Brooklyn baby - Steve Rogers x male oc

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March 8, 2016

Searching for Crossbones was one of the most difficult things Steve had ever done. Steve knew that the man planned ahead, but the blond was confident that today would be the day his acts of terrorism we're finally put to rest.

Henry and Steve watched carefully over the Avengers in disguise, trying to figure out the next move.

"All right, what do you see?" Steve asked Wanda as she tried to act as normal as she could.

"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." Wanda answered, glancing around.

"There's an ATM in the south corner, which means..." Steve trailed off.

"Cameras." Wanda finished for him.

"Both cross streets are one way." Steve added, peering out the window.

"So, compromised escape routes."

"Means your guy doesn't care about being seen, he isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out." Henry said, catching the look of pride that passed Steve's face making him smile. "You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?"

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute." Wanda answered.

"It's also bulletproof, which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us." Natasha said.

"You guys know me and Henry can move things with our mind, right?" Wanda said.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature." Natasha said as the two women glanced at each other.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" Sam asked as he walked along the rooftop.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" Natasha said.

"Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in 6 months. I don't want to lose him." Steve said, trying to keep the two on topic.

"If he sees us coming that won't be a problem. He kind of hates us." Sam said as he stopped at his point.

Steve feel a pat on his shoulder and looked to where Henry is pointing, he moved over to the other window, looking out and seeing a garbage truck pushing its way through the traffic with no regard to pedestrians or vehicle.

"Sam, see that garbage truck? Tag it." Steve said, feeling the coldness on his back, telling him that Henry is standing close behind him.

"That truck's loaded for max weight. And the driver's armed." Sam replied as his drone scoped the vehicle.

"It's a battering ram." Natasha said.

"Go now." Steve ordered.

"What?" Wanda almost choked on her drink.

"He's not hitting the police." Henry muttered, sharing a worried look with Steve.

Wordlessly, the pair race out the building towards the Institute for Infectious Diseases. Sam picked up Steve along the way while Henry shot up into the sky.

"Steve, I'm counting 7 hostiles outside, more inside the building. I'll work with getting the workers out safely, the rest of you take out the hostiles." Henry said, crashing in through the window of the second floor. Each level from what he could tell had just began to be filled with poisonous gas, which luckily, Henry was immune to because of his healing factor.

"Body armor, AR15s. 7 hostiles just as Henry said."

"I make 5." Sam said as Henry used his power to moved the people out of the building.