𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝
Sam takes out the chopper letting Steve and I get back to helping James. The backpack wearing Super Soldier jumps off the roof and I slap Steve's arm before chasing him again. The cat is ironically right on James' tail while Steve and I are on theirs.
We reach a tunnel and I weave through the cars, running as fast as I can to try and catch up with James, my enhanced speed helping me out. Sirens suddenly blare throughout the tunnel and I turn my head back to see a cop car just behind Steve.
"Stand down!" An officer orders "Stand down!"
Steve throws himself onto the windshield and I start jogging backwards to watch him as he hijacks the car, pulling the officer out and kicking the smashed windshield off. He gets into the driver seat and speeds towards me, making me smirk.
"Catch, Stevie!" I holler before throwing myself at the car.
I land on top of the vehicle, pulling myself forward and slipping into the passenger seat through the windshield as it speeds forwards.
"I haven't ran this much in a while" I breathe out, running my fingers through my strawberry blonde curls.
"That's because you think you're too good to run with me and Sam" Steve sasses me, swerving around civilians.
"That is so untrue" I gasp as a loud thump is heard and I look in the side mirror to see the cat hanging onto the car.
"Then why don't you ever come with us?" Steve asks as I open the sunroof, standing up and pulling out one of my guns.
"Because you both wake up at ridiculous hours of the morning!" I yell, aiming my gun at the cat before firing at him multiple times but his suit seems to be bulletproof.
"5 am isn't even that early!" Steve argues.
"You're insane, Steven!" I retort, pulling the trigger again with a loud frustrated groan "You gotta shake him! His suit it bulletproof!"
Steve abruptly swerves the car to try and shake the cat off but instead of losing them, I end up slamming my ribs against the edge of the sunroof.
"For fuck sake, Steve! Will you be careful?!" I snap at the man.
"First of all, language! Second of all, you told me to shake him!" Steve retorts sassily.
"You didn't shake him! You shook me!" I shriek, slipping back into the passenger seat.
"Sam, we can't shake this guy" Steve declares.
"Right behind you" Sam replies immediately.
Steve slams into one of the many cop cars chasing us to try and get rid of the cat, making me realise just how many cars flashing blue and red are racing after us.
"Come on, pigeon. We don't got all day" I rush the Wilson man.
"Girl, I outta drop your ass in the pacific" Sam retorts.
"You love me too much" I counter, a smirk on my face and Steve shakes his head at me.
"You're delusional, pretty girl" Sam responds.
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