Steve expected to see so many things on the other side of the door.
From a torture room to a sex chamber, he didn't know what they would find.
But he didn't think it would be this.
The back room was filled with guns even a quick glance around the room showed Steve pistols and rifles and grenades and shotguns and missiles.
Fucking missiles!
"Guys? What did you find in there? Steve same can you hear us?" Bucky was talking in Steve's ear and it's all that made him snap out of it "yeah it's. Shit buck, it's not good" he said.
Stepping slowly into the room he looked at the crates looking in them but not daring to touch them in case they were rigged "its guns, a lot of guns" Sam said when Clint asked what he meant.
"Who would need this much ammunition?" Sam asked looking at everything spread around the room "shit boss, what did we stumble onto here?" he asked making Steve look at him "something a whole lot bigger than we thought"
Steve nodded toured the money on a nearby table "we take that and we get the fuck out of here"
"yeah no shit" Sam moved to the table and started placing the cash into his bag, Steve was looking at a shipping label on one of the boxes when suddenly something buzzed loudly in the silence.
He and Sam both froze for a moment before it happened again and Sam looked at him "what is that?"
Steve reached into his back pocket and fished out his phone, which was vibrating insistently "my phone?" he said almost like a question "didn't you turn that off?" Sam sounded aggravated but Steve barely paid it any attention, to confused to notice.
"Yes I did," he said and unlocked the screen "what is it?" Clint asked curiously "it's a message" now Steve was confused, there was no number no contact and the message opened immediately so he could read it.
Which he did.
Twice.
"from who and can it wait" Bucky asked as Steve read it a third time just to make sure "we need to get out of here, now" he said turning toured the door "what is it?" Sam asked and Steve stopped just long enough to let the man read it.
It was a simple message but made the man's eyes widen, all it said was 'Cops almost there. Get out'
Sam cursed and moved toured the door "Clint move now" Steve ordered and moved toured the door with Sam but the reflection of lights made him grab his friend by the hood and pull.
Cursing under his breath Steve moved quickly to the back room again, ignoring all of the guns in exchange for the very back door.
He opened it out into the alley behind the shop and glanced at Sam once before pulling up the hood on his hoodie and moving out into the alley.
Glancing to the right he saw a brick wall too large to scale, to the left passed several dumpsters a cop car drove by increasingly slow.
He didn't like his options either way but they didn't have much of a choice.
Moving slowly and staying with the edge of the buildings he started toured the alley entrance only to duck behind one of the dumpsters when a cop car stopped right in the mouth of it.
Looking around the corner of the smelly blue bin, he found more than one car; he saw three more before he ducked behind the dumpster again.
"What are our options?" Sam asked as Steve let his head thunk against the wall "I'd say five to ten" Steve couldn't help saying even though it made Sam glare at him.
Suddenly his phone buzzed again, quieter than the time before but enough to make him jolt before he reached down and pulled it out to look at the message, it said 'on my mark. Run.'
"Are we really going to trust this guy?" Sam asked reading over his shoulder "do we have any other choice at the moment?" Steve questioned typing out a response of 'what are you going to do?'
'Create a distraction' "well" Sam said and leaned back "that sounds promising" Steve glanced at the man then heard a beeping sound.
He recognized it as one of the cop's radios but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
Glancing around the dumpster again, he watched as two cops ran to the car parked in the alley and got in, firing it up and almost blinding him with the headlights before they were rushing out of the alley.
'Go' his phone said and he glanced at Sam who gave him a strained look before he started running.
Tony was sitting at the very back counsel in the library, when the on duty librarian walked behind him, obviously looking at the screen, as the gossips of the school were wont to do, all the woman saw was him playing galaga.
Of course once she walked away he tapped a couple of keys and the screen turned black again, once green now blue text scrolling by and a small video feed playing at the top corner.
The picture was grainy and blurry from the flashing lights but he still saw two figures run from the mouth of an alley, across the street and into another alley.
He tapped the tab button on the keyboard and the video feed shifted to the mouth of another alley.
Tony waited, watched, and then smiled as two men slowly stepped out of it and into the back of a waiting van.
With his lips twitching up at the sides, he pressed three keys at the same time and reset the computer.
Standing up from his seat, he stretched his back and heard something pop before sighing in pleasure and reaching out to grab his bag.
Swinging it up over his shoulder, he left the library and then the school and started walking in the general direction of his house.
After a few minutes, he stopped and pulled his bag out in front of himself to look inside of it because he noticed it felt really, well, light compared to normal.
Then he groaned and took a left instead of a right, walking now toured Steve's apartment.
And his fucking computer.
Maybe he would be lucky and Steve wouldn't be there yet, that way he could just slip in grab it off the couch and then disappear and go home.
He rather missed his own bed, a little bit.
well, kind of.