About You

Fight

Steve and I walked fairly quickly down a private runway in the German airport, heading directly towards Stark and Rhodey who both looked very unimpressed to see us.

"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport," Stark remarked before turning to Rhodey, "don't you think that's weird?"

"It's definitely weird," Rhodey agreed.

"Hear me out, Tony," Steve started, holding his shield in front of him, "that doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this."

As I was about to add to Steve's point, I heard movement behind Stark and T'Challa, the newest king of Wakanda appeared.

"Your Highness," Steve mumbled.

"Look," Stark started again, "Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out?"

"Stark you're after the wrong guy," I pushed.

"You should've stayed in the compound," Stark frowned.

"Sorry, I don't take orders from you," I smiled sarcastically.

"Dekta," Natasha interrupted, smiling sadly at me, "you know what's about to happen. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?"

"You haven't left me much choice," I replied harshly.

"I've run out of patience," Stark shouted, "underoos!"

As he shouted, a young boy came swinging down in front of us, taking Steve's shield and landing perfectly on a cargo container.

"Nice landing," I smiled.

"Thanks," the boy glowed, "well, I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just the new suit- it's nothing, Mr Stark. It's- it's perfect. Thank you."

"Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation," Stark sighed.

"Okay," the boy mumbled, "Cap- Captain. Big fan, I'm Spider-Man."

I giggled slightly and then looked over at Stark, narrowing my eyes, "you've been busy."

"And you've been a complete idiot," he shouted back, "Steve, I thought you were better too, dragging in Clint. 'Rescuing' Y/N and Wanda from a place they don't even want to leave, a safe place. I'm trying to keep- I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed Stark," I bit back.

"This is how it's going to go," Stark started again, "you're going to turn Barnes over, you're going to come with us."

I hummed and turned to look at Steve, "ready for this?"

He nodded slowly with a sad smile, "all right ... Lang!"

I smirked as Scott shrunk down and knocked Steve shield out of Spiderman's hands, bringing it back to Steve with a proud smile as he regrew.

"Do you really want to do this?" Stark frowned.

I shrugged my shoulders, "do you?"

"Great," Stark sighed, turning to talk into his coms.

I clocked as Stark flew over to where I knew Wanda was hiding and quickly flew after him, trailing as far behind as I could without him realising, I was following him. Stark stopped as Wanda stood in front of him. He hovered above the ground and sighed.

"Wanda, I think you hurt Vision's feelings," Stark told her.

"You locked us in the compound," she bit back, tilting her head slightly with a smirk.