(I'm re doing this story, the old one is gone)
Y/N Romanoff is the baby sister of Natasha and Yelena. (You are the Natasha's blood sister. But blood doesn't always make a family!)
You were taken away from your parents when you were five, Yelena was...
After the events of New York, I had gone back home to D.C. doing more missions with Nat...Steve Rogers eventually moved here and joined us.
I would never admit it but I eventually visited the Smithsonian and saw the Captain America exhibit. It was nice to know him more.
Nick eventually decided to split Nat and I up on missions. Right now she is in Russia, she's going to be there for three weeks. I was left to stay with creepy Rumlow, the Strike Team, and Steve.
Nick informed me of a new mission and gave me my job, I had to get Steve and bring him back to shield. I send him a quick text and speed through the busy streets, I quickly pull up to the curb that I told him to meet me at and roll down the passenger side window.
"Hey, fellas. Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil." I say to Steve and another man.
Steve smiles at me, "That's hilarious." He gets in.
The other man squats down and smirks, "How you doing?"
"Hey." I smirk, biting my lip.
"Can't run everywhere." Steve shrugs.
"No, you can't."
I quickly drive off, "Where we goin now?"
"We'll tell you on the Jet." I quickly turn.
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After suiting up, we step into the Jet with the rest of the Strike team.
After a couple hours Steve approaches me, "You should really invest in a stealth suit." Steve chuckles as he puts his shield on his back.
"Nick knows that this is the only suit I'll work in." I look up at him, "Besides....I don't need a dark suit to sneak around."
"Damn right." Rumlow points at me. "She's always sneaking up on us."
I roll my eyes, "Никто не разговаривает с тобой, говнюк." (No one is talking to you dipshit.)
"What's that mean? Sound sexy." Rumlow jokes.
"It's a secret." I turn as we all gather together.
"The target is a mobile satellite launch platform: The Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them, 93 minutes ago."
"Any demands?" Steve asks.
"A billion and a half."
"Why so steep?" Steve asks.
"Because it Shield's."
"So it's not off-course, it's trespassing." Steve nods.
