Cosmic [s.r.]

1:3

(there is a little bit of french in here, the translation will be at the very end)

Nat and I landed next to the Captain as he had just cleaned up a group of security watch guards.

"Look, just ask her out, I'm sure she'll say yes," Nat said to Steve, making me confused.

"Secure the engine room, then find me a date."

"I'm multi-tasking," Nat called out as we jumped over the ledge.

As we arrived at the engine room, Nat motioned for me to take the top and she will take the bottom. I quietly ran up to the top floor and was face to face with a guard who stood in front of the door. He was fairly young and not bad looking.

"Bonjour." I smiled. "Cette forme de travail est trop dangereux pour quelqu'un qui est aussi beau que toi." When I was at S.H.I.E.L.D. I had a lot of time on my hands so becoming familiar with different languages became a talent of mine. Before he could say something in return I kicked him over the ledge, sending him about 5 levels down. 

I opened the door to be met with others but as they charged at me I created a portal and closed it, sending them to some other country or planet.

"Cali, I'll take care of the rest, you focus on getting the information," Nat said as she met up with me in the engine room.

"Natasha, what's your status?" Steve asked. "Callisto?"

"Go, I've got it." She rushed me out.

"Natasha?"

"Hang on!" She called as she took on other guards while I made my way to the database room.

"Engine room secure."

"On my mark," Steve said over the comms as I typed away at the computer, searching through files. "Three...two, one."

"Romanoff and Callisto missed the rendezvous point, Cap," Rumlow spoke up. Shit. "Hostiles are still in play."

"Cali, Batroc's on the move," Steve spoke through my earpiece. "Circle back to Rumlow and protect the hostages. Cali."

"Ignore it. You're doing great." She said as she walked in, making sure I was collecting the right information.

"Steve's gonna hate me," I muttered, adding another file.

"He'll get over it." She shrugged. 

Just then Steve and Batroc knocked the door down, causing the two of us to look over. "Just keep going, I'll deal with him." I nodded as she made her way over to Steve. "Well, this is awkward." She stated.

"What are you doing?" He asked me. "What is she doing?" He then asked Natasha as I continued to type away.

"Backing up the hard drive. It's a good habit to get into." Nat answered for me.

"Rumlow needed your guys' help. What the hell are you doing here?" He asked. I hate this so much.

"Saving S.H.I.E.L.D. intel." I mustered up. "Or whatever I can get my hands on before we have to bolt."

"Our mission is to rescue hostages," Steve spoke up.

"No, that's your mission, and you've done it beautifully. Her mission is this, and I am her supervisor." Nat stood with her arms crossed as I saved the information and removed the USB stick.

"You realize you just jeopardized this whole operation," Steve said to us and I felt myself sink in my spot.

"I think that's overstating things." Nat rolled her eyes.

Everything then happened so fast. Batroc stood up and threw a grenade. Steve knocked it with his shield and grabbed Nat and I. We jumped through the office window and glass shattered everywhere. The explosion caused Steve to lose his grip on me and I smacked my head on the desk in the little room.

"Okay. That one's on me." Natasha said as Steve got up and helped me up.

"You're damn right." He grumbled. I had one arm around his shoulder as I limped out, Natasha soon behind us.

1. Bonjour = Hello/Hi

2. Cette forme de travail est trop dangereux pour quelqu'un qui est aussi beau que toi. = This type of work is too dangerous for someone who is as handsome as you