We knew we couldn't take down Steve and Barnes so we did a little recruiting. Natasha went after T'Challa who wanted Barnes dead anyway. Tony and I flew back to New York. I dropped him off in Queens to pick up someone he knew who he claimed had "talent" and I went back to the compound to get our suits and Rhodey, Wanda, and Vision.

By the time I made it there Wanda was already gone. Clint had shown up and recruited her for Steve's team. I loaded the suits and Vision onto the jet and headed back to Queens with Rhodey for Tony along with a suitcase he had asked me to grab.

The recruit Tony went after wasn't what I expected.

"Dad, he's a kid," I hissed once we were on the jet back to Germany.

"He's gonna be handy. Trust me."

"I'm sorry, do you not remember refusing to let me on the team until I was 23 because you claimed I was too young?"

"This guy is enhanced. All you have is a metal suit."

"That's all you have!" My voice squeaked out. I glanced back at the kid and Rhodey who were both watching on awkwardly. Vision looked confused. I sighed. "I am not babysitting him."

"Relax. We probably won't even need him."

"What's your name again?" I called over my shoulder as I guided the jet through the air.

"Peter," he answered in a meek voice. "Peter Parker, Miss Stark, ma'am."

"Charlie," I replied.

"Miss Charlie," he corrected himself.

"Just Char- Nevermind. What's your deal?"

"He's Spider-Man," Tony explained. "You know. The kid on YouTube."

"No, Dad. You spend way more time looking at memes than me."

"I'm a meme?" Peter asked.

"He has super strength and he climbs walls and shit. He's got these webs he shoots out-"

"Ew."

"It's not gross," Peter argued.

"You shoot out webs like a spider? Please don't tell me they come out of your ass."

Peter started trying to explain his webbing to me while Tony lectured me on being nice to the new kid.

"It's unsanitary," I replied to Tony, ignoring Peter who was still droning on.

"I've got a helicopter at Leipzig Airport that's just been hired to Siberia," Rhodey unformed us.

"They hire a pilot too?" Tony asked.

"Nope. The customer is flying it."

"That's gotta be Rogers. Head that way."

We managed to beat Steve to the airport and Tony pulled some strings and got it evacuated while I parked the quinjet in a hangar. Natasha and T'Challa met us and within 5 minutes we were suited up and waiting for Steve and Barnes to show. Their helicopter sat gleaming on the runway as our bait.

The moment Steve showed up alone on the runway Tony met him and disabled the helicopter. I waited back to see if Barnes or Sam made a move.

Our entire team now stood on the runway in front of Steve except for me. I had FRIDAY running scans of the airport for lifeforms.

"You've been busy," I heard Steve say through the headset.

"And you've been a complete idiot," Tony snarled back. "I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed."

"Lifeforms detected in the upper terminal," FRIDAY announced showing me a visual.

"I found Sam and Barnes. They're in the upper terminal. I'm going in," I announced to the team before taking off towards the terminal.

"Barnes is mine," I heard T'Challa say. Tony gave out orders to the rest of the team as I blasted through the terminal windows.

"What the hell, Sam?" I said landing in front of the duo and letting back my helmet. "And I thought I was your partner in crime."

"Can't let you take him, Charlie. This is more complicated than you know."

"I'll let you explain it to me as soon as you're restrained."

Sam ran towards me and before we could meet a red blur took out Sam. Barnes and I both watched as Peter swung through the air with Sam and landed on the other side of the terminal.

I heard Barnes mutter, "what the hell?" before I turned back to him.

"Time to go," I informed him raising my repulsors.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't," I replied before reversing the repulsors and dragging him to me by his metal arm. I lowered my helmet back down and moved to grab his right arm with my left but he used his metal arm to twist mine behind my back. I was pushed to my knees in an instant and my arm throbbed even with the suit supporting it.

I engaged the thrusters in my feet and flew backwards knocking him onto his back. My back was to his front and his right arm was wrapped around my shoulders. Alarms sounded in my helmet as he used his metal arm to rip at my suit. I tried rolling away but his grip was too tight.

"Flares!" I announced to FRIDAY and the flares fired off from my suit blinding and distracting the man behind me. I flew to my feet. While he was down, I aimed and fired at him but he blocked it with his left arm and jumped up.

I barely missed a punch aimed for the arc reactor in my chest plate and my next shot was interrupted by Sam who knocked me backwards off the platform. I ignited my thrusters before I hit the ground and flew back to rejoin the fight.

Peter was now sparring off with Barnes but before I could get to him I had to go through Sam.

"Charlie, I don't want to do this," Sam said.

"Alright, turn him over to me and we'll stop."

"It's not that simple."

"Then get your dukes up, Sam." I landed a punch at Sam's midsection and when he doubled over sent an elbow to his shoulder, effectively bringing him down. I flew over his form and pulled Barnes by his arm when he reared back to punch Peter. I was about to kick him to the ground when red mist surrounded my suit and I became immobile.

"Dammit, Wanda! Don't!" But it was too late and I was pulled onto the tarmac.

"They're headed towards the quinjet. We gotta cut em off!" Tony said through my headset. I pulled myself up and flew to the center of the lot where each team was gathering across from each other.

"This is gonna end well," Nat muttered to me as we started walking towards each other.

"They're not stopping," Peter said worried as we drew closer.

"Neither are we," Tony said before he took off towards Steve and everyone else ran into the fight.

I caught the car coming towards me in my peripheral and turned in time to blast it away. I tried stunning Wanda but she threw me backwards before I could. I let out a yell when I landed on my injured shoulder.

"You okay?" Sam asked standing over me and offering his hand to help me up.

"Yeah," I said grabbing his arm and throwing him behind me. "Thanks for asking!" He groaned and flipped me off.

"Charlie, get to the quinjet and disable it. They can't take off in it," Tony ordered.

"Got it." I stepped towards the jet and felt an arrow stick in my armor.

"Got to do better than that, Clint," I called to the archer.

"Okay," he replied cheerfully just before the arrow buzzed and my suit began to shut down.

"FRIDAY, open suit!" I called. The suit opened and I slipped out running towards the jet unprotected and unarmed. Nat took out Clint behind me and I entered the cover of the hangar.

I ran up the loading ramp and headed straight to the controls.

"How do I disable it?" I asked with no response. I felt my ear and realized I didn't have an earpiece in. "Shit."

I turned on the control panel and started rooting around the controls.

"FRIDAY I need this jet disabled. Can you help me out?"

"Of course. Do you have the programming code?"

"What? No. It's me. Just shut it down."

"I'm afraid I need to verify the code first, Miss Stark. Would you like me to contact your father for it?"

"Yeah! Do that! Hurry."

"Your father is occupied," FRIDAY said a beat later. I groaned and began reciting codes to FRIDAY that may work.

"Is it my birthday?"

"Negative."

"Dads birthday?"

"Negative."

"42069?"

"Negative."

"Help me out here, FRIDAY."

"Step away from the controls, Charlie," I heard Steve say behind me. I twisted around and faced him. Barnes stood behind him.

"Don't do this Steve."

"I need you to exit the jet."

"I can't do that."

"You're going to fight me?"

"You know I will." I stepped towards Steve and then my whole body tensed as I was stunned. My eyes locked with Bucky's who held the stun gun. I sank to the floor and tried desperately to get my muscles to work.

"Get her off the ship," I heard Steve tell Barnes. Blue eyes appeared in my line of sight and strong arms lifted me off the ground.

"Screw you, Barnes," I managed to bite out. The bastard had the audacity to chuckle. He gently lowered me down on the ground outside and I felt his thumb tenderly trace the stitches in my forearm.

"I'm sorry," he muttered and then he was gone.