King of Hearts (A Steve Rogers x Reader Fic)

Chapter Eighteen

"That's the building we have to scout? Are we sure it's not one of Stark's, it looks like one of his ugly ass towers." Natasha chuckled, loading her gun quietly and holstering it on her thigh. They were hiding in a bush near the front door of a large tower, the building looking odd in the middle of the abandoned street. It had to be at least fifty stories high. Sam, Steve and Bucky were on the roof, waiting for someone to let them in.

"Definitely one of HYDRA's, YN." Clint slid over to her side, nodding toward the entrance where three armed operatives walked out with large boxes in their arms, осторожность: взрывчатый written along the side.

"What does that say?" YN whispered, looking toward her female friend.

"There's explosives in the boxes." Natasha said, furrowing her brows. "They're planning something." YN widened her eyes, swallowing thickly.

"We need to get in there and get Rumlow's whereabouts. If he gets away again, who knows when we'll find him, or if we will." YN whispered quickly, pressing her nails into her palms.

"Calm down, we'll get him. By the looks of it, they haven't set the bombs up yet. We have time." Clint replied quietly, placing a hand on YN's shoulder. She nodded, clenching her teeth.

"Okay, put these on." Natasha handed Clint and YN a helmet and glasses, the two slipping them on their heads silently. "After the next entry, we are going to slide up behind and move in under the pretense we're HYDRA. You two need to get to the sixteenth level, that's where Rumlow has been spotted previously. I'll head up and let in the others. Clear?" Clint and YN nodded, watching Natasha slide her own helmet on.

"Okay, on my signal." YN whispered, holding up her hand in a fist. "Let's move." They rushed out of their spots, saddling up a few feet behind the real agents, YN grabbing the door before it could slip back into place. Poking her head in and signaling the coast was clear, they entered, holding a formation as the three of them moved down the hall.

YN couldn't believe how empty the building was, they passed a few agents that were too focused on not dropping the boxes to notice the intruders. They walked into an elevator, noticing the key pad to allow the selection of another floor.

"Fuck." YN whispered. "Can you crack it?" She whispered to Natasha who nodded, motioning for YN and Clint to stand watch. Doing so, YN noticed a rather large man walking toward them, YN's bottom lip pulling into her mouth nervously.

"Hey, what are you doing? This floor isn't cleared yet." His low voice asked, looking between YN and Clint, trying to see what was going on in the elevator.

"We have orders to start on the next floor." Clint responded, calm and relaxed as he spoke to the intimidating HYDRA agent.

"From who? I give the orders." YN closed her eyes, releasing a breath.

"Rumlow." YN said, cocking her head slightly. "You want to go against his word?" The man narrowed his eyes, stepping forward to run his eyes over YN's small form.

"Take off your helmet." He sneered, YN swallowed quickly, squaring her shoulders. "Hey." He said, leaning over to grab her shoulder. "You hear me? Take off your helmet."

YN shook her head and chuckled, dipping her hand into her pocket slyly. "I wish you had of kept walking, man." She whispered, grabbing the man's wrist and using her other hand to lift a needle and ramming it into his forearm.

The agent fell forward unexpectedly, making YN take his weight and fall back into the elevator. YN looked to the side, spotting Natasha smiling at her.

"I'm done." The red head smiled, holding up a thumbs up.

"That's great, Romanoff." YN replied sarcastically. "Now can one of you get this mammoth off of me?"

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"Romanoff, are you in?" Steve called into his comms, biting his lip when got no response. "YN, Barton?" Sighing, Steve rolled his shoulders.

"Give her a minute, man. She'll get here." Steve nodded, staring at the door Natasha was supposed to have come through a little over five minutes ago.

After another silent minute, Natasha swung the door open, leading the three men to take in a relieve breath. "What?" She smirked, crossing her arms. "Don't tell me you got worried?" The boys shook their head, following the red head down a few flights of stairs. "YN and Clint are on level sixteen, scouting out the level for Rumlow or evidence of his location."

Making their way downstairs toward YN and Clint's location, Steve noticed something on level nineteen. "Wait. What's that?" Steve nodded toward the middle of the floor, where a large box sat, similar to the one YN had noticed earlier.

"Shit." Natasha whispered, scrunching up her face.

"What? What is it?" Sam asked, looking at Natasha with concern.

"Explosives. They're blowing the place up." Steve's stared in shock, as did the other two men. Natasha slinked over to the side of the bomb, not getting to close in fear of triggering it. "We have fifteen minutes." She whispered, biting her lip as she used the Stark technology in her phone to link it to the timer that was quickly ticking down. "We've gotta get Clint and YN and get out of here." They all agreed, taking two steps at a time as they descended the staircase.

Slamming the door open, Steve barreled in, stopping when he noticed a pile of unconscious men on the ground. They didn't stop for long as the sound of gun shots sounded down the hall. Fear dropped in Steve's stomach, his tongue catching between his teeth to stop them worrying at his lip.

Racing down the hall, Steve rounded the corner, slinging his shield into an oncoming agent. "Nice of you to show up!" YN yelled from her place behind an upturned desk, where she had occasionally been peeking around it to shoot at her offenders. Clint was resting against the wooden surface, grimacing whilst holding his leg.

"What happened?" Natasha asked, slipping in front of Steve where they hovered around a corner, hidden from the offending agent's line of sight.

"Clint has two bullet wounds to his upper thigh, he needs to get to a hospital." Natasha nodded, typing something out on her cell. "Rumlow is making his way back to New York, he's going to try and sabotage a council meeting at the Pentagon. Someone needs to alert Stark, now!" Natasha was already bringing the phone to her ear, lifting her gun and letting a few bullets fly into an approaching man's leg as she fell to the back of the pack.

"We need to get Clint across. Can you stand?" He asked the fallen bowman, whom shook his head in shame. "It's alright. YN cover me." Nodding, YN lifted herself from the floor, raising her gun and firing it several times as Steve sprinted to their side, shield raised to protect him from the incoming lead.

"Back entrance is clear, all we have to worry about is those two doors!" Sam yelled over the constant noise of gunfire, out of breath as he returned with Bucky.

"Okay, I'm going to come across with Barton, you two take him to the rendezvous point, this building is set to blow in under seven minutes." YN blinked in astonishment.

"They're blowing it up?" Steve nodded, signaling the young woman to cover him again. As Steve raced Clint over to Sam and Bucky, a large explosion was fired toward YN, sending the table flying backward, collecting the woman along the way.

"Shit, YN!" Sam shouted, trying to see where she went through the debris.

"Take Barton, I'll find her and we'll be right behind you. If you find Nat, take her too." Bucky looked up, worry etching into his expression. "Go, Buck. we'll be fine." Bucky nodded reluctantly, hoisting Clint's arm over his shoulder and helping Sam drag him away. Steve peaked around the corner, quickly bouncing back when shots were aimed at his uncovered face. "YN?" He called, squatting in his position to try and locate her.

"Yeah, I'm good." She muttered, not moving in fear the agents would open fire on her position. "I need some cover. Can you see how many are there?"

"About fifteen, they won't hang back long, there are more coming through the door now." Steve placed his shield on his arm, lifting it for cover. "Are you ready?" YN responded positively, letting Steve know she'll be ready. "I'll grab you and get to the other side, we need to get out of here quick." YN nodded, feeling her thighs to make sure she had her weapons.

"Okay, good to go."