Team One

Natasha moved slyly through the doorway, Bobbi and May waiting until she'd taken out the first guard so they could enter as well. The guard faced Nat but hadn't noticed her yet, so she took advantage of that. She ran at him, and her speed and proximity gave her the upper hand, she was so close to him by the the time he noticed her that he never would have gotten his gun out in time.

Nat jumped, using her hands on his shoulders to give herself some purchase on him as she wrapped her legs around his abdomen and flipped herself backwards without loosening her grip on his stomach. He landed facefirst with a muffled grunt and stayed down, effectively unconscious.

Sure, shooting everyone immediately would get them to Zoe faster, but when it was just Natasha, May, and Bobbi, they needed to be quiet or they'd have a hundred Hydra agents on them and no backup. Clint had ended up taking out the guards near the doors, which hadn't been the original plan but had worked better.

May entered first, going up the stairs directly to Natasha's right and heading up to take out the three guards on the second floor, as they were all on the third and fourth, apparently.

Bobbi followed the older woman, but instead went down the staircase to Nat's left, to eliminate the guards in the basement. Both ladies were then supposed to rendevous with Natasha and give Tony and the rest of the teams the signal, and then the real battle was going to start.

Natasha quickly disposed of the other Hydra agents on her floor, and Bobbi and May made it back up/down to her around the same time that she roundhouse kicked her last agent in the face and he dropped like a rock.

Bobbi and May both wordlessly nodded, and Natasha activated her comm link. "Okay, move in."

Team Two

Well, at least he had two very capable team members, Mack mused, pacing restlessly back and forth as they all waited for Natasha's signal. Bruce wasn't going in the warehouse, obviously, but Tony and Thor were going to flush some Hydra agents out to the Hulk for him to destroy.

Fury was going to kick ass no matter the plan, because he was, well he was Fury, and who was going to order him around? Besides Romanoff, because let's be honest, who wasn't even a tiny bit scared of Nat? Mack genuinely liked Natasha, and he definitely respected her, as a person, as an agent, and as a drinker. Nat could drink just about anyone under the table, Mack included.

And Zoe... well, Mack was one of the hundreds of people who'd kill for that little girl, to say the least. Every SHIELD agent, assosciate, and ally who'd met her adored Zoe. And with both Barton and Romanoff being very important agents, that made up literally most of SHIELD, plus the Avengers.

Mack had taken a little more time to warm up to Barton, as he'd met him well after meeting Romanoff, and some time after the Chitauri attack on New York. Having heard the stories of Barton being mind-controlled by Loki, Mack was wary, thanks to his own alien mind-control experience. But now, they were all quite close, they being Romanoff, Barton, and Mack. He babysat Zoe frequently, often more than the rest of Coulson's team.

Well, obviously not Skye, but the little sliver of a woman was constantly at the Tower, due to the fact that she was dating the Captain America. Coulson was really jealous, he cried when she told him, but he was at least happy that Skye was dating someone Coulson knew would never hurt the person who was the closest he'd ever come to a daughter.

However, Coulson's fanboy tendencies meant it had been Mack, Hunter, and May to sit Steve down and threaten the life out of him, giving him the "if you hurt Skye, we will lock you in a room with May and let her break your larynx" speech, among other assorted threats. While Steve shifted uncomfortably and rubbed his throat, May smiled fondly at the memory.

Natasha, Sam, and Bucky had, of course, gently threatened Skye, because both were too fond of her to do any real damage, but still loved their Steve. Even Natasha had gone sort of easy on Skye, telling her that instead of torturing Skye, she'd kill her painlessly if she ever cheated on Steve.

Regardless, Skye and Steve were adorable together. Mack loved that there was always someone looking out for the tiny brunette, whether it be at the Tower or with her team.

"Okay, plan's in motion!" Tony called out, sliding his faceplate down and levitating a few feet off the ground, dragging Mack from his thoughts.

Mack immediately moved over to Fury and Banner, who'd been conversing about ideas for more secure prisons for gamma-powered villains, should the problem ever arise. Each team sprang into action, grabbing weapons and grouping together.

FitzSimmons were arming themselves with mini bio-bombs, to be thrown into a room of agents, and then shut the door, lock it from the outside, and boom. They also had splinter bombs, pistols, and they strapped what looked like spray bottles onto each other before moving to their own respective teams.

Once inside the warehouse, Fury and Mack moved intentionally noisily, and within seconds they were happily taking out Hydra scum left and right. Fury spun and pointed his gun seemingly at Mack, so Mack dropped like a rock, rolling back to his feet a foot to the left just as a few gunshots went off and two agents who'd been creeping up on Mack dropped dead. No time to thank him, and Fury wasn't expecting one, as he turned back to his own battle instantaneously.

Hulk could be heard roaring and smashing things and people outside, a reassuring sound that almost made Mack smile. Almost.

Team Three

Phil would never describe himself as trigger happy, but this was fun. Hydra agents falling left and right and not a single one on their side, so Phil allowed himself a little let-loose time. Thor was simultaneously rounding up agents for the Hulk and smashing them like whack-a-mole with his hammer, letting out a bellowed cry of "FOR ZOE" every so often, so that was one team mate accounted for.

Fitz had been even more enthusiastic than Phil, holding what were apparently long-range spray bottles (wait, what?) in either hand and shooting agents in the face with them, and every agent hit dropped like a rock, shuddering and then stilling. Fitz could hit someone from the other side of the room with ease, neither of his hands shaking in the least despite his residual brain damage.

Phil let a spray of bullets loose, taking down a good ten agents with a joyous cry. Okay, maybe he was a little trigger happy.

Team Four

Thanking God for the high ceilings and abundant, massive windows in the warehouse, Sam shot out a window and swooped out, flitting up to the second floor and shattering a window there to assist Nat's team, the rest of his team, and Fury and Mack on that floor, as floors one and two had both been chosen as fair game until no more Hydra scum wandered down.

Sam's bird's eye view(hehe) of the scene spread out below him was helpful. Clint was just above him, perched in the rafters and shooting down at the agents flooding in from the staircase leading up to the third floor. Clint's aim was perfect as usual, but his eyes were watery, anger lining his face. Casually shooting agents down with his semi-automatic pistols, Sam scanned the floor for his other teammate.

Sam spotted Bucky in the corner nearest him, tearing at agents with his metal arm, shooting at them with his flesh arm. Sam was close enough to hear Bucky growl "this isn't near half of what you've started," at an agent who'd begged for mercy, before punching him in the face hard enough to suggest the agent wasn't just unconscious. An iron fist'll do scary things. Sam gulped, suddenly very very glad Bucky was now back on their side.

Sure, getting kicked off a helicarrier creates a pretty strong grudge, but Bucky had been brainwashed, and honestly, the two had grown pretty close over the fear that Steve would do something stupidly brave and heroic and get himself killed. Lately, Sam had also noticed they were both fiercely protective of Skye, for many reasons, two being that she made Steve happy and that was important, and also she was tiny and lovable and kind of like a kitten, ferocious but mostly just fluff with sharp claws. However, that earthquake power of hers was a good reason to never piss her off.

Sam had learned that, before the serum, Bucky had been like Steve's self-appointed protector, and it appeared that, since Steve very rarely needed one nowadays, Bucky had molded that trait to fit both Skye and Zoe. Mostly Skye though, Bucky respected Steve and Zoe's close bond and let Steve do most of the Zoe-protecting, and while Steve was Skye's boyfriend, Bucky was practically her older brother.

Knowing of Skye's terrible past, Sam thought it was lovely that she now had a bunch of SHIELD agents, the Black Widow, Captain America, the Winter Soldier, and Sam ready to protect her at all costs. Yeah, Nat adored Skye too. Who didn't?

Speaking of Skye, Sam watched as the building vibrated a little, courtesy of Skye getting angry, or maybe just letting Hydra and Ward know just who the hell they'd pissed off.

Rolling his eyes and shaking thoughts of Skye and Steve from his mind, Sam swooped back into the fray of bullets, arrows, fists, and chemical warfare to joyously kick some heads in.

This was gonna be fun.

THIS IS MY SECOND TO LAST PART IN THIS FIC! THE LAST TWO TEAMS ARE PROBABLY GOING TO HAVE REALLY LONG SECTIONS SO I THOUGHT I'D CUT OFF HERE, AND ALSO I START SCHOOL THIS WEEK SO SORRY IF THE NEXT UPLOAD IS NEXT SUNDAY NOT NEXT SATURDAY!

Yes, Sam and Steve and Bucky are adorable and we should all fawn over them. And yes, I ship Skye and Steve. And Skye and Nat. And Nat and Steve. And Nat and Clint. And Bucky and Jemma. And FitzSimmons. And Jemma and Clint(crackship much?). But my main head canon is Clintasha, CaptainQuake(Steve/Skye), WinterScientist(Bucky/Jemma), Huntingbird, Pepperony, and Philinda all rolled into one big verse-burrito, but I also love literally all the ships. If you're reading this, use the word penguin in the review you leave!

-Leah xx