As Thor continued to pummel Bruce into the ground, T'Challa and his son Amandla continued to work on keeping Bucky unconscious as they hid behind a storage crate. Sam flew above Thor, shooting down at him before soaring away as quick as he could to avoid Thor's lighting strikes. Tony kept watch on his former teammate, occasionally updating Tessa and Morgan as they rested near the Wakandans.

"He's relentless. Even Captain Marvel can barely hold her own." Tony mumbled as Thor brought his ax down on Carol, but she crossed her wrists and caught it, holding it back with all her might as he tried to crush her. "We could really use one of our two super soldiers right about now. Speaking of which, where's the other old man?"

Morgan leaned her head against the crate, lulling her neck back and forth as she rested, "He's not going to be a lot of help, unfortunately." Tony looked to his daughter curiously and she sighed, "Schmidt used the anti-serum he took from Kayla."

Tony rubbed his face roughly, "Shit."

"I know." Morgan answered, looking to Tessa as she gently rubbed Bucky's cheek. "Dad, I don't know how we're going to get out of this. Thor could be under her spell, just like Bucky was."

"Well, if we can figure out how to help him, we can figure out how to help Thor." Tony mumbled, looking to T'Challa, "You having any luck?"

"His brain waves seem normal, but we won't know for sure until he wakes up." Amandla answered, looking up when he heard Kate yell she was out of arrows. The young man looked to Tessa, waiting to see if she'd respond, "Are you ready for us to wake him up?"

Tessa looked down at her husband and smoothed back his unruly hair, giving a couple of small nods, "I want to see him."

Amandla looked to his father, who gave a weary nod. The Wakandan prince twisted a bead on his kimoyo bracelet. Bucky groaned as the man plucked the bead from his neck and placed it back with the rest, shifting to his knees to give the assassin some space.

Bucky's eyelids slowly pried open and upon seeing the Wakandan Prince he growled and lunged forward as Amandla stumbled to his feet and backed away. Bucky stood, looking between the newcomer and T'Challa, barely any recognition in his eyes. He looked down, seeing he was missing his left arm, then saw Tony as he stood in front of his daughter.

"Bucky?"

The soldier closed his eyes, shaking his head to push out the voice, but it came again, softer almost, like an angel in a dream, "Bucky, it's me."

Bucky took a deep breath and opened his eyes, looking down to see his wife leaning against the crate, her hand across her stomach as she looked up at him with her chocolate eyes and bittersweet smile. "Tessa?"

She nodded and he looked up when he heard Banner roar, quickly kneeling down beside his wife. It was then Bucky realized there was blood staining her shirt, "What happened?" He looked back at Morgan, taking in how terrified she looked at him, and the faint bruise around her neck shaped like a hand. "Oh my God-"

"It wasn't your fault, you didn't mean to." Tessa murmured as Bucky carefully lifted her hand to see the massive gash across her abdomen. He recognized the kimoyo bead stopping the infection from spreading and looked up to T'Challa, this time knowing exactly who the man was.

"Did I do this?" He asked the King earnestly, and Tessa pulled his face back to hers, pressing a kiss to his lips as thunder echoed outside. "I'm so sorry, Baby."

"I know. Really seals the deal on the whole kid thing." She chuckled, but Bucky just dug his forehead into her collarbone, "Shhh, it's okay. This is the least of our worries, I promise. Just keep me safe now." Tessa asked, twisting her neck to press a light kiss to his face. "Bucky, look at me. We're going to be okay."

"Are you going to die?" He asked seriously, looking to Stark quickly for the truth, because he knew Tessa would lie to protect him. "I'll never forgive myself."

"I'm not going to die. Not today." Tessa sighed, closing her eyes as the battle raged on behind her. "Get that arm back on and try to help them. I'm not getting any better hiding here." Amandla moved to stand beside Bucky, holding his vibranium arm out to him. Bucky allowed the man to replace his arm, never taking his eyes off his wife. She chuckled, wincing as her chest moved up and down, "Plus, you gotta save Steve and Kayla. And the kids- I'm down for the count, Baby. I need you to make sure those kids are okay."

"You are my priority." Bucky whispered and Tessa shook her head, "Don't tell me no, you come first."

"She's gonna be fine, Barnes. I give you my word. We won't let anything happen to her." Tony intervened and Tessa smiled thankfully at him before looking back to her husband.

"I'm fine. Go." Tessa prodded, tilting her head slightly to the side to gesture toward the sound of the fighting. Bucky nodded, bending down to kiss her deeply for a few moments before darting around the corner with T'Challa and his son hot on his trail.

Morgan looked to Tessa nervously before addressing her father, "Why did you promise that? Did neither of you hear what T'Challa said?"

"Listen, if I know anything, I know Kayla Rogers. Tessa isn't going anywhere." Tony smiled confidently at the injured woman as he heard Thor rumbling threats at the others. Morgan didn't look nearly as convinced as her father, but Tony added, "If Kayla can reverse the effects of the Infinity Stones, she can fix this."

"I already have serum in my system." Tessa mumbled, catching Morgan and Tony's attention, "She accidentally drugged me while purposely drugging Steve. It's a whole thing, but yeah, like your dad said, I'm not worried." All three looked to the left as Bucky was thrown against the wall beside them. He looked up at Tessa, rolling his eyes but clambering to his feet anyway and charging back into the fight. Tessa nodded, sighing deeply despite the searing pain in her stomach, mumbling sarcastically, "Not worried at all."

Kayla leaned all her weight against the Enchantress as she tried to choke the life out of her. Kayla could feel the Asgardian losing the battle beneath her, her gagging becoming deeper as she grew closer to her demise. As much as she didn't want to murder this woman in cold blood in front of her son, she needed to be rid of her. She needed to save her family.

With Amora gone, she could get to Steve. She could save him, fix him, take him home and never look back. Kayla could practically taste his lips on hers as Amora finally wiggled one of her hands out of Kayla's grip. Kayla used every ounce of her super human strength to hold her down. With her free hand, Amora slammed her palm to the ground beside them, bringing down a spear through Kayla's chest into her own.

Kayla gasped as the spear embedded itself into her rib cage, feeling her arms and legs weaken and threaten to collapse. The spear vanished and Kayla lost her balance, leaning to the side to fall away from Amora as the Enchantress gasped for breath, her own chest broken open and bleeding out.

A light laugh left Amora's lips as Kayla groaned, looking over at the other blonde, "You cheated."

"My life is yours now. If you die, so do I." Amora laughed through her cough, beginning to turn over before being battered into the ground by James. His serum was back, since Amora had broken her deal, and he used every bit of strength to bash the life out of the Enchantress for hurting his mother. Punch after punch after punch, James could think of nothing else but saving Kayla. It was up to him to finish the job she started.

Kayla screamed as she leaned against her forearm, trying to sit up as she gasped for air, but her windpipe was cut open and her serum was working overtime to correct the issue. Even still, Kayla felt dizzy as the blood began to pool on the floor beneath her.

Amora took every hit in stride as James wound up to deliver the final strike, "What I said goes both ways." Amora croaked, her neck quivering from the damage Kayla had done, "If you kill me, your mother dies."

James rocked back onto his feet away from Amora, looking to his mom to see her suffering. Kayla heard what the Enchantress had said though, and she cried out to her son as tears began to well in her green eyes, "Finish it."

"What?" James gasped, taking a step toward his mother as Amora tried to sit up. He kicked her in the chest and Kayla inhaled sharply. James saw Kayla's hand covered in blood and sobbed, "I'm not gonna let you die."

"James, if you don't kill her this never ends." Kayla bawled, her arms shaking until she finally collapsed on her side, looking up at her son, "There is no other way."

James clenched his jaw, kneeling down next to Kayla to hold her up. She coughed up blood as he carefully sat her up and rested her side against his chest, "Please... Figure something else out."

Kayla reached up and weakly brushed James's hair to the side, "I'm out of ideas, Honey." She whispered, running her clean hand against his face as her bloody right hand landed on the star on his chest. She sucked in air, causing her to cough again as her eyes followed her hand, "It's okay... I love you." Kayla said as James carefully lowered her to the ground before standing, looking over to Amora darkly.

When she saw him, she forced a laugh, choking a bit, but her smile never faded. James stormed over to her, the ground practically quaking with his need for vengeance. He went down on one knee, grabbing Amora's neck and pulling her up with him, but she continued to grin. Her emerald eyes sparkled mischievously as she looked past James for a moment, then purposely spoke as loudly as her throat would allow, "Finish me off. You'll kill three birds with one stone."

James narrowed his eyes at her, squeezing her neck tighter as she choked, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Amora looked right past James to Kayla as the woman looked up at the exchange, "My magic is the only thing keeping Daddy alive. If I die, so does he."

James slammed his eyes closed, not letting up on his grip. He tried to come to terms with what he was about to do, wishing, praying his mother would stop him.

"Wait."

James sighed in relief at his mother's voice, dropping Amora offhandedly as he whipped back around to Kayla. He crossed the floor to her, seeing she'd lost almost all her color. She was barely hanging on. James knelt down beside her, blocking her from Amora as she groaned, "Open this." She mumbled lightly, tapping one of the packs on her belt. He followed her instructions and unsnapped the compartment, finding it more difficult than it should have been. It wasn't meant to be opened by someone who wasn't a super soldier.

James swallowed, reaching inside the small compartment, finding it steel enforced to protect whatever was inside. He pulled out a syringe filled with light blue liquid, cradling it gently. He looked to Kayla for an explanation but she just coughed and placed her hand on his, "You have to save him. He's the only one who can defeat Schmidt." Kayla croaked, a small smile on her lips, "If you can save your dad, I'll be okay."

James nodded, understanding his mother's directions. He gave her bloody hand a gentle squeeze, clenching the vial carefully as he stood, turning to face Amora before darting away to find his father.

A frustrated cry escaped Amora's strangled throat as she rolled over onto her stomach, reaching forward to aim at James as he ran. She took her aim and grit her teeth, suddenly distracted by the door in the far corner opening.

"Dad!" James called when he saw it was his dad and sister, relieved he'd be able to complete his mom's last request. He pushed himself harder to reach his family, but Amora finally found her aim and blasted him, encasing the young super soldier in a thick block of ice.

"Ha!" Amora grunted, finally allowing herself to rest. She closed her eyes, confident Schmidt could finish off Captain America and his daughter.

"James!" Sarah yelped, skidding to a stop next to her brother. She pressed her hands against the ice, but he was too deep to get out now. "Is he going to be okay?" She asked Steve, realizing his eyes were locked on something else. Sarah followed her dad's gaze to her mother, reaching to her abdomen instinctively. She hung back, watching as Steve approached Kayla and dropped his shield. He fell to his knees, scooping her up to cradle her against his chest.

"Kay." She said softly, studying the hole in her chest, "What happened?"

"Well, this is better than I could have imagined it."

Steve looked up to see Schmidt approaching them with a menacing grin. Captain America growled to his enemy, "What more can you possibly take from me?"

"Your daughter, your son, and then your life. I'm just thankful there are no more super soldiers to deal with, seeing as your son has followed in your footsteps and your wife is, well, dead." Schmidt sneered, and Kayla shifted in Steve's arms.

"I'm not dead yet, asshole." She hissed, unable to open her eyes as the back of her head rested against Steve's thigh.

Schmidt cocked a gun and took aim at Kayla and Steve, "That can be arranged."

Steve stared up at Schmidt defiantly, but he didn't move. He considered grabbing his shield, but he didn't even know if he'd be strong enough to hold it up against the bullets at close range. He could try to get away, but he couldn't leave Kayla. She never left his side, no matter how terrifying the threat. He couldn't abandon her now.

"I've waited a long time for this, Rogers. If I gain nothing else, at least I know I killed Captain America."

"No." Sarah barked confidently, slowly walking toward the Red Skull with her hands at her sides, "No, I'm going to stop you."

"You don't have it in you." Schmidt taunted as he kept the gun trained on her parents, but his eyes were locked on Sarah. "We can fight and fight and fight, but you can't deliver the final blow."

Sarah narrowed her eyes and the corner of her lip threatened to curl into a smile. She could see Schmidt was calling her bluff. He knew she'd beat him. She just had to prove she was brave enough. She could end this, and save her family. Sarah just had to kill this one man.

Schmidt finally raised the gun to Sarah and fired. The bullet ricocheted off of Sarah's suit, pushing her back a pace, but she was saving her power. She didn't know if she could follow through with her plan, but she'd try. As Schmidt took aim again, his target only a few feet from him, Sarah lunged forward and grabbed the gun, flinging it away before smacking her palm against the Red Skull's chest.

The Red Skull's soul floated from his body and the lifeless figure collapsed at Sarah's feet. She stumbled back, unsure what to do now. Schmidt saw this and grinned from where he floated above her, "Will you feed on my soul? Take it as your own and destroy me? Then you don't have to kill me, I'll just be there in the back of your soul, forever."

"If that's what it takes to defeat you-" Sarah raised her hand, focusing her mind and her energy and reaching out to take Schmidt's soul, but she didn't get the chance.

Steve tore past his daughter, shield in hand, and bashed his Captain America shield against the Red Skull's face, crushing his skull before Sarah had to make the choice. Sarah backed away quickly as her father landed a second and a third blow, then quickly pulled Schmidt's soul back into his body for the fourth and final hit. He looked at Steve with wide eyes and let out a pained scream, just as Steve bashed open his head. Johann Schmidt, the Red Skull, was gone.

Sarah began to drop, exhausted and traumatized and so, so thankful. It was over. Steve was immediately at her side, holding her close to his bony chest as she began to cry. "Shhh, it's okay. You did so good. It's over now."

"Not yet." Amora groaned, narrowing her eyes at the pair, but Sarah quickly blasted the blonde, putting her to sleep so they could save Kayla.

"Not another word of out of you." Sarah hissed, leaning over and placing her hands on her knees for just a second to catch her breath, then she turned and followed her father to where Kayla laid. "Mom! I can save you- I can help-"

Steve sat and propped Kayla up against his side again, brushing back her hair as she sighed softly, "Go... get your brother. Get him out, then you can save me."

Sarah nodded and sprinted to James, blasting the block of ice with her power in an attempt to break it away.

"You're gonna be okay. I swear on my life Kay. I'm not gonna leave you." Steve promised, pressing a soft kiss to her hair as he cried. "Stay with me."

"The Enchantress linked our lives." Kayla sputtered, tilting her head just a little to see Steve's face. "If she dies, so do I. And vice versa."

"No. No we're gonna figure something out. We'll break the spell, I'm not gonna let you die just to defeat her." Steve told Kayla, looking up to see Sarah struggling with the ice. "You don't have to do this."

"You would." Kayla breathed shakily as a small smile bloomed. "If the Enchantress dies, so do I. And so do you."

"We can't leave the kids." Steve argued, trying to get his wife to fight, "Damn it, Kay, can't you be selfish one more time?" Steve chuckled, feeling his heart sink.

Kayla shook her head a little, struggling to keep her eyes open, "Not this time, Darling." Steve leaned his cheek against his wife's head, trying so hard not to cry. "James has- he has the serum." Steve looked at Kayla and she forced her eyes open to look at him, "It's the good stuff. Pure. Perfect. The best I've ever done. I never leave home without it."

"I could give it to you-"

"And how's that gonna stop the Enchantress?" Kayla bit back, feeling what little strength she had left begin to fade, "Let me go, Steve. It's okay."

"Please don't do this. Kay... Kay, please, hang on for me. For the kids, please, they need you." Steve sobbed quietly, realizing she was slipping, "Kay, please don't leave me. I love you so much."

Kayla blinked slowly, then finally heard the sound of shattering ice. She sighed as Steve smoothed down her long blonde hair, holding her as tightly as he could. Kayla took a deep, shaky breath and whispered, "I love you, too."

Kayla pulled his head down to hers, crashing her lips against his one last time. Steve obliged, holding the back of her neck as he kissed her, until he felt her go limp in his arms. She was gone.