"So what's going on?" y/n asked, she was sat in the passenger seat of the car with Nat driving.
"A group of pirates has taken over a S.H.I.E.L.D. vessel and are holding them, hostage. Me, you, Steve, and the STRIKE team are to go and take out the pirates and rescue the hostages."Nat explains as she navigates the streets of Washington, D.C.
The drive isn't too long as they turn into a park-like area, pulling to the side of the road. There was Steve stood in casual workout clothes and another man was stood by him in a sweater. They looked as if they were talking.
Nat rolls down the window on y/n's side, she smiles at the boys."Hey fellas, either one of you knows where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil" Nat says jokingly. y/n chuckles at her comment.
"That hilarious" Steve says as he walks over to the car and hops into the back seats.
The other guy crouched down slightly to get a look into the car at the women sat in the front. "How are you doing?" He says flirtatiously.
"Hey" y/n draws out, flirting back as the two lock eyes.
Steve pokes his head between the front seats, "Can't run everywhere" he says with a smirk.
"No, you can't" His friend replies before Natasha revs the car before driving off. As there driving off and away from the park, y/n turns slightly in her seat and pokes her head back to Steve. "Who was that?"
"Guy called Sam Wilson, he's a veteran pararescue trooper. Met him while I was out running" Steve responds with a smirk.
"You interested y/n?" Nat pipes in, a smirk on her face as her eye dart to y/n before going back to the road. Steve lets out a little chuckle when y/n whips back round in her eat and faces forward.
"Maybe" y/n answers Nats' questions with hesitance.
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The team stood in the jet, Brock giving a debriefing on the situation. Cap gave out instructions to everyone. y/n was to get to a high point and incapacitate any pirates on board.
As everyone was gearing up, y/n checked the thigh bags. Her brass knuckles and knives were all still in there. She took off her coat before getting her gun case. Opening it up she's treated by the pretty sight of her sniper rifle. Over the years she had it she has modified it to fit her use. The high-tech scope can detect heat signatures and other levels of light. It packs a stronger punch and can carry more ammo. Its a mainly a carry gun however it does have legs that can be used for stability with longer shots.
She pulled on a pair of black gloves so she wouldn't bruise up her hands like last time.
"Coming up on the drop zone cap," One of the STRIKE agents says. y/n was stood by Nat, waiting for her queue with her sniper rifle in hand.
"you know, if you ask Kristen out from statistics, she would probably say yes," Nat states, y/n rolls her eyes at this with a giggle. Natasha trying to set up Cap at any moment was funny but she feared for when Nat turned to try to set y/n up.
"That's why I don't ask" Cap responds in a louder voice as he gets nearer to the back of the jet, the wind muffling his voice out slightly.
"To shy or too scared?" y/n interrupts, getting a smile from Nat.
"Too Busy" Cap responds as he walks down the slope before hopping off the end.
y/n lets out a sigh in annoyance, he wasn't wearing a parachute but she knew he could probably take the drop. Reckless as always.
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Heartworm
Fanfictiony/n, an assassin for hire ends up being taken by S.H.E.I.L.D and given another chance by Fury to become a better person. She's put on the avenger's team to give back to the people she was supposedly taking from and ends up making a few friends. Tho...
