Pietro handed out his stolen goods to his friends until Wanda realized what he was doing and rolled her eyes. She walked up behind the small crowd in time to see Pietro hold up a skimpy beaded dress for Zrinka

"Is every girl in Sokovia getting a dress from Paris? At least Grinka's looked warm." Wanda shrugged as she passed Pietro and kept walking, not wanting to be a part of his scheme to get Zrinka's attention.

The blonde looked to Pietro questioningly and he laughed weakly, "She's kidding." He turned and jogged after Wanda, but she kept walking through the market, playing with the ring on her thumb. "You're just jealous you aren't getting a dress." Pietro teased, but Wanda turned on him.

"You keep stealing, you're gonna get shot." Pietro rolled his eyes and strode ahead of her, but she whacked his side, "I mean it! At speed nothing can hit you, but standing still-"

"You think I want to?" Pietro snapped as he turned on Wanda, "You said wait, I'm waiting! I don't know for what. We had Stark helpless, all these years we've planned- and now Katiana is a world away. We may never see her again."

"She'll send for us." Wanda argued, but Pietro just shook his head, looking up at the dark sky, "Pietro, she'll send for us, I know it."

"Do you? Do you know what she'll do? Because she doesn't even know who she is! We could have killed Stark and destroyed the Avengers, but you wanted to play a long con instead, and now we don't know if we'll ever have the chance again."

Wanda turned away, glaring away from Pietro when she heard a woman's voice calling out, "Costel! Costel where did you go?" Zrinka asked as she ran past Wanda and Pietro to grab her brother's arm, but the little boy looked up at the Maximoff's instead of his sister.

Pietro and Wanda looked down at the boy as he mumbled, "The church." He straightened up a little taller and told the twins what he'd been told, "The man says you need to come to the church."

"What man?" Wanda asked cautiously, not liking how someone sent the child to retrieve them.

"The..." Costel thought about it for a moment, "Iron Man."

Pietro turned back to Wanda and grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the child, "This is a trap. What if he has Katiana?"

"It can't be Stark." Wanda's eyes glowed red as she set her sights on the old church, "We have to find out."

Pietro nodded and grabbed onto the metal fence, ripping the lock away before gesturing for Wanda to lead the way, "After you."

She pursed her lips as Pietro carefully closed the gate, looking over his shoulder as she studied the crumbling building ahead of them. When she slowed, Pietro took the lead, looking around for the Iron Man who had sent for them. They saw him sitting in a chair in the center of the church, cloaked in red and hiding his face.

"Talk, and if you are wasting our time..." Wanda snarled, knowing now it wasn't Tony Stark who sent for them, because as hard as she tried, she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Did you know this church is in the exact center of the city? The elders decreed it so that everyone could be equally close to God. I like that. The geometry of belief." He paused, tilting his head a little, but not enough for the Maximoffs to get a good look. Wanda tried harder to infiltrate the armor's mind, but she couldn't, "You're wondering why you can't look inside my head."

Wanda hated that he seemed to realize she was failing, but she wasn't giving up, "Sometimes it's hard, but sooner or later, every man shows himself."

The metal man stood and turned, letting the red fabric fall from his form to reveal himself to the Maximoffs. Wanda backed away in shock when she realized it wasn't a man in an iron suit, but a robot, "I'm sure they do." He said, his tinny voice more haunting now that Wanda knew there wasn't a man inside of it. He had so much personality for something that wasn't alive. The robot tilted its head, "But you needed something more than a man. That's why you let Stark take the scepter."

Wanda shifted as Pietro grabbed her wrist, his own grip as stiff as her stance, "I didn't expect... But I saw his fear. I knew it would control him, make him self-destruct. Between his fear and Captain America's weakness for-"

"For Kayla Ellis." The metal man supplied, and Pietro narrowed his eyes as Wanda opened her mouth to speak, but the robot cut her off, "I saw the files, they've been looking for the woman for quite some time. Captain America's lost girlfriend. Hydra used her to work with the scepter, and create you two."

"She isn't Kayla Ellis..." Wanda started, but Pietro squeezed her arm and she turned to him, seeing his expression tight, almost painful, "She isn't Kayla Ellis, she's our family."

"You sent her with Captain America to lure the Avengers back to you, but she'll fall victim to her past. She won't betray them like you want her to. If you want to destroy the Avengers, you'll need more than a spy. You'll need me. Ultron."

Wanda pulled her arm away from Pietro and turned with a sigh, but he blocked her from leaving the church, "Let's hear what he has to say." Pietro argued and Wanda scoffed. Pietro tilted his head, giving his sister a knowing look, "You just want to sit back and hope the Avengers self-implode or do you want to take action? For everything they've done and everything they've taken from us? We didn't have to be orphans. Tony Stark made it so."

The girl turned to Ultron, seeing his red eyes study her, "If we help you, we don't hurt Katiana."

"We won't hurt her, but the Avengers hurt everyone they love. It's only a matter of time."

Katiana laid on Steve's bed in her underwear, twisting the blue ring in circles around her finger. She thought back to the sapphire Steve wore around his neck, the ring meant for her. She wanted it. Not necessarily to be his wife, but she wanted that ring and she wanted Steve Rogers at her beck and call. She wanted him to love her. It wasn't until she was ready to lay down and let him fuck her senseless, that Katiana realized how badly she needed him to be hers.

She'd never be able to manipulate him and get close to the Avengers unless he let her in. Katiana didn't know what else she could do. She'd come with him to New York. She'd met his friends. She'd seduced him. What more could Katiana do to get Steve to let her in?

Katiana rolled over onto her stomach and kicked her feet above her, looking at the clock to see it was two in the morning. Steve had been gone for hours and Katiana was beginning to worry. She leaned her chin on the pillow, chastising herself for worrying. Katiana's plan was to destroy the Avengers from the inside...

But destroying the Avengers didn't mean Steve had to get hurt, right?

"Where are you?" Katiana grumbled as she pushed herself to her feet and crossed the suite to the closet, pushing open the door to find most of the clothes didn't belong to Steve. She looked over her shoulder, but everything was quiet, so she decided to dive deeper into her options. "These are all mine." Katiana pulled a knee-length red dress off the rack and held it up to herself, realizing it might be a little small now. "Hmm," she huffed and shoved the red dress back, "Maybe something a little more casual." She found an off the shoulder shirt that was long enough to cover her ass, so she pulled that over her head and grabbed a pair of pull on sneakers from under the racks.

Once dressed, Katiana went into the elevator, looking up at the ceiling expectantly, "Uhh, take me to where Steve is. Please?" Nothing happened. Silence. She tapped the automated screen, but it didn't begin to move. "Huh." She exited the open elevator, realizing the AI Steve had introduced her to wasn't answering. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Katiana furrowed her brows and pushed open the door Steve had gone through earlier, revealing a staircase leading all the way to the bottom of the tower. She looked over the rail and instantly felt dizzy, "Shit."

She began descending the stairs, not knowing where exactly she was going, but knowing she was high enough to not want to go to the bottom unless she absolutely had to. Steve and the others wouldn't just leave her, right? She knew she'd pressed his buttons a little too far, but Katiana hoped they wouldn't abandon her to fend for herself. Once she reached the next level down, she tried to open the door, but it was locked, so she went down another several floors, checking all the doors until finally one opened, revealing the level that held the party hours earlier.

"What the hell happened here?" Katiana said to herself as she looked around at the shattered glass and broken furniture. She began to sprint forward, picking up the severed head of a shattered robot as she shook. "Steve...Steve!" Katiana cried out as she turned around, realizing nobody was around. There were no bodies, which was a good sign, but the carnage was a clear sign there'd been a fight. She noticed blood smeared on the table. "Steve, where are you?"

Steve leaned against a metal table in Tony's lab, staring at his teammates with distain until he heard Katiana's voice. He turned and jogged up the stairs and to the overlook into the party deck, seeing Katiana among the rubble, "Hey! You okay?" He called down and from two floors above he could see her body relax beneath the casual dress she wore. Steve carefully walked down the stairs, cautious not to slip on the shattered glass as Katiana met him at the bottom, "You okay? How long have you been here?"

"Just a few minutes, you've gone so long, I was starting to get worried-" Katiana looked around and breathed heavily as Steve rubbed her upper arms, "Clearly I had reason to be."

Steve groaned and leaned his forehead against hers, feeling her breath on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, "Tony created something. Thought he was doing good, but apparently not. His AI, Ultron is what they call it, thinks the only way to bring about world peace is the Avengers extinction. It wiped out everything."

"Everything?" Katiana asked as she ran her fingers through Steve's hair, "Even Hydra's data on the chip in my head?"

Steve's knees felt weak at her words and he responded by grabbing the sides of her head and pulling it forward so he could kiss the crown of her hair. He nodded into her dark strands as he fought to get breath into his tight chest, "Yeah. All of it."

Steve pulled her closer, locking her between his hard chest and muscular arms as she blinked slowly, working over what he'd said. Evil robot wanted to destroy the Avengers, wiped out all of their files, including the one that would bring Kayla back, and was now at large with plans to save the world.

Katiana couldn't help but smile at how well everything was coming together.

Steve fell asleep around four in the morning, but his body woke him up at six nonetheless. He slowly opened his eyes to find his arm draped over Katiana as she faced away from him, but her back was firmly pressed against his chest. He'd been in such a daze getting ready for bed, he was hardly aware that she'd stripped down to her bra and underwear again. As Steve began to regain full consciousness, he registered that he was only wearing his boxers, and that realization went straight to his cock as Katiana sighed and shifted, brushing her plump ass into Steve's thighs. He gasped sharply, tightening his fingers against her stomach and feeling the layer of fat that guarded defined muscle. Steve could feel her abs, but she'd been fed well by Hydra, and trained hard. Long gone was his super-model Kayla Ellis, with her hourglass figure of thick ass and breasts connected by a tiny waist. Katiana was sturdy and strong. She took care of herself as opposed to taking care of her image, and Steve thought she looked healthier.

His hand roamed down her stomach to her thigh, and she shifted again, this time turning over to lay on her stomach. Steve nuzzled her face with his sharp nose and she hummed deeply, but didn't respond. "I have to go to the team. Tony's got the elevators working again, so you can come down to 83 whenever you're ready, okay?" Steve pressed a kiss to her head and carefully removed his arm from her back.

This time she lifted her head lazily and smiled, "Okay, Honey," she murmured before letting her cheek collapse back into the pillow as Steve climbed out of bed. He pulled the blanket up around her shoulders and mussed her black hair before retreating to the bathroom to get dressed. The moment the door closed, Katiana sat up straight and looked around, wide awake and ready to continue her mission. She'd reveled in his touch, thankful he'd gotten past whatever mental block he'd encountered the night before. Sure, she hadn't gotten him to fuck her, but Katiana got him to strip down and sleep close. She considered that a win.

She fluffed out her hair and pinched her cheeks, trying to bring out their natural pinkness. She chewed on her bottom lip to make it poutier until she heard the shower stop running. She threw herself back into bed, stretching to get the covers to lay on her right as Steve opened the door, dressed in his Captain America pants and a thick grey undershirt. When he saw her, he smiled and walked over to her before leaving, "Whenever you want breakfast, let me know, I can take a break."

"You're gonna make me breakfast?" Katiana asked, surprised that Captain America was a cook, "Isn't that my job?" She teased as she rolled over and sat up, pressing her palm to the mattress to lean on her arm.

Steve snorted and scooped up his shield, "Kayla taught me real fast that just because I was born in 1918 didn't mean I should expect my woman in the kitchen." Katiana raised her brow and Steve chuckled, "I don't mind it. I make really good pancakes."

"Well, then I guess I'll have to give them a try. Some other time, you're busy right now. I'll take care of the cooking." Katiana lowered her head and looked up at Steve from beneath her lashes, a seductive warning to let her do what she wanted to help him. He just nodded and gave a short wave before climbing into the elevator to meet up with Maria Hill and go over what she was able to find about Ultron's activity during the night.

Once Steve was gone for a while, Katiana threw herself out of bed and began ripping open Steve's dresser drawers to see what dirt she could dig up on the soldier. She found mostly clothes, almost all plaid button ups folded far too neatly for Katiana's liking. She continued moving until she found a drawer of his things, a couple of folders and a photo album. She pulled out the folder first, flipping it open to see all sorts of printed files containing medical records. Her medical records, her medications, her history. Katiana smirked, seeing that Kayla clearly wasn't one for keeping track of things, but Steve was very organized, so he kept her things as well. She opened a second folder that belonged to Steve, showing printed files with the SHIELD logo on them from physicals he'd taken before taking down his organization.

"Save those for later..." Katiana hummed as she shoved the two files under the bed, turning her attention to the scrapbook as she crossed her legs. She hoisted the book into her lap and flipped it open, finding a note written in her own handwriting.

To the beginning of forever, love you with all my heart, Darling- Kayla

Katiana raised her brow and perused the photos slowly. Steve and Kayla ice skating. Steve and Kayla at the zoo. Steve and Kayla on the red carpet posing for the paparazzi. Steve and Kayla eating dinner. Katiana rolled her eyes and flipped farther into the book, drawing her brows together at a selfie Kayla took with Steve behind her, his arms wrapped around her as they cuddled in the bed she sat next to.

She closed the book and put it back in Steve's drawer and grabbed the files from under the bed. She glanced at the clock hanging on the far wall, realizing Steve had been gone at least forty-five minutes. She wasn't expecting him to show up by any means, but Katiana still had a lot more ground to cover before she felt comfortable ending her solitude.

Katiana flipped open Steve's file, studying the numbers printed on his physical. His height, his weight, his speed, his strength. As someone who worked with Hydra to recreate the super-soldier serum that created Captain America, Katiana wished she could take this information and make a better, more powerful serum. She memorized the information, then slid the black file back into the lower drawer before opening Kayla's.

Kayla's file was, as expected, much less impressive. Where Steve had stored his files from SHIELD, he had stored Kayla's doctor's notes, and to Katiana's surprise, there were a lot of them. Medicine for migraines. Medicine for her complexation. Medicine for anxiety. Medicine for depression. An eyeglass prescription. Did Hydra give her eye surgery? She didn't remember anything being fuzzy when she woke up. What else did they do when Katiana was sleeping? Were they making her sleep?

She hadn't taken any of the things Kayla had needed, and she'd been just fine, right?

She flipped through the pages, checking the dates. Steve had been keeping Kayla's documents since January of the prior year, and she seemed to frequent the doctor's office. Katiana stumbled upon a file that piqued her interest, because it was mostly redacted. She squinted, trying to pick out what words were typed below the black bars, but she couldn't figure it out. However, the sign off on the bottom gave Katiana a few hints about the nature of this visit.

Please call if you need to talk. Hopefully we won't see you here again.

"Huh." Katiana flipped the page, raising her brow at the receipt for Kayla's IUD, "Well, that's comforting." She mumbled, before wondering if Hydra took that out. She closed the file and put it away, unsure if Kayla had more issues, or her. At least Kayla knew who she was, even if it gave her so many problems.

Steve snatched his shield from its place near the file cabinet, cursing himself for not thinking to make paper copies of all the Hydra information Tony stole. He'd been busy. He'd been distracted, and now the thing he wanted more than anything was snatched from him by Tony's and Banner's irresponsible behavior. Steve stormed down the stairs to the party deck, bashing his fist against the wall when he reached the bottom.

"Steve!"

He groaned and turned to look up the stairs at Maria Hill as she walked toward him in her heels and pencil skirt with a manila folder in her hand. Steve ducked his head and sighed, "Sorry, I'm just frustrated."

"That's not like you. You're usually very level headed about most things." Maria said quietly as she reached him and he leaned against the wall that he'd broken, "It's Kayla, right?"

Steve scoffed, leaning his head against the wall, "You mean Katiana? A complete stranger inhabiting the woman I had planned on marrying." He rubbed the bridge of his nose and winced, "There's things I like better about Katiana. She's confident and real and doesn't have a façade. That being said, I just really miss Kayla's softness. I miss how much she loved me and how she made me feel needed."

"You are needed, Steve."

"No, Captain America is needed." He snapped back, turning his head to look at Maria, "The Avengers need the shield, but Kayla needed the man behind it. Even then, she was so fragile, I just wanted to protect her."

Maria shifted, looking up the stairs as Clint called for Natasha. "Stark made the appointment with the brain surgeon. I was able to forward on the information about the chip before Ultron wiped our files." She handed Steve the folder she'd been carrying, "I printed it out when you said you thought that's what they did to her. Don't give up on Kayla quite yet. She's still in there."

"Katiana isn't sure she wants to remember..." Steve trailed off, opening the file to see the page he'd stared at so many times. "I don't want to force her."

"I would. She doesn't realize what she's doing." Maria said as she started to walk away, pausing to look over her shoulder, "In theory, if you remove the chip, she'll get all her suppressed memories back. It shouldn't wipe away what she's experienced and knows now. Maybe she'll be the best of both."

Steve scoffed, smiling as he closed the file, "Or the worst."

"I think you'd take her just the same." Maria said before she continued on her way to her office.

Steve heard crunching glass and turned to see Katiana emerge into the party deck. He wasn't sure how long she'd been there, but she looked tentative, "Is this a bad time?"

"No! No, it's fine..." Steve met her halfway, clenching the file tightly in his hand, "I actually have to talk to you about something."

"Okay..." Katiana lowered her gaze and looked up at Steve skeptically, clearly not expecting to like whatever he told her.

"Your friends, the Maximoffs, they're working with Ultron." Katiana narrowed her eyes, clearly thinking, so Steve continued, "They've been tearing apart the globe, they killed Strucker. We're going after them."

"You swore you wouldn't hurt them. That was part of the deal we made in Sokovia, you said you'd leave them alone." Katiana's accent was thick as she spoke about her friends and home, "You can't break your promise now, not now that I'm here."

"We have to stop Ultron, before he causes even more damage. People are dead, Katiana. We won't hurt your friends if they surrender."

"They'll never surrender to the Avengers. They hated you all before Strucker got his hands on them." Katiana grumbled and turned away, looking out the massive windows over the city. "I'll come with. I can talk to them. It's the only way."

Steve grabbed her hand and spun her around to face him, "No. It's too dangerous."

"They are my family, Steve. If Ultron is as bad as you say he is, they need help. He's manipulating them."

"Not if you believe they want to destroy the Avengers. They have a common goal. How are you going to stop that?"

"I owe it to them to try." Katiana snarled, ripping her hand away from Steve's, "I was trained in a Hydra lab by mercenaries, I can take care of myself. It's you who should be worried if Wanda and Pietro are with Ultron."

"She's right you know." Natasha called from the top of the stairs. "She's got an in. We should use it. The Maximoffs would be better allies than enemies."

Steve's nostrils flared as he glared up at Natasha, but she didn't waver in his sights. Finally he grunted to Katiana, "Put on some jeans or something. That isn't appropriate attire for Africa."

Katiana grinned and saluted Steve, but he just turned back to Natasha as the woman retreated, wanting to have words with the Black Widow.

"You shouldn't have undermined me like that, you know how much she means to me."

"Put a cork in it, Rogers. She's our best chance at keeping the Maximoff twins at bay. Plus," Natasha looked to make sure Katiana was gone, "I don't trust her."

"What do you mean you don't trust her?" Steve muttered, placing his hands firmly on his hips.

"I mean she's sketchy. I know she's Kayla, but who in their right mind doesn't remember the first twenty-five years of their life and is okay with it?" Natasha asked, crossing her arms across her chest and smirking, "I think she's gone dark, Cap. She could be working with the Maximoffs to get to you. Hell, we don't know the extent of the girl's powers, Kayla could be under her control for all we know. I think we need to let the three meet and see what happens."

"They are like family to her. I've seen them all together." Steve argued, but Natasha just chuckled and tossed her hair back.

"You're blind when it comes to that woman. I've been watching her, she's putting on an act. We won't let her get hurt, I just want to see what she does. Okay?" Natasha raised her brow and Steve groaned, "Okay."

He didn't like it, but he trusted Natasha. He wouldn't admit it, but he trusted Natasha more than Katiana.