𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃| 𝐒. 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 |

four

Steve looks down at the ground, knowing that the Maximoff sisters are right. He of all people should know just how far Tony would go to make things right, which is what caused the accidental creation of Ultron in the first place. 

"You can't let him get that cradle." Milana steps towards Steve, looking at him with pleading eyes. "If anything, you can get it back to Helen, the person who made it. She's hurt, but she can destroy it."

"I think you might be right." Steve exhales. "Damn it, Stark."

"So, are we going?" Milana tilts her head, folding her arms. "Or are you going to keep cursing at hum under your breath?"

The solider chuckles at Milana's words, looking up at her with a playful glint in his eyes. "We can go. But we're going to need to be quick, Barton's probably almost at the tower by now."

"I am quick." Pietro announces, standing up. "I can take us."

"...All of us?" Wanda asks her brother, gesturing at the 240-pound super solider next to them. "Brother, I know you're strong but-"

Pietro sizes Steve up. "But nothing. He looks light, I can do it. And we'll be in New York in around five or so minutes."

"If we're going to do this..." Steve looks around at the siblings sternly. "You all have to promise me that there'll be no funny business. Once you step into the tower, you're on our side. There's no switching back and forth anymore, you're either with us, or against us."

Milana nods. "We're with you. Well, I'm with you. I don't want to make decisions for my siblings anymore."

Wanda takes hold of her sister's hand. "And we're with you, Milly."

"Good, now that we've cleared all of that up." Pietro clears his throat, rubbing his hands. "Everybody board me."

The sisters giggle, each of them being lifted up by Pietro's strong arms. The speedster looks to Steve with a knowing look, turning around to give Steve his back. 

"You know what you have to do, Mr America." He taunts, leaning over slightly. "Hop on."

Steve winces, not really all that willing to jump on another man's back for a ride. "Are you sure there's no other alternative?"

"If you like, Pietro can take us to New York and we stop Stark," Milana speaks, holding onto her brother's bicep. "And you can walk. You're quick, I'm sure you'll be there within the year."

Steve may not like the idea of jumping on Pietro's back for a piggyback, but he sure as hell doesn't like the idea of walking from Korea to New York. Knowing he doesn't really have any other choice, he hops onto Pietro's back. 

The speedster curses in Sokovian, almost falling over when the solider mounts him. "What did you eat for breakfast this morning? Goodness me."

"If you can't do it-" Wanda starts.

"No, no." Pietro straightens himself up. "I can do this."

-

Around fifteen minutes later, the four heroes finally make it to the Avengers Tower in New York. It would've taken them much quicker to get there, given just how fast the Maximoff boy is, but he insisted on stopping in different countries to give his back a break. 

Milana and her siblings look around at the city, and up at the building in awe. They've been all over the world at this point, and yet they haven't seen anything as beautiful as the city they're in currently. 

"This is..." Milana starts, the city lights around her making her eyes glow. 

"You're liking New York so far?" Steve asks her, smiling at her reaction, feeling a sense of pride. "I can give you a tour later on, if you'd like. Right now, we have to get that cradle."