**A/N: How's everyone holding up? It snowed more than 50 cm in my hometown yesterday and it looks like another few cm are coming down right now. Also, it was colder here than the North Pole on my birthday. We basically broke two records, coldest day and most snowfall in the spand of a few days. Good thing I have the week off from school, because no WAY would I be busing an hour to class in that mess. I'm just looking forward to the end of April, when school is over, I have no work and I'll be off in Florida. And then, of course, they'll only be a week until Civil War!

Chapter 37- I've Got No Strings

"I've got no strings to hold me down, to make me fret or make me frown. I had strings but now I'm free. There are no strings on me. Hi-ho the me-ri-o, that's the only way to go. I want the world to know nothing ever worries me. Hi-ho the me-ri-o, I'm as happy as can be."

~I've Got No Strings, Pinocchio


Steve watched as Bethany helped a little girl find her parents, giving the brunette a small smile before joining him again. The girl had run up to Bethany a few minutes prior, bawling her eyes out, and clutching to the woman's leg. Bethany let down her hard demeanour in order to give this girl reassurance and comfort while they found her parents, but now that the girl was reunited with her family, Bethany's face was hard again.

"Avengers," Steve said over the comms. "We're leading the civilians to the town hall. Try to meet us there."

"The air, Steve," Bethany reminded him as they, plus Wanda who was on their trail, walked to a small opening beside the town hall.

"I know," Steve nodded as Natasha met them from the opposite side. "We can't do anything about that until Stark figures something out."

"Is that my jacket?" Natasha asked, pointing to the red leather one Wanda was sporting. The look on Wanda's face showed just how awkward she felt at the situation, and Steve couldn't really blame her. Less than twenty-four hours ago, she was the enemy.

"She's with us," Steve promised Natasha, coming to their new teammate's defense.

"That still doesn't explain the jacket," Natasha replied, Clint coming up behind her.

"That's definitely not important right now," Bethany reminded her friend.

"Fighting these robots is getting us nowhere," Steve said, bringing the conversation back to what really mattered.

"The air's getting thin," Clint spoke up. "We go much higher, people start dropping."

"Us included," Bethany pointed out to the team. "Then we're really screwed. But we've got the people contained, so at least if they drop, it'll be in one area opposed to all over the place."

"There are people in the city still hiding," Wanda said quietly, looking to Bethany and Steve, using her ability.

"Root them out," Steve ordered, Wanda giving a nod before moving. "Barton-"

"I got her six," Clint promised as Wanda walked by him. Natasha gave him a confused look, to which he replied with "What?" Natasha needed a very long fill-in of everything that happened while she was Ultron's prisoner.

"And us?" Natasha asked him, walking towards Steve and Bethany.

"We fight robots," Steve replied, as if it was the simplest thing in the word. Natasha replied by taking out her electric batons, ready for anything.

"Today?" Pietro asked, zooming to them with an Ultron hand in his grip. "You fight robots today? Or is next month better for you?"

He tossed Steve the arm before zooming off again. Steve turned to look at Bethany, his wife looking less than impressed at Pietro's antics. "Go ahead, I'll be right behind you," Steve said to Natasha, the redhead nodding.

"Steve-" Bethany began, sounding exasperated.

Steve shook his head, dropping the bot's arm and putting his hands on her shoulders. "I'm just checking in."

Bethany shook her head, but more with annoyance. "Steve, we're losing time. There's still some people that need to-"

"Okay," he interrupted, deciding that she was right. "Let's go."

They stalked off, seeing some people that were coming from the heart of the city that Wanda had rooted out. "Just get in there," Bethany instructed, some of the citizens having a hard time seeing as the air fogged up with every passing second.

Steve put a comforting hand on a woman's back, steadying her as the lack of air seemed to be getting to her. "The next wave's gonna hit any minute," Steve said, regarding the Ultron bots. "What have you got, Stark?"

"Well, nothing great," Tony admitted sadly. Steve looked up to Bethany, who was intently helping a young family find the right way. "Maybe a way to blow up the city. That'll keep it from impacting the surface if you guys can get clear."

"I asked for a solution, not an escape plan," Steve replied strongly, not liking Tony's idea at all. He was actually suggesting that he let innocent people suffer for their mistakes while the team made a swift getaway.

"Impact radius is getting bigger every second. We're going to have to make a choice," Tony informed him.

Finally, as all the people seemed to make their way into the town hall, Bethany looked up at Steve. He knew she heard what Tony had said, and Steve knew that what he was about to say to her, she wasn't going to like. He didn't like it much either, but he knew that Bethany couldn't stay here much longer. She needed to get into the quinjet and make her way back to the Tower. Either way, Bethany would survive this. He didn't want her to be there when they all bit the dust, if it came to that.

"No," Bethany said when she walked up to him. "You asked me not to leave you, and I made you a promise. I'm not leaving."

"I'm not putting you through the unnecessary pain of watching your friends die," Steve told her strictly.

"It's not going to come to that," Bethany said after a hard swallow. There was no indication in her eyes of pain or sadness. She was covering up her emotions so well, it was frightening. "I've never known you to give up when there's still a fighting chance. Even then. You're stubborn and stupid and make bad choices after bad choices. Don't be a reasonable and responsible dipshit now."

Steve was taken aback by her choice of words but couldn't help but smile at her. Her attitude and unwillingness to quit was more than what he expected. And more than anything, she was pushing him, giving him a reason to prove her wrong. And he certainly didn't want to die a reasonable and responsible dipshit.

"Look, if worse comes to worse, I want to remember not leaving you," Bethany told him, her tone a little softer than before. "I want to spend every last second, fighting, with you by my side. I know that I can't convince you to leave with me, not while there's people still on this rock, but don't try and convince me to leave."

Steve let out a heavy breath of air, reaching out to touch her face softly. It was only when his hand touched her soft cheek that her façade cracked just a little, Bethany looking like she was on the edge of breaking down. "I don't want to say goodbye," he finally admitted to her softly, keeping his emotions at bay as best he could.

"Well, you don't have to," a familiar voice chimed through the comms. Wind started to blow in their faces wildly and the ground started rumbling as a helicarrier broke through the clouds, very easily being the most beautiful thing Steve had ever seen in his entire life.

"Nice, right?" Nick continued. "I pulled her out of mothballs with a couple of old friends. She's dusty, but she'll do."

"Fury, you son of a bitch," Steve said cheekily, unable to keep a chuckle silent. Bethany threw her head back in laughter, Steve looking at her bright smile. He was wrong before. That was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life.

"Oooh, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Fury teased him.

Bethany's hand intertwined with Steve's as they heard the ex-SHIELD team deploying the life boats. They were going to get everyone off the rock, blow it up, and then they would only have Ultron to deal with. That would be a whole other issue, but they were slowly crossing off their to-do list. Pietro zoomed over to watch with the Rogers, Natasha walking over with a smug smile on her face.

Steve squeezed Bethany's hand tightly, thinking about how close they were to getting to go home and be with Jamie. The job wasn't done, but things were looking up. "This is SHIELD?" Pietro asked.

"What it was supposed to be," Bethany informed him. "We got a little lost along the way."

"This is not so bad," Pietro decided.

"Standing here isn't doing anything to help the situation," Bethany reminded her team.

"Right," Steve said with a nod, watching as the lifeboats got closer to the rock and ready to be filled with civilians. "Let's load them up!"


Bethany carried a little boy to the lifeboats, handing him to a sobbing mother who had got separated from him. She was so thankful to have her boy in her arms again, sobbing, she couldn't even offer Bethany a quick 'thanks'. But Bethany knew the mother's gratitude because she knew that if it was her that had been separated from Jamie, she would be reacting the same way, too overcome with emotion to do anything but cry and hold her son.

"Thor, I got a plan!" Tony's voice came through the comms, Bethany physically feeling the heavy weight that had rested on her shoulders lift.

"We're out of time," Thor replied. "They're coming for the core."

As Tony instructed Rhodey to get the rest of the people safely aboard the helicarrier, Steve and Bethany met up, Steve carrying a little girl in his arms since the mother's arms were already full with two children, the children's father nowhere in sight. Bethany couldn't help but smile, watching as he carefully put the little girl onto the helicarrier, tapping her toes lightly before Steve turned to his wife. "Avengers, time to work for a living," Tony instructed.

"Where's the core?" Bethany asked as she and Steve worked in pace together.

"The center of the city," Steve replied. "It's a long walk."

Bethany nodded, looking at a motorcycle that had been abandoned earlier. Pulling it off the ground, she straddled it and checked the engine. It purred to life, literal music to her ears. "Hop on, I'm driving."

Steve looked unsure for only a brief second before smirking and throwing his leg over the bike and gripping her hips. Bethany had to remind herself that they were working and that his hands gripping her hips tightly shouldn't be sparking a fire inside her, but she couldn't help it. It wasn't even a gradual build, but an immediate spark. She wanted him hovering over her, thrusting in and out, his face focused on his movements and breath laboured.

"That one there," Steve said, reminding Bethany how to get the bike to leap forward. She knew how to work this bike, but she was so momentarily blinded by her imagination that she had drawn a blank. She said nothing as she followed his instructions, the bike soaring to life, making their way to the middle of the city.

She tried to remind herself that it hadn't been that long since they had been together, but the last few days were hard on both of them, and having his hands touching her like that was making it hard to focus. But as they pulled up to the center of the city, Bethany was quickly reminded that they had to get through this before she could even think about their post-win celebrations… assuming that they would have a win.

Immediately eyeing an Ultron bot, Steve sprang into action, turning to look at Bethany after it was disabled. His hair was almost all standing up and his face was covered in ash, but he still looked so damn good. He walked back over, offering her his hand. She stared at it for a moment before taking it and climbing off the bike.

"We can do this," Steve informed her, the two of them making their way to the center, where most of the team was waiting.

"I know," Bethany replied confidently. "You may have doubted us, but I didn't."

"That's-that's not entirely true," Steve told her, offering her a small smirk. "But we're not out of this yet. And if I go down-"

Bethany didn't let him finish, taking a hold of the leather shoulder straps for his shield to attack, pulling him forward for a kiss. She didn't hold anything back, pushing past his lips so she could taste everything that he was. Her movements were strong, but slow, and evoking the ultimate passion. When she broke away from him, Steve didn't move for a moment, still looking to be caught up in the kiss. Opening his eyes, he cleared his throat to bring his attention back to the matter at hand. "Well, that's a good incentive not to," Steve finally said, in regards to his previous statement that had been interrupted.

"That was the point," Bethany said with a smirk and a wink before taking the final steps and joining the team, Steve on her trail.

"Romanoff?" Tony asked, his arms up on red alert. "You and Banner better not be playing 'hide the zucchini'."

"Okay, ow…" Bethany mumbled. "That would not end well."

"Relax, Shellhead," Natasha replied, with absolutely no care to Tony's statement. "Not all of us can fly."

"'Hide the zucchini'?" Steve whispered into Bethany's ear.

"Like 'hide the pickle'," Bethany offered, Steve still looking lost. "Sex, Steve. It's a euphuism."

Realization overcame Steve's face as Natasha pulled up. "What's the drill?" The redhead asked.

"This is the drill," Tony said, pointing to a mysterious metal contraption that Bethany assumed was part of Ultron's evil plan. "If Ultron gets a hand on the core, we lose."

The Hulk came smashing forward, taking a bunch of bots down along the way. Bethany watched as a new and improved Ultron appeared in the sky, in all his vibranium-plated glory. "Is that the best you can do?!" Thor yelled, taunting the metal man.

"Oh for fuck's sake," Bethany said with a sigh, her words only becoming completely justified as Ultron rose a single hand and summoned a horde of bots, all in harmony.

"You had to ask," Steve said, sounding annoyed, frustrated and very much like an old man who needed a long nap, which Bethany realized was probably true.

"This is the best I can do," Ultron informed the group. "This is exactly what I wanted. All of you against all of me. How can you possibly hope to stop me?"

"Well, like the old man said," Tony began, looking to Steve for a moment, Steve looking back in curiosity. "'Together'."

The Hulk took this moment to let out the longest and loudest of roars, the Ultron bots immediately springing into action. Bethany had abandoned her long metal staff earlier when helping civilians, but knew that her suit was filled with goodies. Guns were attached to her hips and outer thigh, a long knife sheathed inside her boot, a few Stark Industry toys from when weapons were their main manufacture inside her utility belt, and her suit's ability to produce fire.

Bethany quickly found that her knife was the handiest, only having to cut the wires at the back of the bots' head to disable them completely. She added a few fancy moves she had learned from her time at SHIELD, and utilized her suit's fire power whenever she had a clear shot. Bethany could confidently say she hadn't moved this fast in years, the need to keep every single bot away from that core taking over all of her senses. She was so focused on her speed and precision that she didn't even notice Tony, the Vision and Thor slip away with Ultron until it seemed like all the remaining bots were flying away in a panic.

"Alright," Bethany said, panting and swallowing the dryness in her throat. "Good job, team."

"We gotta move out," Steve instructed. "Even I can tell the air is getting thin. You guys get to the boats… I'll sweep for stragglers, be right behind you."

"I'm coming with you," Bethany added, Steve not questioning her decision for a minute.

"What about the core?" Clint asked. Bethany agreed that the chances of a rogue Ultron bot coming back to finish Ultron's plans was almost a one hundred percent guarantee.

"I'll protect it," Wanda declared, looking to Clint. "It's my job."

Clint nodded, giving his trustworthy seal of approval to the red twin before calling for Nat to follow him.

"Come on," Steve said to his wife, the two of them running off into the city, their eyes open for any civilians. "Almost home free," he reminded her.

"We should take a vacation," Bethany decided, kicking open a door and looking in for anyone before quickly moving on. "I know it seems like we do that a lot but-"

"No, I agree," Steve replied, mimicking Bethany's previous actions. "But maybe something a little more… secluded than Disney World? A private island? Just us?"

"And Jamie," Bethany added, Steve helping Bethany climb a terrace so she could see if anyone was around.

"Maybe," Steve said as Bethany jumped back down into his arms. "Or maybe we hire a sitter for a few days."

"Ha, like I'm ever leaving him again," Bethany disagreed, slipping out of his arms before they jogged off to the next closed building, Steve breaking the door down with his shield.

"Just think about it," Steve asked of her before spotting some people.

Bethany did think about it, as they collected the rest of the people hiding within the city. The idea of having some time alone with Steve, uninterrupted time, was very, very tempting. They didn't get that very often. Something always came up, even before Jamie was born. Even during their honeymoon, Bethany and Steve got calls from SHIELD operatives with questions. Even Fury tried to get Steve to come home, just for a day, to complete a mission. Steve had almost considered it too, before he realized how angry the very idea made Bethany. She couldn't really remember the last time it was just them, no distractions at all.

But as a baby in his mother's arms started to cry, Bethany knew that their alone time would have to be postponed. She wasn't willing to leave Jamie even for a few days just yet. Maybe in a few months or in a year. But right now, their son would be joining them. Bethany knew Steve wouldn't be upset about this, but she completely understood why he wanted it to be just them.

"Is that the last of them?" Thor asked as they finally finished rounding up the group.

"Yeah," Steve nodded. "Everyone else is on the carrier."

"You know, if this works," Tony's voice rang through the comms. "We maybe don't walk away."

"Maybe not," Thor replied.

Bethany shook her head, letting out a breath. "You all have no faith," she threw her two companions a teasing smile, both of them knowing that in almost every other circumstance; Bethany had been a Negative Nellie. But for some reason, today, things were different. Bethany didn't want to believe things would end badly. They had come this far, everything just crumbling apart seemed like a cruel twist of fate.

"What now?" Thor asked the married couple.

Steve looked at Bethany before sighing and taking her hand. "Assuming Stark's plan on blowing this rock up works, we go home."

Bethany's lips tugged up slowly, carefully spreading into a happy grin. "And then?" Bethany asked.

Steve looked around, spotting Clint making his way back onto the rock in search of something. "Then we all decide what we want. Not for the team, but for ourselves. Everything is different now."

Bethany opened her mouth to reply, but spotted the quinjet making its way towards them, guns aimed at them. "Get down!" She yelled, as bullets began to rain down on them. Steve pulled Bethany behind a statue, his shield hovering over her as he covered as many angles as he could. She felt a moment of overwhelming gratitude overcome her. He didn't need to protect her like that. They both knew she'd do exactly as Steve said earlier; walk it off. But in that moment, Bethany was hit with the realization that Steve would always protect her, even when he didn't need to.

As the gun moved past them, they quickly tried to look at its future path, but debris and dust clouded their vision. When the quinjet pulled up into the sky and the mess settled back down, they could see a blue figure standing by Clint before falling off. "Get to the church," Steve reminded Thor, the man immediately using his hammer to hoist himself up. Steve attached his shield to his back as Bethany got a running start towards Clint, and who was undoubtedly Pietro.

Clint was hovering over the man, looking up at the couple as they quickly approached. Bethany looked at the heavy crimson staining his shirt in multiple places. She immediately bent down, putting two fingers by his neck, searching for a pulse, no matter how small. Bethany ran the facts through her head. Increase metabolism and improved thermal homeostasis. Theoretically, these could contribute to him surviving the bullets. But finding no heartbeat, Bethany found her heart falling a little.

"He's gone," Bethany whispered, looking up to Clint. The man looked utterly broken hearted, obviously overwhelmed by the information. Even Bethany had to admit that she felt sadden by this. She hadn't particularly liked the boy, but she couldn't help but think of his sister, his twin sister. They only had each other and their bond was visible. She couldn't even begin to comprehend the pain she would be going through, and Bethany took first place when it came to mourning the death of a loved one.

"Is there anything that can be done?" Steve asked her quietly as Clint moved to pick up a little boy resting nearby, the soldier picking up the lifeless man.

"Maybe," Bethany whispered, so only Steve could hear, the two of them making their way to the carrier. Bethany was twisting her fingers together, trying to piece together what she could do to bring the man back to life. His enhanced genetics would help in a quick healing process of the mind and body if she could do something, but it was all speculation. She'd have to talk to Fury, to Cho, to Banner and a certain female scientist who applied for the Stark grant, Teagan Madyzee.

Steve carefully laid Pietro down on the carrier as Bethany stayed by the edge, looking in the distance for any stragglers. She was confident they had got everyone. Looking around the carrier, she saw many families, bleeding, crying, all looking at their home for one last time. She saw Clint lying down to take a rest and Steve moving towards her. Thor was in the church, Tony and Rhodey off somewhere in the room. The Vision could take care of himself, and so could the Hulk. But both Wanda and Natasha were nowhere to be seen.

"What's wrong?" Steve asked, stepping next to her.

"Wanda and Nat?" Bethany questioned, looking up to her husband.

"Romanoff?" Steve said through the comms, getting no immediate response. "Natasha?"
"I'm on the helicarrier," her voice finally rang through.

"Just Wanda," Bethany whispered.

"Her comm shorted out," Tony's voice informed her. "Some kind of energy surge."

Steve took a few steps forward, stepping off the platform and looking around. "Steve," Bethany began, about to convince him not to chance it. That they'd send the Vision, Thor, or someone in an Iron Suit to root her out of the city. She didn't get the chance to answer as the city suddenly slipped away from them.

Bethany yelled Steve's name in panic as the man slipped from her vision for a moment before he jumped up onto the lifeboat. Bethany dropped to the ground where he was, clinging onto him as her fear slipped from her body. She had almost lost him… again. She was really beginning to not like Steve's chances with heights. It tended to end with him falling.

"I'm fine," he promised her, gripping her tightly into his arms, the both of them watching the city fall. "I'm fine," he whispered again, trying to convince her. She could feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest, and Bethany was quickly reminded that just because Steve was in her arms, the citizens of Sokovia all safe in the air, the battle wasn't over. If Tony and Thor couldn't get the city to explode, millions of people would die. Maybe even billions. Their friends may be almost halfway around the world, but the impact was supposed to create human extinction.

"Kid?" Bethany found herself saying, her heart beginning to pound just as hard as Steve's.

"LITTLE BUSY!" Was his response, his voice strained as he went about his work.

Steve and Bethany stayed where they were, clinging onto each other as they watched the city continue to fall, before, in a blinding light, the city burst into huge fragments, falling into a hole of what used to be the city of Sokovia.

"Okay, now what?" Tony asked, Bethany's only response being a weary laugh, as tears of success gathered in her eyes. She looked to Steve, both of them smiling at each other before their lips met in a kiss, just as passionate as the one they had shared outside the church. For a brief moment, Bethany forgot where she was, just wrapped in the moment.

When the Allies won the war, Bethany had been too heartbroken to celebrate. When Loki and his army of aliens attacked, Bethany and Steve had only just been reintroduced to each other. When the Triskelion fell, Steve had immediately gone to the hospital and Bethany had been very pregnant. They didn't get to celebrate properly in any of those circumstances. Things would be very different this time around.

"Rogers, I need to see you," Fury's voice spoke, the couple breaking from their kiss as they were brought back to the present.

"Which Rogers?" Bethany replied, her and Steve looking at each other with lust-filled eyes and goofy grins on their faces.

"Stark-" Fury began, Bethany in too good of a mood to not mess with her former boss.

"Which Stark?" She replied with.

"Oh, for fuck sake's Bethany, just get your ass on this helicarrier deck," Fury snapped before the line went dead.

"Back to business, I guess," Steve said, standing up and pulling her up with him.

Bethany nodded, looking around the lifeboat, which was steadily moving towards the helicarrier. "Agent Wilmore?" Bethany called out to a familiar man, him immediately moving towards her.

"Yes, Agent Rogers?" He replied, his respect for her evident in his voice.

"Make sure the dead and the injured are carried off this boat first," Bethany instructed him. "And make sure Pietro Maximoff is immediately brought to a freezer, with orders not to be touched until my order is given. He's the man in blue by Agent Barton."

"Of course," Agent Wilmore said with a nod before moving to inform the rest of the team.

"What are you up to?" Steve asked her, a small line in between his eyebrows, indicating his confusion.

"Well, the best way to preserve a body is to put it in ice, something you very well know," Bethany told him. "If there is something we can do to help him, having his body being all rotten won't be beneficial."

"Right," Steve said with a nod. "And what should I do, boss lady?"

She couldn't help but smile up at him. Steve didn't take orders from many people, but he was asking to take orders from her and that meant a lot to Bethany. "We're not going home until we get all this sorted out," Bethany decided. "Our job isn't done until there's nothing we can do. All these people lost their homes today. We need to figure out where they'll go. I'm assuming the Stark Relief Foundation will be meeting us soon enough, but there's still a lot to do."

"Where do you think we should start?" Steve asked.

"After everyone is off of here, we should probably separate people by their needs," Bethany explained. "A lot of people need medical attention, but besides that, these people are hungry and scared. Maybe make sure that shock blankets are distributed and that everyone has something to eat? Then we can work on all the smaller details. Just use your best judgment."

"Understood," Steve said with a nod as the life boat finally reached the carrier. Steve immediately jumped to take over, telling everyone to remain seated while Bethany quickly made her way deep into the helicarrier, towards where she had a good feeling Nick Fury would be waiting for her.

One thing in particular made Bethany feel more at ease than she had all week, the Vision's voice echoing through the comms, informing them that the last Ultron bot was dead. I had strings but now I'm free, Bethany thought, thinking towards how Ultron had believed he was originally meant to be a Stark puppet, and in a way he was. But by breaking free, he had in a way enslaved them all.

There are no strings on me.


**A/N: I've been getting a lot of questions about Pietro. There's a lot of reasons why I kept the story the same, and one of them being Wanda's emotions and how she'll be portrayed in Civil War. Bethany is literally going to be surrounded by women who have lost men in their lives, Kiley, Natasha, Wanda, and I'm using that to my advantage. But I'm not denying the possibility of him returning in the future.

adela: Updates every single week :) And to be honest, I'm excited about what is to come too.

Jo: Haha, no that's fine :) And yes, it was pretty great. There was a party going on in my house of about 15 people and I didn't even need to tell them to shut up, they just did and then all freaked out when it was done.

anonymouscsifan: Ah, well I'm glad to make your day! I can't imagine other authors post as often as I do, but if I didn't write so much, I'd go insane! Yes, I killed him off. I have my reasons, but I'm completely aware that Marvel may bring him back, so I'm making the necessary precautions. Don't worry, that's all going to come in the future. I think this story has made a lot of people question Steve, but as like between every movie plot, I always do character development. It'll be good, I promise. I've been looking forward to writing this :)

AngelLove1728: I know, I am too! Like, I'm so excited but I also don't want to make the decision! I've thought about every single angle and there is only one aspect that is a definite through all my options. Whichever decision I make, it'll be good, I promise. And yes, my sister agrees with you; she thinks she should side with Tony because of the drama, but I also don't want Steve and Bethany to fight. *sigh*

FeliciaFelicis: Haha, don't worry. I realized I have 10 more chapters to write until Civil War and I need to fill those 10 chapters with enough shit so that I can actually set the plot up to match Civil War. Fingers crossed!

CldKfe: Okay, let me see how I can work this all out to fit both my storyline and Marvel's predetermined one :)