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"Hey, Becky! Could use a hand here!" Stephanie pants into her communications to her best friend and partner. She adjusts her helmet more firmly on her head and whips her shield at a Hydra goon.

"Give me a second, will ya?" Becky huffs, aiming her rifle shooting at a Hydra goon who was sneaking up on Steph. The two were on a paired mission together by Fury who assigned it. Becky's metal arm clicks against the metal of the gun as she peers through the eyepiece and aims carefully. She pulls the trigger and it goes through a Hydra agent's back, out through his chest.

"You haven't died without me, have you?" Becky hums, she shoulders her rifle and takes a running leap across a gap between two rooftops.

"Not yet." Steph replies, ducking a kick and pushing forward with her shield, shoving her opponent off the roof with it. Becky lands beside her, turns and shoots one in the face, her face remains emotionless as they crumple to the rooftop with a spray of blood. Steph sees an agent trying to shoot Becky, she run forwards and jumps in front with her shield, covering her body and Becky's.

Becky grabs one by the throat and snaps their neck, Steph kicks one off the roof.

"We nearly done-" Steph begins but is abruptly cut off as she's kicked in the gut and tumbles towards the edge.

"Steph!" Becky shouts, darting forward. Stephanie was clinging by her fingers to the rooftop. Someone shoots at Becky and she ducks low to the ground, flattening down.

"Grab my hand!" Becky shouts, reaching down to her. Steph reaches up and their fingers just barely touch before Steph's eyes widen as her fingers slip. She screams as she falls but whips her shield out and tucks her body beneath it, waiting for impact. Becky watches, horrified, as Steph plummets to the ground like a rock.

Becky pulls back before anything happens, she slowly turns to glare at those remaining. Her glare was murderous, and she was breathing heavily. She mutters something in Russian before shouting at them in Russian, grabbing a pistol and putting bullets through their eyes, foreheads, hearts, mouths, anywhere painful and death-assuring.

Once everyone's dead she hurries as fast as she can down to the ground where she finds Steph, still curled up in her shield.

"Stephanie!" She shouts, panicked, racing to her side. She kneels beside her and rolls her over, Steph's eyes were closed and her blonde hair was splayed over her face.

"C'mon, wake up, wake up." Becky pleads, shaking her. Stephanie shifts slightly and moans, her eyes trying to open. Her whole body gives a jolt then she lies still once more. Becky watches worriedly.

Steph's eyes flicker open and she looked dazed, she couldn't focus her eyes right away but eventually made out the blurry shape of Becky. A dazed smile stretches on her face and she coughs, before closing her eyes again.

"As I was saying, we nearly done this stupid mission?" She whispers quietly, coughing again but smiling a little. Becky gives a small laugh, tears in her eyes.

"You're such a punk, Steph." She whispers, a tear slipping out. Steph sits up with some difficulty and Becky pulls her into her arms, her blue eyes slip shut as her head rests against Becky's shoulder.

"'M sorry." Steph whispers, cringing as her body protests. Her ribs were cracked and one of her legs were broken, but by some miracle that was about it. Becky removes the blonde's helmet and checks her head for injuries, thankfully there weren't many. Just a gash on the side of her head. She rests her cheek on top of her blonde hair and sighs softly, another tear sliding down her face. Steph goes still again, having passed out once more. Becky stays with her until help arrives.

Steph peels her eyes open to see Becky sitting there beside her, holding her hand. Her usually smooth, expressionless face was in a soft smile. Stephanie smiles up at Becky. She was in a hospital bed, and she felt sore, either from the fall or from lack of moving for about a day or two.

"Hey. Glad to see you awake. What do you remember?" Becky asks, her long brown hair in a braid on her left shoulder. Steph shifts and winces a little.

"Last I remember is falling." She frowns, rubbing her face. Becky nods, holding her hand gently and smoothing it with her thumb. Steph closes her eyes and yawns, after a while she falls asleep. Becky stays with her.

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