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Hello readers! I want to give my usual thanks to any and all who have followed, favorited, and reviewed my story. I LOVE all the notifications I've been getting. Every one of them has made me smile!

I was SOOO excited to write this chapter! The airport scene is completely iconic and I wanted to not only capture it's awesomeness in full form but make sure Furia gives it my own personal flare. I hope you love it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Furia jogged beside Sam and Bucky as they made their way through the Leipzig/Halle airport, which had already been evacuated.

The silence of what Furia assumed was likely a busy place, seemed to push the adrenaline she felt even further; her heart raced as her focus seemed to enhance from the rush of epinephrine.

The plan had been simple. Wanda, Scott, and Clint would cover one end of the turmac covertly, with Steve covering the other remaining in plain sight to draw their attention. This would give Sam time to use Redwing to scan for the Quinjet as their chopper had been compromised(when Tony had clearly discovered them), while the three of them would take their chance to obtain it without Tony, or the ones that had sided with him, figuring it out.

Steve strided across the pavement, jogging onto a private runway. He scanned the area for any sign of them, heading toward an array of private planes and abandoned turmac equipment(it was obvious those here had left in a hurry when the evac had been announced). Steve did his best to appear like he was unaware they'd been discovered, even moving toward the chopper they'd planned on using.

Suddenly an electro disabler slammed on the chopper, before Steve looked up to see Iron Man and War Machine and they descended toward him.

Tony's mask pulled away. Steve could see the anger in his eyes before Tony gave him a snide and sarcastic remark. "Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport. Don't you think that's weird?"

"Definitely weird." Rhodey followed, speaking as equally sarcastic.

"Hear me out, Tony. That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this." He reasoned.

T'Challa, who had leaped over a truck, turned Steve's attention to him for a moment. "Captain."

"Your highness." Steve greeted, snarkily.

"Anyway, Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out?" Tony continued to play out his everyday sarcastic tone, hiding the anger he felt toward Cap.

"You're after the wrong guy." Steve tried to explain.

"Your judgment is askew. Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday." Tony snapped.

"And there are five more super soldiers just like him. I can't let the doctor find them first, Tony. I can't." Captain hoped if he stayed calm, Tony would see. But nothing was getting through. Tony wasn't even listening to the danger Steve was informing him about.

Natasha took a step toward Steve. Her eyes were pleading with him as she spoke. "Steve.

You know what's about to happen. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?"

Steve remained silent. For a moment he felt himself waver, but Nat had a way of convincing him otherwise. She was… Irresistible.

"All right, I've run out of patience. Underoos!" Tony yelled.

Peter Parker shot out his web snatching Steve's shield from his hands unexpectedly; binding them together as well. Soaring above their heads, Peter flipped before landing on top of a runway luggage car.

"Nice job, kid." Tony said, pleased.

"Thanks. Well, I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just the new suit. Well, it's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's-It's perfect. Thank you." Pete fumbled with his words nervously.

Tony sighed as Peter began to reveal his age by his lack of confidence and running mouth. "Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation."

"Okay. Cap-Captain. Big fan, I'm Spider-Man." Peter said, feeling starstruck.

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later. Just-"Tony tried to get things back on track but was interrupted.

"Hey everyone." Peter waved as he spoke.

"Good job." Tony said quickly.

"You've been busy." Steve said with a smirk.

"And you've been a complete idiot." Tony started out, doing nothing to hold back his frustration. "Dragging in Clint. 'Rescuing' Wanda from a place she doesn't even want to leave, a safe place. I'm trying to keep- Im trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed." Steve said with a sharp tone.

"Alright, We're done. You're gonna turn Barnes over, you're gonna come with us. Now! Because it's us! Or a squad of J-SOC guys with no compunction about being impolite."

Furia, Sam, and Bucky had been watching the scene from the terminal, waiting for Redwing to discover the Quinjet. Furia swallowed, going over her conversation with Bucky from earlier...

"Just focus on making it out of here, even if that means leaving me behind."

Bucky's hand had been resting on her cheek. He was looking into her eyes, waiting for her to fight his words. She'd given him a cold expression but he was quick to reply before she could speak. "Stopping that Dr. is more important than us getting out together, doll." He smirked before kissing her forehead. "Besides, you don't think Rogers would help you get me out? He probably already has a game plan if things go south here."...

She knew she would listen to him. He had a way of making points that were tough to argue. However, she couldn't help but wonder if his constant need to protect her could be held back long enough if the situation were reversed. Could he really leave her behind? No fucking way, she thought.

As soon as Sam had picked up a signal he radioed Steve. "We found it. Their Quinjet's in hanger five, north runway."

Steve raised his hands at his words. Clint, who had been with Wanda in the parking garage, shot an arrow toward Steve which easily broke through the webbing. "Alright Lang." Steve said in a hushed tone.

Scott, who had sneakily remained hidden on Steve's shield readied himself without Peter even realizing, but Peter's Spidey sense began to tingle seconds before Scott was about to make his move.

"Hey, guys, something-" Peter started to say suspiciously but was interrupted by Scott's sudden kick as he grew large. It caused Peter to fall back before Scott stood beside Steve.

"Woah, what the hell was that?" Rhodey said, surprised.

"I believe this is yours Captain America." Scott said, as he handed Steve his shield.

"Oh, great." Tony started to say, scanning the area for the others. "Alright, there's two on the parking deck. One of them's Maximoff, I'm gonna grab her. Rhodey, you want to take Cap?"

Rhodey begins to rise in the air, picking up another signal. "Got three in the terminal, Wilson, Barnes and Furia."

"Barnes is mine!" T'Challa yelled taking off.

Steve, threw his shield toward Rhodey, causing him to fumble back a little, using the opportunity to chase after T'Challa.

Feeling a little unnerved Peter asked, "Hey, Mr. Stark, what should I do?"

"What we discussed. Keep your distance. Web 'em up." Tony answered, feeling frustrated as he headed toward Wanda.

"Okay, copy that!" Peter replied before swinging off after Barnes.

Steve tossed his shield toward T'Challa, causing him to stumble. Catching up with the Black Panther, Steve grabbed him from behind but T'Challa was deflect his grip throwing himself forward.

"Move Captain, I won't ask a second time." T'Challa said firmly.

T'Challa was first to strike, throwing three kicks in the air at Steve, who used his shield to fend them off.

As their fight continued, Scott looked politely toward Natasha. "Look, I really don't want to hurt you."

She tilted her head with a smirk in her eyes. "I wouldn't stress about it." With a swift kick to the groin, Nat reached to put Scott in an arm lock but not before he was able to shrink. Walking across her back, Scott held onto her wrist, but Natasha zapped him and sent Scott flying. He collided into a nearby truck with a thud, leaving the tiniest of dents.

As Furia, Bucky, amd Sam made their way toward the Quinjet, Spiderman caught Bucky's eyes. "What the hell is that?" He said to both of them.

Furia raised a brow as Peter swung his way toward them. "Everyone's got a gimmick." Sam replied with irritation.

Peter swung through the glass and kicked Sam backward as Furia shot a blast of cold toward him. He stumbled back, rolling across the ground but managed to regain his position quickly.. "You can create ice and snow with hour hands?" He said amazed. Bucky quickly stood between them throwing a punch at Peter who caught his arm. "And you have a metal arm? You two are awesome, dude!"

Flying toward Peter, Sam grabbed him, as he soared passed Furia and Bucky. "You have the right to remain silent!" Peter yelled out as he fought to release himself from Sam's grip. Once freed, Peter used his webbing to go after him.

Down on the runway, Clint lead Wanda beyond several explosions set off by Tony, none of which had been meant to harm but simply disorient. Wanda and Clint ducked their way

passed them as Steve continued in an impressive combat against T'Challa; each of their blows being blocked and countered with expert precision.

Rhodey locked onto Steve's position before speaking. "Sorry, Cap. This won't kill you but it ain't gonna tickle either." Using his battering mace, he slammed it against Steve's shield.

As Tony blocked Wanda and Clint's escape mid air, he raised his weaponized hands toward them. "Wanda, I think you hurt Vision's feelings." He quipped..

She narrowed her eyes at him, feeling betrayed. "You locked me in my room."

"Okay. First, that's an exaggeration. Second, I did it to protect you. Hey, Clint." Tony said, with his hands still raised, hoping they'd stop with this bulshit and surrender.

"Hey, man." Clint answered, sarcastically. He looked at Tony for a moment. Thinking about how disappointed he'd been that any of them would consider signing those Accords. Yet, here they were.

"Clearly, retirement doesn't suit you. You got tired of shooting golf?" Tony answered, ignoring the look of disapproval on Clint's face.

"Well, I played 18, I shot 18. Just can't seem to miss." Clint shot an arrow at Tony, who reflected it all too easily.

"First time for everything." Tony said smugly.

Clint smirked. "Made you look."

Suddenly a car hurtled toward Tony from the parking garage above his head. Clint had merely been a distraction for Wanda to wield her ability against him. Car after car fell around Tony until over a dozen threatened to crush him. Unable to avoid them all, Tony hit the ground, piled beneath several cars that lay above him.

FRIDAY, Tony's loyal A.I., flashed several warnings acrossed the screen inside his suit. "Multiple contusions detected."

Tony winced. A sharp pain began to build in the corner of his head as he spoke. "Yeah. I detected that too."

Still inside the terminal, Furia and Bucky raced to catch up to the fight against Sam and Peter. Flying beside him, Furia looked to Bucky. "Get his attention babe. He'll never see me comin'."

Peter and Sam continued to fight as they soared between beams on the ceiling. Though Peter was quick to toss webbing toward him, Sam managed to avoid them. Landing on a beam, Peter was almost hit by a large and quite heavy airport sign that Bucky had tossed his way. But Peter's spidey senses tingle causing the young man to turn at the right moment as the object narrowly missed him. Using his web, Peter stopped the object mid-air before pulling it back toward himself.

"Hey buddy, I think you lost this!" He yelled out throwing it back toward Bucky.

Bucky, who had been using a beam as cover, dived out of the way, managing to avoid being struck by the very sign he'd thrown.

Just as she'd said, Furia used Bucky's distraction as a chance to flank Peter. She blasted him with cold and though he'd tried to avoid it, the small particles of snow and ice collided into his side. Falling toward the ground, Peter used his webbing to catch his fall, just as Sam flew overhead. Aiming for his propulsion stream, Peter tossed a web that closed off one stream, which caused Sam to crash to the floor. He was quick to stand but Peter had shot another web that stuck his hand to the railing of an opening that revealed the level below them.

"Those wings carbon fiber?" Peter asked curiously from above.

"Is this stuff coming out of you?" Sam asked, disgusted at the thought.

"That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome, man." Peter was mostly speaking rhetorically but smiled at Sam even though he couldn't see his face.

"Oh lord, he's a kid!" Furia landed beside Bucky. "Now we're fighting eleven year olds?" She said flustered. She'd been over exaggerating when she'd guessed his age(he'd sounded like a young teen) but still. She couldn't believe he'd been involved in a fight against enhanced adults with combat training. To her it didn't matter that he'd clearly had abilities of his own, their was simply no honor in fighting a child. She was twenty eight for God's sake.

"I'm not a kid, ice lady. And I haven't been eleven in four years." Peter argued.

"I don't know if you've been a fight before but there's usually not this much talking."

"Alright, sorry, my bad." With skilful speed, Spiderman shot a large amount of webbing at Furia who stumbled back. Using the diversion to his advantage, he swung toward Sam before Bucky jumped between them to take most of the blow. Falling to the level below, Peter webbed Sam and Bucky's hands while they laid on the ground.

Furia, who had already busted through the webbing, made her way toward Peter. He was knelt on the broken railing staring at Sam and Bucky down below. "Guys, look. I'd love to keep this up but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark, so, I'm really sorry-

Furia, moved behind him and kicked him square in the ass. With a yelp, Peter fell toward the ground and would have recovered but Sam had used Peter's fall to navigate Redwing toward him. It dragged Peter from the terminal as he crashed through the glass and was whisked away outside.

Furia softly landed beside Sam and Bucky. As she cut the webbing with her ice from Bucky's hand, he turned to look toward Sam who was still webbed on the ground.

"You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky asked annoyed.

"I hate you." Sam replied, just before Furia helped him.

Outside, Steve was still fighting Rhodey and T'Challa. With an aerial twist and flash kick, Steve knocked Rhodey out of the air. Steve then landed a solid kick on T'Challa who fell and rolled across the cement. With his battering mace busted, Rhodey tossed it aside.

"Great." He said, as his frustration began to rise.

"Hey, Cap, heads up!" Scott tossed Steve a miniature truck as he yelled. "Throw it at this." Scott held a small silver and blue device that he did not recognize.

"Now!" Scot yelled.

Trusting his new friend, Steve threw the small truck. Natasha instinctively dove out of harm's way, unsure what might happen. As soon as the truck collided into the device it enlarged into a full size truck, heading dangerously toward War Machine.

"Oh, come on!" Rhodey yelled, seconds before the truck hit the ground before him, sending a massive fireball through the air from it's explosion. The blast tossed T'challa aside while War Machine lay stuck beneath the weight of the bumper.

Steve's eyes grew large as Scott cringed. "Oh, man. I thought it was a water truck. Uh- sorry." The two ran off as they tried to make their way for the quinjet.

"Alright. Now, I'm pissed." Rhodey griped, rising to his feet.

Tony, who had made his way toward Natasha helped her from the ground. "Is this part of the plan?" She asked him.

"Well, my plan was to go easy on them. You wanna switch it up?" Tony answered.

Clint, who stil stood next to Wanda ran forward pointing toward the quinjet, which wasn't too far ahead. "There's our ride."

As they continued to sprint forward, Steve and Scott were soon beside them; each of them making their way across the runway, until Steve waved Bucky, Sam, and Furia over. As the seven ran side by side with their eyes fixed on the jet and ready to make their escape, a yellow energy beam scorched the ground before their feet. All of them came to a halt, while qVision floated several feet above their heads.

"Captain Rogers. I know you believe what you're doing is right. But for the collective good you must surrender now." Vision said, trying to reason with his friend.

Soon after he'd spoke, Ironman landed not far behind Vision; with the rest of his team quickly joining Tony's side.

Steve and those who sided with him remained silent but none looked remotely defeated. They were more determined than ever, as if being pushed only motivated them further.

"What do we do, Cap?" Sam asked.

Steve had always been the leader, and all of them stood waiting for his command, because in each of their eyes, he was simply fit to lead.

"We fight." He answered.

Natasha sighed, looking to Tony. "This is gonna end well."

The opposing sides moved toward each other with grim determination etched on their faces. What had started as a slow march toward one another had turned into a jog.

Peter looked at the faces of Cap's team, none of which looked remotely frightened or ready to back down. "They're not stopping."

"Neither are we." Tony replied.

Eventually, they all had reached a full sprint, until a battle between both sides had ensued. Steve blocked a punch from Tony who descended toward him. He countered with several attacks as Clint shot an arrow at Vision.

Taking off, Sam decided to draw off any attacks from War Machine who was quick to take the bait. Rhodey flew after him as the two fired non lethal shots.

With T'Challa hellbent on taking out Bucky, the Panther's blows were filled with rage and seemed to never stop. In truth, if it hadn't been for Bucky's lightning reflexes he'd have been dead already.

Furia blasted Natasha with ice sending her soaring back. She turned her sights on T'Challa next. It wasn't doubt in Bucky's ability that had her racing to his aid, but an innate urge to protect him at all cost. But a sudden kick from Peter as he swung by had Furia hitting the pavement with a painful thud. She closed her eyes as things seemed to spin around her while she tried to catch her breath.

Ready to web her up, Peter turned toward Furia once more, but was forced another direction once Wanda began throwing cars his way.

Natasha, having recovered from Furia's blast, threw Scott aside almost too easily. Clint moved in front of her path as the two matched off. Clint managed to take her down despite knowing he'd been holding back, but by the way Nat was moving, he knew she was doing the same.

"We're still friends, right?" Natasha said, while she was still trapped in Clint's hold.

"Depends on how hard you hit me." Clint smirked.

With a quick spin of her legs, suddenly Natasha was the one with the upper hand. She raised her leg to kick him in the head, but stopped as if suddenly frozen in time, while a glow of red surrounded her foot. The pair looked toward Wanda who tossed Nat aside, before smashing into a baggage carrier. Natasha groaned from the impact certain her back would be sore for a good three weeks.

Wanda looked to Clint before she spoke. "You were pulling your punches."

Clint shrugged with a sheepish expression, taking off after Wanda. There was no sense in denying it. Nat had been one of his closest friends for years. He couldn't bring himself to risk her any harm, even if it had given Nat the advantage.

As T'Challa and Bucky continued to fight, Bucky held T'Challa's hand back, preventing him from striking his throat. Bucky strained to keep his hold on The Black Panther as he spoke. "I didn't kill your father." He admitted.

"Then why did you run?" T'Challa snapped. Freeing himself from Bucky's grip,he twisted his metal arm and kicked him into a nearby crate. With his claws extended, T'Challa aimed straight for Bucky's throat, but Furia had managed to intervene just in time. She froze his hand mid-air before surrounding T'Challa in a small fortress of ice.

It was a square prison barely large enough for him to turn around but thick enough to keep him busy as he tried to escape. She'd created it quicker than her abilities had ever allowed her and even Bucky had looked astonished. Furia stared at T'Challa's makeshift trap, as he banged against the thick layer of ice.

"Not my James, Panther man." She quipped before Bucky reached for her hand.

"I owe you one." He said as he dragged her forward.

With Peter now focused on Steve, he tried to swing toward him but hadn't expected Steve's shield to cut through his webbing before surprisingly turning its way back toward Captain America as if he'd summoned it back.

Catching himself, Peter stood on top of a ramp. "That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all."

"Look kid. There's a lot going on here that you don't understand." Steve said honestly.

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that." Peter started out. He fired his web which stuck to Steve's shield and ankle. Peter yanked Cap toward him, with pride, as he launched Steve forward with both legs.. He couldn't believe he'd bested Captain America. "He also said to go for your legs."

Steve raced to get his shield as Peter webbed his hands to stop him. Steve, was done being gentle. The kid had gotten on his last nerve. Doing an aerial somersault, he pulled the webbing toward him, which propelled Peter through the air. When Peter plowed into an object he shook his head embarrassed. Stopping Cap hadn't been as easy as he'd thought, Peter considered to himself.

As Sam continued to avoid fire from Iron Man, he swerved to the left before speaking. "Clint, can you get him off me?"

Pointing his arrow toward Iron Man, Clint looked toward the tip of his arrow before speaking. "Buckled in?"

Scott, standing on the tip, readied himself for the launch. "Yeah. No, I'm good- I'm good, Arrow Guy. Let's go. Let's go!"

As the arrow soared toward Ironman, the head suddenly split before it sprayed shards of explosives near Tony. Avoiding them with his hand blasters, he never even noticed Scott as he landed on his suit and squeezed through the cracks.

Amidst a quick recover, Peter threw another web toward Steve which he'd caught with ease. Steve had begun to figure the young boy out and his years of combat were giving him the edge. He pulled Peter in his direction, and knocked him with his shield.

Rolling out of harm's way, Peter propelled forward and landed on a gangway.

"Stark tell you anything else?" Steve asked.

"That you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous." Trying to catch Steve off guard he swung toward him but Cap had expected the move. He kicked his back toward the gangway's leg.

"Guess he had a point." Steve admitted before he tossed his shield into the leg that Peter now stood near. Breaking it, the gangway collapsed which forced Peter to hold it steady. The object was quite heavy as Peter strained to keep it up.

"You got heart, kid. Where're you from?" Steve asked.

"Queens." He answered, still straining weight.

Steve smiled as he pointed to himself. "Brooklyn." He said, before taking off.

While Clint fired arrows at Iron Man to keep him busy, Tony attempted to fire a laser from his arm which he realized had malfunctioned.

"FRIDAY?" Tony said, curiously.

"We have some weapon systems offline."

"They what?" Tony said, perplexed. He was much too good had the mechanics of his suit for them to fail on his behalf.

"Oh, you're gonna have to take this into the shop." Scott smirked. He pulled another wire from inside Tony's suit before moving on to damage something else.

"Who's speaking?" Tony groaned.

"It's your conscience. We don't talk a lot these days." Scott jested.

"Friday?" Tony said, as if asking for assistance. He was ready to be rid of the little ass.

"Deploying fire suppression system."

'Uh oh- Oh boy. Whoa!" Scott raced through the narrow space of components to avoid the cloud of CO-2 moving his way but was eventually ejected from Tony's suit.

Steve, having finally caught up with Bucky and Furia(who were using a hangway as cover) looked to his old friend hoping they both were okay. She sported a good cut on the side of her head as Steve noticed for the first time that her blood was a silvery shade of white.

"We gotta go. That guy's probably in Siberia by now." Bucky stated. Steve could see the concern in Bucky's eyes and knew it wasn't just the Dr. that had him frazzled. Furia's injury was affecting him as well, and his old friend was ready to get the woman he loved out of harm's way.

Steve's mind instantly pictured Nat's face. She'd been the one person he'd avoided during this fight and the one that caused him the greatest pain. To be on opposing sides with her was like being on opposing sides with himself.

"We gotta draw out the flyers. I'll take Vision. You get to the jet."

"No you get to the jet. The three of you!" Sam started out over his com as he flew through the air being chased by War Machine. "The rest of us aren't getting out of here."

"As much as I hate to admit it, if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it." Clint agreed, as he reached for another arrow.

"This isn't the real fight, Steve." Sam added.

Steve sighed. He knew his friends had been right but had hoped he could have devised another way for them all to leave together.

"Alright, Sam, what's the play?" Steve asked, saddened.

"We need a diversion, something big." Sam announced, as he avoided another air strike from Rhodey.

"I got something kind of big, but I can't hold it very long." Scott started out. "On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half-" He continued to make his across the baggage mover(albeit slowly despite his sprint. He was, afterall, rather small at that point) "don't come back for me."

Bucky's face contorted. "He's gonna tear himself in half?"

"You're sure about this, Scott?" Steve asked with uncertainty.

"I do it all the time. I mean once… in a lab. Then I passed out." Scott took a deep breath before trying to gain confidence. "I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the boss. I'm the BOSS!" He leaped from the mobile stairway for War Machine's back as he flew by. Landing, Scott pressed a device near his wrist before his entire body enlarged into a towering behemoth. His eyes went large as he made a pleasantly surprised grumble. He grabbed for War Machine's legs, holding him back with ease.

"Holy shit!" Peter yelled unexpectedly.

"Okay, tiny dude his big now. He's big now." Rhodey said, over his com.

"I guess that's the signal." Steve announced amazed.

Sam smiled as he soared passed."Way to go tic tac.'

Tony paused, looking up at the newly formed giant who still held onto War Machine. "Give me back my Rhodey." He demanded.

Sam flew toward Tony unexpectedly, before knocking him aside while Scott tossed Rhodey through the air like a baseball.

As War Machine tumbled midair Peter moved to help. "I got him!" He yelled, shooting web toward Rhodey as he went by. Using a truck to brace his legs, Peter tugged Rhodey toward him

Just before War Machine crashed into a plane, Peter's assistance gave him the momentum he needed to propel forward.

Scott kicked a bus that rolled menacingly toward T'Challa. Vision was quick to beam the bus in half, protecting the king of Wakanda from harm.

T'Challa then noticed Steve, Bucky, and Furia running beyond the chaos. He tried to find a way passed it all as Ironman took off for Sam before he narrowly missed Scott swinging the wing of a plane his way.

"Okay, anybody on our side hiding any shocking and fantastic abilities they'd like to disclose, I'm open to suggestion." Tony stated with sarcastic frustration.

Sam moved toward Tony before firing Redwing his way as it knocked into his helmet, just as Scott kicked out his leg to keep T'Challa from following Bucky, Steve, and Furia.

"You wanna get to them, you gotta go through me." Scott's gigantic foot smashed the crates T'Challa stood on to bits.

Trying to counter Scott's impressive distraction, Rhodey fired a continuous stream of explosions at Scott's face while Peter swung behind him with a web on Rhodey's back. Engulfed in smoke, Scott fumbled waving his hand through the gray cloud. Peter threw a web at Scott's arm before twirling around his it several times. He launched himself for Scott's helmet who grunted from the sudden impact..Stumbling back, Scott stomped on a truck which exploded from the weight.

Clint, who was fending off T'Challa at Scott's feet, fired several arrows toward him. He dodged the first few before he snatched another in his hand, crushing it under the power of his vibranium suit.

With his claws extended, T'Challa moved toward Clint.

"We haven't met yet.." Clint started out. He flattened his bow suddenly, spinning it around. He'd fought many guys who had out strengthened him before and Clint was ready to get his ass kicked if need be. All he had to do was give his friends time. "I'm Clint." He finished.

"I don't care." T'Challa stated moving to attack.

Wielding his bow like a staff, he threw several blows at the king who blocked his efforts. Clint didn't care whether his hit landed as long as he could keep him busy.

As Ant-Man still fought against War Machine, he punched Rhodey as he moved through the air but War Machine was quick to regain position. Swinging a gangway with ease, Scott wielded it toward Rhodey as he blasted the gangway until most of its' contents were nothing but dust.

His weapon destroyed, Scott tried to stomp on War Machine who managed to avoid his giant foot. Rhodey soared out of Scott's grasp and headed for Steve, Bucky, and Furia but was projected out of the way as Wanda caused him to smash against a nearby plane.

Doing what she could to distract Rhodey, Wanda tossed several vehicles in his path while Peter leaped for Scott's head.

"Get off." Scott said, annoyed, like he'd dealing with a persistent fly. He flung Peter aside unaware of Vision moving toward him.

Vision, soared forward, shoving Scott back, who collided with a plane. Noticing Steve, who was almost to the quintjet, Vision phased through Scott.

"Something just flew in me!" Scott panicked.

Finally overpowering Clint, T'Challa kicked his opponent aside and sprinted toward Bucky, ready to take his vengeance once and for all.

Firing a beam of energy, Vision blasted the control tower as it collapsed toward the hangar entrance. Wanda strained as she held the tower from falling any further, giving Steve, Bucky, and Furia a chance to get by.

A sudden scream filled the air as Wanda held onto her head, losing her concentration on the tower. The pain from War Machine's sonic blaster was overpowering and soon Wanda was on her knees. But before the tower had hit the ground, Furia had blasted her cold, diverting the tower's landing enough for them to jump beyond it.

Standing in front of the quinjet, Nat looked to Steve. As their eyes met, Furia could see the pain they both seemed to carry. To be against one another was the last thing they'd wanted. She sensed the love that neither had been willing to admit and in that moment, Furia knew Natasha hadn't been there to fight any of them.

"You're not gonna stop." Natasha said. It hadn't been a question, because she already knew the answer.

"You know I can't" Steve replied softly. His voice was gentle and almost pleading.

Natasha sighed, tilting her hide. "I'm gonna regret this." Pointing her fist beyond the three, Natasha stunned T'Challa who had attempted to sneak behind them.

He fell to his knees from the heavy current of electricity, as Natasha rushed them along. "Go." She commanded.

Steve smiled to himself as they got inside the jet. Nat was always on his side in the end. Even if she'd stated otherwise. As Steve and Bucky readied the jet for take off, Furia stood behind the pilot and co-pilot chairs.

Blasting debris out of their way with the quinjets guns, Steve slowly navigated the aircraft from the ground. T'Challa leaped for the jet but could not keep hold of his grasp as it began to soar out of the hangar, but Rhodey was quick to fly after it.

Knowing Steve had things under control, Bucky rose from his seat. His hands rested on Furia's shoulders as he looked at the open wound on the side of her forehead.

"Stop." Furia laid her hand oj his chest. "Tis but a scratch." She smirked, quoting Monty Python.

His eyebrow raised and she realized he didn't get the reference. Rolling her eyes, Furia sighed. "I'm not even from Earth and I've seen more movies than you."

Bucky side grinned, glad to see she was smart mouthing him as usual. He kissed her forehead. "I've spent the last eighty years busy being mind controlled, remember?"

Still in the hangar, T'Challa turned to Natasha who spoke. "I said I'd help you find him, not catch him. There's a difference." Once a double agent always a double agent. She thought to herself. It was of course true but in her heart she'd never betray Steve and that was more than reason for her actions anything else.

Outside Vision knelt beside Wanda who remained on the ground. He gently wrapped his arms around her and she welcomed his sudden embrace.

"I'm sorry." Vision's voice was soft and full of remorse.

"Me too." She answered.

"It's as I said. Catastrophe." He added somberly.

Piloting the quintjet Steve looked over his shoulder to find Rhodey encroaching on their position to the right. Accelerating, Steve pushed the thrusters forward just as Iron Man flew alongside War Machine, with Sam close behind.

"Vision, I got a bandit on my six." Rhodey announced. Falcon was quick to fire several explosives which erupted and buffeted War Machine. "Vision! You copy? Target his thrusters, turn him into a glider." Rhodey yelled, wondering where the hell his backup was.

Finally averting his gaze from Wanda, Vision aimed for Sam before firing a beam his way, but Sam saw it coming and managed to tuck and roll out of the way. Vision's beam suddenly sliced through the core on War Machine's chest plate shutting down the suit entirely.

As Rhodey began to free fall, he swallowed with fear in his heart. He knew that considering how high they'd been he'd be lucky if his landing wouldn't be fatal.

"Rhodey!" Tony cried out in horror. He rushed toward him but could see it was unlikely he would make it to his side in order to help.

"Tony, I'm flying dead stick." He shuttered. Smoke emitted from his suit as he plunged toward the earth.

"Rhodes!" Tony screamed just before his longtime friend and partner smashed into a field. The sheer force sent pieces of the earth flying around Rhodey's still form.

As he landed beside him, Tony retracted his helmet. He leaned over Rhodey before removing his helmet. Tony's heart began to race as he took in Rhodey's condition. Unconscious and bleeding. "Read vitals." He asked FRIDAY.

"Heartbeat detected. Emergency medical is on its way." She answered.

Sam quickly swooped down beside them, landing on his feet. Retracting his wings Sam lowered his head.

"'I'm sorry." Sam sounded sincere but Tony couldn't even stand that he was near him. Tony zapped Sam off his feet flying backward with a beam of energy. If he and Steve would have signed the damn Accords from the beginning Rhodey wouldn't be lying unconscious. If anyone was to blame it was them. His anger made his blood boil as he fought back the urge to cry. In that moment, Pepper came to mind. He wished she was near. Somehow with her, shit like this was just easier.

As Vision glided to the ground, his eyes were fixed on Rhodey. Guilt washed over him as he looked to his friend; unmoving and chest barely rising. Rhodey was alive but there was no telling how severe his condition might be and had it not been for his own mistake Rhodey would be okay. Every outcome from today was nothing short of appalling and as Vision watched Tony hold his friend he wondered if many of their friendships could truly ever be rekindled….

A/N

Thank you so much for reading my latest chapter. I want to explain that if you noticed portions of the airport missing this was intentional. I wanted to capture a great deal of this scene but felt several parts should be left to only be seen through a certain character's eyes. I feel pretty confident this chapter turned out good and I hope you agree!

Sorry about the wait but I really struggled with whether I wanted Furia to be captured or make it on that quintjet and in the end I kept feeling that the Bucky I know and love, as well as the one I've written(who I hope at least SOMEWHAT feels like Bucky Barnes) would not have gotten on that jet without her. So here we are :) Once again, I LOVE the response I've gotten so far and thanks to you ALL.

As a heads up. for those of you who have enjoyed my style I would like to let you know of another story I'll be posting. So if you LOVED the tv series Merlin get ready for my own take! Anyway, thanks for reading!