Avenger Ships

The Fall (Stony)

"We need pick-up in the northeast end of the forest." Natasha said into the comms. "There isn't exactly a landing spot for the jet though."

"I'm on it!" Thor triumphantly announced and shot up into the sky.

"How the hell did you guys get so far away?" Clint wondered aloud as he and Bucky made their way toward the jet. "We're in the middle of the city. The nearest forest isn't even for a couple miles and your on the opposite end."

"We climbed on one of the flying to see if he would lead us to their hide-out - it did. There were about twenty of these...things...in the trees." Steve explained.

Tony piped up next. "On my way Goldilocks."

Steve sighed, but in a fond way. He pressed a button to send their exact coordinates to Tony - something that Thor had failed to wait for.

Thor still found them first though. he gracefully knelt down on one knee and extended his arm for Natasha to be cradled into. "To the jet!'

Natasha winced at the booming yell, but despite her cool facade, the childlike excitement of getting to fly with a God was apparent in her eyes - at least it was to Steve. he grinned and waved as they disappeared past the trees.

"Hey, Cap?"

"Barton."

"We've got a bit of a situation."

Steve braced himself for bad news. With this team, he never knew what was coming. "Bad news" could be anything from a nearly fatal injury to a lost shoe.

"Falcon is down. He took a blow to the right side and it's bleeding pretty bad. He should be fine, but we need to hightail it out of here ASAP. How far out are you? Winter and I have almost got him to the jet."

"Give us two minutes." Natasha responded.

"Less." Thor added.

"I'm still headed toward Steve. It will probably be five till pick-up and six till the jet." Tony's voice sounded apologetic even though he would have no way of going faster.

"Leave us. Fly back as soon as Romanoff and Thor touchdown." Steve spoke in his Captain voice. "We'll figure something out."

"You got it Cap."

In less than ninety seconds, Steve picked up the sound of their jet taking off in the distance. He was concerned for his friend, but had faith in his teammates and the medical team.

Shortly after, he saw a speck of red and gold headed his way. He definitely would've made a joke about his ride being late if he wasn't worried Tony would hear it as criticism.

"So, what's the plan?" He arched an eyebrow toward the suit. "Should I try and rent a car or get a cab? Do you have anything in New Jersey?"

Tony wrinkled his nose in disgust. "In Jersey? Absolutely not. And you really think you're going to take a cab covered in grime, sweat, and alien blood. And in the Captain America suit."

Steve waited for whatever Tony was going to propose. He was ready to shoot it down if it sounded too ridiculous, but honestly, he didn't want to try and get a cab like this either.

"I'll fly you."

"What?"

"Come on. It's not even that far. I've flown you before."

"You've caught me from falling."

"Same thing. Can't a fella fly his best guy to New York?" Tony mimicked Steve when he spoke like it was still the forties. "It'll take thirty minutes tops. And the view is awesome."