Welcome back to my series! For all you who have not read the first ones, I recommend you read them through to understand some things mentioned here. You can find them via my profile :) Here's some short introductions to them

Make You Feel My Love ~Book I~

[Follows the first Avengers movie.] Maria has a secret, a secret which soon is uncovered. As people find out about her true self, she is forced into an entirely new world, finding new friends, new teammates and a very handsome captain. What will happen when a certain God of Mischief is teleported to Earth, bringing with him an army of things no one on Earth had ever thought they would see?

Make You Feel My Love ~Book II~

[Follows the Winter Soldier movie] With SHIELD's corruption slowly being revealed, Maria slowly finds out new things about her past, both horrible and shocking ones. Steve struggles to grasp the fact that Hydra is back while Maria struggles to keep their relationship working.

Make You Feel My Love ~Book III~

[Follows the Age of Ultron movie] With SHIELD gone and the new Avenger's Tower up and running, everything seems to be running smoothly. Though when Thor comes back, asking his team for help to find the missing scepter of Loki, will everything simply have been a "calm before the storm"? And what will happen when the Avengers have to battle their deepest and darkest fears?

For all those who have read the other stories and are still following this, thank you so much! Means a lot to me that you have followed this for so long. I will try to make this better than, say, the second "book"... 'Cause honestly, that was pretty bad. Now, let's start with Civil War, shall we?

Disclaimer: I do not own Civil War or any other Marvel characters in this story. All I own is the story I've come up with and my own characters.

Chapter 1

The wind was softly blowing through her hair. Her heartbeat was calm and steady, and her chin was held high as she stood watching the men she had been training for the past six months succeed on their very first mission as a team. She a soft smile on her lips, happy that they were succeeding and also doing so very well.

"Not a single kill yet," said Logan from next to her as he lazily sat down at the edge of the rooftop they were standing on, his legs dangling over the edge while he lighted a cigar of his.

"That's how it's supposed to be," said Maria with a smile.

"They're taking out criminals. Thugs. An accident here and there isn't so bad, ya know," he replied back, glancing over at her once.

Maria sighed, shivering slightly from the cold winter breeze touching her skin. "They used to be assassins. I understand that accidents happen when you're fighting thugs. God knows those accidents have happened to me. But there's a difference between killing Chitauri or murderous robots and killing humans."

"Even if they're Hydra?" asked Logan. "The same Hydra who literally took your father away from you and destroyed your life?"

"Thanks for reminding me, you're a great friend," she replied sarcastically before sighing. "As I said, accidents do happen."

Logan chuckled; "You just want them to be accidents and nothing else."

"I realize I sound like a hypocrite. I've got a sword. It hurts. A lot. But… Killing is never right," she said.

"Nope," said Logan, breathing out some smoke that sailed away up above his head and disappeared into the night-sky. "But we're heroes. It's okay when we do it."

"Some day, people aren't going to think it's okay anymore… I don't even want to think about what will happen then…"

She could basically hear Logan roll his eyes at her words. He was not as superstitious as she was. Or at least, he did not care. Albeit it was not the best of qualities in a man or a friend, Logan had been there for her through a lot and he had helped her the past six months – not only with trying to get her father's old crew to turn away from the life they had chosen, but also with helping Maria train and understand her own powers better. The past six months had been hard on her, and Logan had stayed with her until the end which she was grateful for. It meant not only that she had gotten a new friend, but also that his rather lay-back and 'I don't care about anything' personality did not bother her as she knew that he, deep down, truly was a good man. And she looked up to him.

"We've got company…" mumbled Logan in an almost growl-like voice.

"I see the gig has already been taken care of?"

The voice caused Maria to jump slightly before she turned around. Much to her dismay, Matt was standing there wearing his Daredevil suit and a soft smile on his lips. Her heart was no longer beating steadily.

"Matt," she greeted simply.

"No hug? We haven't met for over six months! The last time I met you, you had just woken up from being dead… I was worried about you," said Matt simply.

"Thank you. But I'm fine," said Maria shortly.

Matt did not seem to get fazed by her strict voice and beating heart. Instead he walked over to her, casually standing next to her. The two looked out over Hell's Kitchen's harbour where three of Maria's men were chasing down a couple of the fleeing thugs. The others gathering the rest whom they had bound up against a couple of crates, preparing them for the cops to take in once they were called.

"Who are they?"

"My father left behind some messes," said Maria. "He wanted me to take care of it. And I did. With the help of my friend, Logan."

Said man stood up from where he had been standing, continuing to puff on his cigar. He made no move to greet Matt or say anything at all. All he did, was stand by the edge of the roof and stare at Matt. His eyes were illuminated by his cigar's burning end each time Logan inhaled more of its smoke. Maria could clearly see the hostility in Logan's eyes and even though Matt could not see that, she was sure he could feel it.

"They used to be thugs? And now they're hunting down thugs… That's quite impressive," said Matt with a nod of his head and soft smile.

"Turns out that when I have a strong and powerful man standing next to me and my father's blood running through my veins, I can convince certain people to change their lives… Though not everyone," she said. "Some had to be… Left behind."

"Prison?"

"Sort of…"

"Ma'am? We've got them all."

Maria smiled, pressing a finger to her earpiece; "Good job boys. Harry, call the cops and meet us back at the base."

"Yes, ma'am."

She turned her head to Matt, "No need for Daredevil tonight."

"You know, I could help," said Matt.

"No, that won't be necessary," she replied quickly. "They need to learn to be able to handle themselves. I won't be around forever."

"You leaving again?"

Maria exchanged a look with Logan; "I have to go where I am needed… And right now, my team needs me."

"Your team being the Avengers, of course," deduced Matt, nodding his head.

"And Steve…" whispered Maria, her heartbeat raising as she thought of him.

Logan smirked, though his smirk died down as his eyes looked over at Matt again.

"If you ever need someplace to sleep or relax a bit, my door's always open for you."

I love you…

"I bet it is," mumbled Maria, turning around and beginning to walk away from Matt, Logan following her.

"Maria?"

She stopped, turning her head only slightly to indicate to him that she was listening.

"I ruined our friendship, didn't I?"

Logan took a step forwards, appearing next to her. It hurt her to think about it as she knew it was a bit ridiculous to break a friendship, especially a friendship that had given her so much, just over three words said to her when he thought she was dead. Though she felt it impossible to be friends with someone who wanted more than friendship. Especially when her heart belonged to someone else… Especially when her heart held a bit of love for Matt as well.

"Yes…" she breathed, Logan grabbing her hand for support. "You did."

Maria and Logan neared a little shop in the outskirts of Hell's Kitchen. It sold handbags and other little trinkets. The streets were empty and only the faint sound of a dog barking in one of the apartments could be heard. Moonlight shone down over Hell's Kitchen and all was calm. So when two strangely dressed (and armoured in Maria's case) people entered the handbag shop with the sign 'closed' hanging on the door, no one noticed it. A man was standing behind the counter, looking uttermost bored.

"Sorry folks, we don't sell to strange folks," the man said, a smirk on his lips as he straightened his back.

"Shut up Harry," growled Logan while Maria simply smiled.

"Took ya long enough," said Harry, rolling his eyes at Logan before looking at Maria. "Did something get in the way?"

"Just an old friend," said Maria, walking past the counter and opening a door signed 'employees only', Logan and Harry following her.

Behind the door was a small storage room filled with shelves holding stored items to sell along with boxes holding unknown items. Maria, Logan and Harry walked past those shelves towards the back of the room where a small, hidden staircase existed. It was small, so both Logan and Harry had troubles going down it. Though Maria could slip down it easily, much to her delight. There was at least one good thing with being a bit underweight.

Everything was different downstairs. To the left, multiple beds were stood against the wall while there to the right existed an entire training area. There had not been much space to do anything with, hence why the beds were all in the same room as the training gear was, though it was enough for the new team, for now. Harry placed himself amongst the rest, five strongly built men. Two of which had tattoos all over their bodies and during their training sessions, Maria had seen that they both had Hydra's mark tattooed in their neck. Though none of them were a part of Hydra anymore. Those who were had been sent away to the same prison Maria's father was currently held in.

"So, how did we do?" asked Harry, the informal leader of the group as he joined the others, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You did great," smiled Maria, her smile growing wider as she saw the slightly hesitate and joyous smiles from the grown men in front of her.

Logan clasped his hand onto her shoulder; "Six months ago, these men would have still been out on the streets, selling drugs and women. You've changed them."

"I'm glad I could. The world can never have enough heroes," smiled Maria, glancing at the men.

"What will happen now?" asked Harry.

"Now, this place will be yours. I leave Hell's Kitchen in your capable hands," said Maria, walking over to Harry and placing a hand on his shoulder. "If ever you need my help, or if there is something strange going on – do not hesitate to call me."

Harry nodded his head, placing his hand over hers on his shoulder. "Where will you go?"

Maria glanced back at Logan who nodded his head at her, encouraging her to truly go through with what she had been avoiding for the past six months.

"I will go home."