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Beca woke up with a start as the plane hit a particular rough bout of turbulence. Thankfully her hangover was now gone. She was just incredibly groggy and her body seemed unwilling to completely wake up. She stretched her arms above her head and then pressed the palms of her hands into her eyes. It was then she had realized her arms were no longer secured to her sides. She had tried in vain to remove the web confining her to the chair before she had taken a nap. Eventually she had just given up and gave into sleep. But now it appeared someone had done the job for her while she slept. Her actual seatbelt had even been secured around her waist.

Beca looked to Stacie, who sat in the seat directly across the aisle. She was busying herself with thumbing through some gossip magazine and Beca barely caught her eye. When Stacie finally did look her way Beca gestured to her whole body and raised an eyebrow in question. Stacie poked her thumb in the direction of the red head in front of Beca. Stark's face contorted into confusion, to which Stacie shrugged her shoulders and returned her attention to her magazine, indicating their silent conversation was over.

Beca could smell coffee brewing. Guessing it was from the front of the cabin, she released her seat belt and stood to find the source of the heavenly aroma. She noticed as she passed by that Jessica was sound asleep against the window. Beca couldn't help but smirk. Guess that early bird bull crap she was spewing earlier wasn't doing much for her now. Chloe however was awake and rubbing her eyes. She looked as if Beca's movement may have roused her from her slumber.

When Beca reached the front of the cabin she found Aubrey pouring herself a cup of the fresh brew. Without a word she handed the already full cup to Beca and reached for another one for herself. "Two please," Beca mumbled. Aubrey gave her a strange look but began pouring a second cup without question. While she did so Beca pocketed a few packets of sugar and a couple creamers. Aubrey handed her the second cup and Beca turned, making her way back down the aisle.

Chloe was absentmindedly staring at the seat in front of her when Beca reached her. She looked surprise to see the cup of coffee appear in front of her and even more surprise to find that it was Beca that was bringing it to her. "I didn't know if you took anything in your coffee or what... So I brought a little bit of everything." With that Beca dropped the sugar and cream into the redheads lap.

"Thank you, Beca," Chloe said, her voice slightly gravelly from sleep, "That's really nice of you."

"Yeah well... Thanks for not suffocating me with your little strings this time," Beca replied before moving back to her seat. Chloe couldn't help but smile at the brunettes response. She took a quick look around the plane and notice that everyone was asleep, except for Aubrey, who was nowhere to be found, and Stacie who had just put her headphones in. She figured it might be safe to exchange some friendly conversation with Beca without rumors starting up that she had won Chloe over in some way.

"You're a surprising individual Beca Stark," Chloe said. Her voice was so different compared to the silent cabin that the sound of it surprised even Chloe. The redhead hadn't turned around to speak to the girl sitting behind her. She was still looking straight ahead. But she could practically hear the smirk in the other woman's voice as she replied with, "Don't act so surprised. Two can play this naughty then nice game."

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The blast of air that hit Beca when the cabin doors opened was ungodly cold. It forced a gasp of ice into her lungs unwilling which turned into a sputtering cough. CR seemed to pay the frigid temperature no mind as she hurried down the steps of the plane. Everyone else followed her example. They seemed to be headed for the only building in the area. Beca didn't take time to analyze their location. It was freezing. When the group reached the door CR held it open while they all piled inside. In her rush to get inside Beca didn't notice the patch of ice covering the sloping incline to the door. In a not so coordinated flail, Beca practically fell inside. She was unaware of the pair of arms that wrapped around her until she realized her face was not coming in contact with the carpets floor of the entry way, which she had completely expected to be the outcome of her uncontrolled fall. She looked up to find a perfectly manicured eyebrow belonging to a certain ginger raised towards the ceiling, a smug grin fixed in place.

"I didn't see you as the type to fall first," Chloe quipped as she set Beca back on her feet.

"Where the hell did you even come from?" Beca asked, straightening her shirt and trying very awkwardly to regain some of her dignity.

"Watch your step Beca," was Chloe's answer, "Don't make a habit of letting me catch you." Beca stared after her as Chloe continued after the rest of the group. She was so shocked she hadn't noticed the blonde that still stood next to her.

"Boy she's sure got your number," Fat Amy said, hardly containing a laugh. Beca ripped her eyes away from Chloe's perfect backside to glare at Amy.

"Shut up," was all she could think to say. When Fat Amy and Beca reached the group CR was already in the process of briefing the Avengers.

"It'll be about two days of traveling to reach the safe house. We all have to stay together," she informed everyone.

"A two day hike?" Aubrey inquired.

"No we have snow mobiles. We have to be fast," Fury answered.

"Like hell," Beca objected, "I'll use my suit."

"We need to stay together," Cynthia Rose instructed.

"And you will," Beca assured her, "But I'm not riding one of those things."

"You can't just act like part of the team, can you Stark?" Jessica spat.

"Nope," Beca answered.

"Leave it alone Captain," Stacie spoke up, "Seriously what could it hurt to have an eye in the sky?"

"Valid point," Lilly said. The group froze and looked at her.

"That was actually audible," Fat Amy spoke everyone's thoughts.

"So that's what your voice sounds like," Stacie mused.

"Hawkeye has spoken!" Beca chimed in, "Thats so rare it's practically like the voice of God. I say that means this is settled."

"Fine," CR said, "Use your suit. But put it to good use. I want to see you every fifteen minutes and you can tell us it clear."

"Fair enough," Beca agreed.

A/N: So guys what do you think? Let me know if you're out there reading this!