Cornelia Street - Avengers

Fort Meade and Zola

"You were running through me like water. Now the feeling's leaving me dry. These days we couldn't be farther. So how's it feel to be on the other side?"

24-Hours-Prior

(Running Up That Hill, Kate Bush)

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"The drive has a Level Six homing program," Lucia informed Steve, as the pair stood in the uncomfortably busy Apple Store, both in disguise. "As soon as we boot it up, SHIELD will know exactly where we are."

She stood in ripped denim jeans, white Converse and a zip-up black hood, with her most identifiable feature half-concealed by a beanie. Steve glanced around warily as they tried to figure out what exactly was on the more encrypted files, the ones even she couldn't access. The blond adjusted the glasses on his face, keeping his gaze on high alert.

"How much time will we have?" Steve asked her, leaning his hand on the desk to her left, essentially caging her in to avoid onlookers.

"About nine minutes from... now," she plugged the flash drive into the computer, watching at what it pulled up. "The drive's protected by some sort of AI. Meaning it keeps rewriting itself to counter my commands."

"Can you override it?"

"Of course, I can. I'm a genius," the redhead frowned, "Though from the looks of it, I think I might only be able to find where the drive came from."

"Can I help you guys with anything?"

They both immediately looked up to find a male employee, with long greasy blond hair, approaching them with a widened smile.

"Oh," Lucia instantly feigned a grin, moving to wrap her arm around Steve's arm, and pressing her cheek against it. She wasn't tall enough to rest her chin on his shoulder, but she was close enough to make her lie look real. "My fiancée and I were just looking at honeymoon destinations."

"Right," Steve nodded nervously, his left hand meeting her waist, taking her a little off-guard. "We're getting married."

The employees face brightened, "Where were you guys thinking about going?"

Steve looked back at the computer screen as she moved back to continue working, making the destination pop up, "New Jersey."

"Oh," the stranger huffed, before pausing, watching Steve closely, "I have the exact same glasses."

Lucia continued typing, "Woah. You two are practically twins."

"Yeah, I wish. Specimen," he chuckled, eyeing Steve up and down, "But if you both need anything else, I am Aaron."

Lucia cocked an eyebrow at Steve, the second the man left them alone. "New Jersey? You know it?"

"Come on," he said, pushing for her to hurry up with getting the exact coordinates. "I used to know it. Let's go."

He grabbed her hand, taking the drive out with the other as he led them both out of the store, stealthily examining their surroundings. "Standard tac team, two behind, two across and two coming straight at us. If they make us, I'll engage, you hit the south escalator to the metro-"

"Pretend you're laughing at something I said," Lucia ordered him, guiding his arm up to wrap carefully around her shoulders, tucking herself into his side.

He frowned, "What?"

"Do it," she said sternly, leaving no room for questions before they both broke out into a light-hearted chuckle, just as the two men headed straight towards them and walked right past.