a comfortable silence.

"You look... really great by the way..."

Natasha gasped, making Y/N chuckle. "Stop it!' She jokingly pleaded, making both burst into fits of laughter. Silence yet again trembled, comfortable though, no awkwardness. "But uh- you got some explaining to do.."

Y/N clicked his tongue, knowing where this is going. "Well, if you remembered correctly, i did take the serum to enhance my genes.... " He reminisced, air breathing out of his nose. "....maybe it did work after all."

Nat smiled. "It did and it worked beautifully...."

"Like you?"

"Stop it!"

--

NICK WALKED UP to the three men that stood in the middle of the cemetery. All looking down at the tombstone infront of them.

"So, L/N... This seems like a very familiar process?"

Y/N chuckled. "Oh yeah, very familiar." He pointed out as he admired the burial. "Also, love the Pulp Fiction reference."

"Oh yeah, Samuel L. Jackson was really great in it." Fury spoke, earning confused looks from the three. "Anyway, We've been data mining HYDRA's files. Looks like a lot of rats didn't go down with the ship. I'm headed to Europe tonight, wanted to ask if you'd come."

Steve slowly shook his head. "There's something I got to do first."

Fury turned to Sam. "How about you, Wilson? Could use a man with your abilities."

"I'm more of a soldier than a spy." Sam answers, a smirk appearing.

Before Fury could even utter another word, Y/N placed a hand up.

"Nah, I'm good." Y/N spoke, making Nick lightly chuckle. Both looked at each other before giving each other a small handsh- "Oh yeah, forgot about the wraps, Can't get rid of that. Hope we can uh- See you soon, Unc?"

"Oh, definitely." Fury replied as he shook hands with the rest. "Oh! And if anybody asks for me, tell them they can find me, right here." He added before walking away, hands in his jacket as he looked around.

"You should be honored, That's about as close as he gets to saying 'thank you'. " Nat's voice chimed in, a vanilla folder squeezed in between her side.

"Not going with him?" Steve asks as both him and Y/N approach the redhead.

Nat shook her head.

"Not staying here?"

"Nah. I blew all my covers. I got to figure out a new one." Nat adds as she suddenly locks eyes with Y/N, smiling. "How's the hand?"

"I mean, there is progress. Found out the serum comes with a small healing factor? Pretty neat."

When the serum was now on topic, Nat let out a quick 'ooh' as she fidgeted around her pockets. Both Steve and Y/N furrow their eyebrows at eachother.

"From Stark and Banner to yours." She hands over a small metal tube which Y/N slowly took as he inspected it. "A permanent fix."

Y/N's eyes widened. "Like getting rid of the side effects?"

"Like getting rid of the side effects." She repeated, earning a small smile from Y/N.

"I'd hug you right now, but you can't take credit from other people's work, so....." Y/N jokes, earning a few laughs out of Steve and Natasha.

"Oh yeah, another gift." Nat hands the file over to Steve "That thing you asked for, I called in a few favors from Kiev. Will you do me a favor? Call that nurse."

"Exactly!"

Steve snickered before eyeing both L/N and Romanoff, a smirk tempting to curl up. "She's actually not a nurse."

"And you're not a S.H.I.E.L.D agent."

Steve shrugs. "What was her name again?"

"Wow, cold." Y/N lets out before clearing his throat. "I think it was... Sharon?"

"Yeah, Sharon." Nat reassures. "She's nice." Natasha turns to Y/N, nodding at him. "Let's go?"

Steve furrows his brows. "Wait, where are you guys going?"

Both Y/N and Nat glance at each other before back to Steve. "Just tryna help her out." Y/N answers, earning a suspicious look from Steve. His eyes squinting, glancing back and forth between Nat and Y/N before giving in, nodding in response.

"Right, well good luck I guess."

"See you soon, man."

"Bye, Point Guard!" Sam yelled from the distance.

Both Y/N and Natasha wave goodbye before making their way out the place. Pockets in their hands while Nat would tuck her har time to time.

As they reach the car, both release a sigh. Y/N reclines his seat, a small yet needed breath he took in. "To Clint's?"

Natasha nodded. "To Clint's."

"Can't wait to meet those two little goofballs." Y/N admitted a small smile appearing on his lips. "Imagine the look on their faces when they see their favorite."

"Who me?"

Y/N snorts. "I'm pretty sure I'm their favorite."

"Then let's bet." Natasha suggests, making Y/N fix his sitting position, all ears on her proposition. "First one they greet. Loser pays up. Let's say around........twenty bucks."

"Deal...... I'd shake your hand but.... you know.."

Let's just say, It was probably Y/N's easiest twenty bucks he had ever received.

"Atleast, Laura is naming her child after me...." Nat crossed her arms.

"I got your twenty bucks in my pocket as we speak." Y/N responded.

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A/N: HERROW AGAIN!

-Thats the end for TWS!

-Oh yeah, wanna thank ThemexicanHulk for the help! That's how you credit people btw, take notes.

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