So I didn't have a lot of time to write, but I wanted to get this chapter out. So that's why it's shorter. And because it's more of a filler. I promise the next couple chapters will be longer. They also happen to be the last couple chapters of this installment.

LianaDare8: Don't worry, Phil won't die again!

Arrows the Wolf: That would honestly be one epic battle haha.

Lena Sauran: Don't worry, he won't die!

Justasmalltowngirl2713: That would be so great if you guys actually walked into each other omg. I couldn't help myself with the Nicholas Cage stuff. I wish I would've had Clint find the training room turned into a nest or something.

Ms. Smooth Criminal: I hate those videos too. I'm pretty immune to them now, but I was like nine the first time I watched one and I actually started crying 'cause it scared me so bad haha. I feel so bad for Bruce. I hate how stubborn he is with the Hulk and how he's convinced he'll hurt someone. Haha, I promise you there will be Phil/Stephen bromance moments in the next installment. Don't worry, he won't die. I couldn't do that to him. But I'm not saying that no one will die in this installment...

Itsgoose2u: Thanks! I honestly picture Gwen walking around like a ninja trying to avoid being pranked hah.


Chapter Twenty-Eight

It was after dinner that Gwen saw Steve wander into her office. She was still too focused on finding footage that showed the Goblin to truly acknowledge him. Nevertheless, she wasn't so incredibly focused on her work at this moment that she could ignore him when he sat down in an extra chair and started spinning in it as though he were extremely bored.

"Does mommy need to get you a coloring book?" asked Gwen mockingly, her eyes not leaving he monitors.

"Ha ha," answered Steve sarcastically. "No, I don't need a coloring book."

"Why don't you watch a movie or something?"

Steve sighed. "How long are we staying here?"

"Until I can't find anymore footage or JARVIS is able to identify who Green Goblin is."

"How long with that take?"

"I don't know, Steve. You sound like a ten year old, y'know."

Steve pulled his chair up to sit right next to Gwen and leaned over to kiss her.

"Do ten year olds do that?"

"Well, in today's world probably. It's pretty depressing, really."

Gwen leaned forward and kissed Steve this time. He reached up and pushed some of her hair behind her ear, deepening the kiss.

"You do realize Tony'll probably see this," muttered Gwen.

"He should be happy we're just kissing."

Gwen laughed as she linked her arms around Steve's neck, ignoring how awkward they were now sitting in their chairs

"Facial recognition is complete," interrupted JARVIS.

"Who is it?" asked Gwen, letting go of Steve and leaning back into her chair.

"Mr. Norman Osborn."

Gwen's jaw dropped. Osborn himself? It didn't surprise her that Green Goblin was associated with Oscorp like she had suspected, but for it to be Osborn?

"Wait," said Steve with a furrowed brow, "who's Norman Osborn?"

"He's the industrialist who founded Oscorp," answered Gwen. "You might've seen the company's Tower at some point. I'd be surprised if you hadn't."

"So the guy's nuts?"

"I dunno. I've never dealt with him before. JARVIS, has Fury been alerted of this?"

"Yes," answered the AI. "Director Fury is also calling a meeting due to a phone call from Colonel Rhodes."

"What? Why's Rhodey calling?"

"I suggest you head to the meeting to find out."

"Since when do AI's have an attitude?"

"Mr. Stark encourages it."

"I'll have to talk to him about that."

Gwen and Steve then immediately got up and headed for the elevator. They were quiet from their anxiousness to find out what Rhodey had called about.

The elevator dinged as it opened on the correct floor and the couple stepped out. They hurried to the conference room where just about everyone was already. Thor was standing with his arms crossed over his chest while Luke, Daisy, Hank, Bruce, Tony, Clint and Natasha were sitting. Fury stood at the front looking almost naked without Phil by his side.

"Alright," said Fury as Gwen and Steve entered and took their seats, "Agent Coulson and a small group of agents have been sent to Oscorp Tower to arrest Norman Osborn for being the so called Green Goblin."

"But you said Rhodey called," stated Tony irritably.

Fury rolled his eye. "Yes, he did. Apparently they're picking up possible AIM movement."

Everyone became very attentive at this, wanting nothing but to stop this organization.

"If this is true," continued Fury, "now is the time to strike."

"Where are they?" asked Natasha.

"Malibu. Apparently they've started sending out planes to an unknown location. They're most likely moving their equipment to a more permanent base."

"So what do we do?" asked Luke.

"I'm sending a team of you out there. Seeing as we haven't heard back from Agent Coulson yet, I'm not sending everyone just in case he needs backup. Cage, Rogers, Powers, Johnson, Thor, suit up. You'll be meeting up with the West Coast team outside the supposed base."

"Why can't I go?" whined Tony. "It's Malibu."

"Because we need you here, Stark. Now shut up and deal with it."

Everyone who was named nodded and got up quickly, ignoring Tony's complaining. Gwen wasn't too pleased with the idea of seeing Bobbi as she was told the assassin had suggested they let Gwen die, but she wasn't going to say anything.

Gwen went with Daisy into the women's locker room and they quickly changed into their uniforms without any exchange of words. Gwen could feel the energy from her suit and felt incredibly energized. The two then left the room and headed for the helipad. A Quinjet was waiting for them. Luke and Thor were already inside. Steve climbed on board shortly after.

"Everyone ready?" asked the pilot.

Everyone nodded as they took their seats. Well, only Gwen and Daisy sat down. Steve, Luke and Thor opted to stand.

And so the Quinjet took off, leaving New York behind.


Phil coughed as he slowly lifted his head. The smoke from the explosion was clearing and there was a slight ringing in his ears. He could see the other agents on the ground. He hoped they weren't dead. It was hard for him to tell how much pain they could be in seeing as any injuries Phil had were healed by now or would be healed within the next couple of seconds.

After looking around for a moment, Phil pushed himself up onto his hands and knees and then up on his feet. Four of the five agents that went with him were slowly stirring while one wasn't moving at all.

Phil stumbled over to him and pressed two fingers on his neck. There was a strong steady pulse and he let out a sigh of relief. The agent was simply unconscious. He then helped all of the other agents up and truly took in his surroundings.

Nearly the entire office was destroyed. The walls were still standing, but all file cabinets, the desk and the windows were demolished. The floor and ceiling was black where the bomb exploded. Phil could see out the now "open" windows and saw the figure of a man standing on something that floated in the air. After a moment, it flew off. Phil knew exactly who this was.

"Take him back to the Tower," Phil ordered the other agents, pointing to the unconscious one. They nodded and went to go get the agent.

Phil took out his phone and dialed a number. He then put it up to his ear and waited.

"What's the situation, Agent," answered Fury.

"Osborn got away."

"WHAT?"

Phil didn't even flinch at Fury's shout. "He left us a bomb. One agent is unconscious and they're heading back to the Tower now. I believe Osborn took off on his glider. It's unknown where he's going."

He could hear Fury sigh. "I'll send some people out to look for him. Look around his office, see if you can find anything useful."

"That won't be necessary, sir."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"The bomb destroyed his office. There's nothing left."

Phil could almost hear Fury's frustration. "Okay. Get back to the Tower. Right now we're five people short."

"Yes, sir."

Phil ended the call and turned around. He then got back in the elevator. Once he stepped out into the main entrance, he saw that people were going about their business like nothing happened. Phil just hoped that they could stop Osborn before he attacked the city again.


The Quinjet landed in a secluded area that Gwen never knew even existed, even after years of living in Malibu. Everyone got out quickly and she realized they were practically next to the AIM base seeing as there was some sort of bunker entrance sitting next to them. It reminded Gwen of the scene in the last Star Wars movie during the Battle on Endor.

"Glad you could make it."

Gwen's eyes left the bunker and she turned to see Rhodey dressed in his suit. His faceplate was up and he offered a smile.

Next to him was Bobbi, dressed in her SHIELD uniform, whose expression was impossible to read.

"This is the base then?" asked Steve, motioning towards the bunker.

"Yeah," answered Rhodey. "We sent some information to Selvig who said there's definitely people down there."

"Down?" asked Daisy excitedly as though going into the earth was the best thing in the world.

"The base is underground," replied Bobbi in a monotone, clearly uncomfortable to be there, especially with Steve staring at her with a judging expression. "It's pretty big as well. It could take days to go through the whole facility. We believe the agents inside are somehow enhanced. They have superhuman strength from what we saw from some security footage that we managed to get a hold of."

An idea popped into Gwen's head as she looked around. If these agents were enhanced, they were going to need weapons. Or at least something more. And she knew just the place to go.

"You guys go ahead," said Gwen, taking out her phone, "I've gotta make a pit stop."

"What?" asked Steve, raising his eyebrows. "Gwen, are you out of your mind?"

"I might be."

Steve shook his head. "If you're going anywhere, I'm going with you."

"No, I think it'd be easier if I went on my own."

"Then how're you going to get where you're going?"

Gwen held up her phone and shrugged as she found the familiar contact.

"I've got a ride."


Kudos to everyone who can tell me who Gwen's ride is. Or if you can tell me where she's going.