C H A P T E R (49) - S H O O T / M E

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Cassie had ran to the terminal and caught up to where Bucky and Sam had been, giving them a small smile as she approached.

"So...how's it going?" She asked casually, causing Bucky to smile and Sam to roll his eyes.

Sam walked over to the railing to assess the situation whereas Bucky was looking at her webbed hands.

"What happened to you?" He questioned.

She shrugged, "Some guy can apparently shoot out webs. I'm not a big fan."

"How can I get you out of it?" He asked curiously, poking the webs around her hands.

She looked away in thought as her mind travelled to a way out of the stickiness. She turned around so her back was facing Bucky and began to explain the only plan she had.

"There's a gun under my shirt," she said as Bucky's hands slowly trailed over the hem of her shirt. He lifted it up slightly and removed the gun from her jeans and watched as she turned back around.

"What do you want me to do with this?" He asked with a small laugh, holding the gun.

In response, Cassie held her hands above her head and smirked, "Shoot me, Snowman."

Bucky looked taken aback for a moment, registering what she had asked him to do, "What? I'm not going to shoot-"

He was cut off when the man who had webbed her hands together in the first place came smashing through a nearby window and kicked Sam, causing him to go flying backwards. Bucky instinctively pushed Cassie out of the way as he threw a punch to the man she knew as Spider-Man, but he caught it and admired his arm.

"You have a metal arm? That is awesome dude!"

Sam had come back and hit him out of the way, and Cassie didn't see the rest as the fight had moved further down the terminal. She cursed Bucky for not shooting when he had the chance, leaving her only one option - to fight with webbed hands.

She ran along the bridge that looked over the ground floor where she could see the fight happening, and watched as both Bucky and Sam were webbed to the ground.

Spider-Man situated himself upon a metal beam that was attached to the bridge Cassie stood on, so she hauled herself up onto the beam and slowly approached him from behind. Before she could get close enough to attack him, he turned as if he had known it was coming.

"Miss Rogers...I don't want to hurt you."

"Oh, you won't." She shrugged, launching herself forwards and kicking him in his back. The force of the kick was enough to send him plummeting to the ground, but didn't hit it as he was dragged out of the window and away by Redwing.

Cassie, still with webbed hands, sat herself down upon the beam and dangled her legs over the edge, smiling down at the two men who were still webbed to the floor.

"Hi."

Sam rolled his eyes again as she jumped down from the beam and landed on both feet.

"You did that like it was easy." Bucky admired.

"It would've been a lot easier if my hands weren't webbed together." She retorted, holding her hands in the air before returning them to in front of her.

Cassie spied her gun on the floor next to her and crouched down to pick it up, aiming at Sam's hands.

"If you hit me-"

He was cut off by the sound of the gun firing, just missing his skin and breaking the web. She turned and did the same for Bucky, watching them stand and brush themselves off. Bucky shortly removed the webs from her hand before the trio left the terminal and met up with Steve, Wanda, Clint and Scott. As they regrouped, so did Tony and his team, consisting of Tony himself, Rhodes, Natasha, Vision, T'Challa and Spider-Man.

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