Sam

The weather was holding up, it was a good night for flying. There was snow, but for a Quinjet it was not something to worry about. The Quinjet rumbled as it flew over Belgium. They were getting close to the coordinates that they were given. Sam stood in the middle of the Quinjet and he was checking his pack, making sure his wings were at their peak performance. He had his goggles on, but they were resting on his forehead, not covering his eyes. Allen was sitting in one of the chairs and he had a rifle laying across his lap. He was going over it and making sure there wasn't going to be a problem. He had cleaned it twice during the flight.

Sharon was flying the Quinjet, she had her hands placed lightly on the controls. She kept her eyes on the radar and kept track of their coordinates. The Quinjet was high in the sky, they were flying through the clouds to stay out of the eye sight of anyone who would happen to see them, and the stealth drive was on so the government couldn't detect them. They didn't want any problems during the mission, the last one didn't end the way they wanted it to. Sharon saw that they were getting close "Get ready you two" she called back

Sam looked at her and he put the pack on and it hooked and stayed on his back. Allen slapped a magazine into the gun and cocked it back. He stood and walked next to Sam. Sharon saw that they were right on the coordinates. She turned the controls and the Quinjet banked slightly. She slowed the Quinjet down as they descended through the air. The Quinjet came down and stopped over the ground, snow was pushed away from it and there seemed to be a snow cloud around them from the engines. Sharon landed the Quinjet softly and she killed the engines. The Quinjet powered down and the main lights turned off. The lights around the edges of the compartment were still on, but the Quinjet was dimly lit. Allen looked at Sam as they stared at the ramp. "Well let's hope this one doesn't get botched"

Sam nodded "Yeah, but I'm sure you just jinxed us"

Allen chuckled "Makes sense, let's go" he smacked the manual release and the ramp unsealed and slowly lowered itself, it touched the snow covered ground and it hissed as it stopped. Allen went first, he stepped out into the snow. He breathed steadily as he scanned around. Sam walked out and he took a deep breath, Sharon pulled her pistol out and walked behind them. They walked in a triangle formation. Allen kept his eyes scanning the surroundings. Sam kept his hands in fists, waiting for any trouble. Sharon glanced back at the Quinjet as they got farther from it.

Sam breathed steadily, the air was cold enough that his throat would dry out if he inhaled too fast. Allen saw the moon as it shined low to the ground. Sam listened the best he could over the crunching of snow from their boots. Sharon quickened her steps slightly as they saw a house in the distance. Allen sighed "What is it with these guys and houses in the middle of now where?"

"They like the privacy" Sam said

Allen scoffed "More like cabin fever"

They moved upon the house, they were becoming I the vicinity of the yard. Sam began to walk farther away from them "I'll check the back" he said quietly Allen nodded and he gave a hand signal and Sharon moved up and her pistol was ready. They came to the porch, and they both stood before the steps that led to the front door. Allen took the first step, he exhaled as his boot creaked on the wood. He walked to the door, He stood on the left side. Sharon followed close behind, she stood to the right of the door. Sam found a cellar, He put his hand on the handle and he took a breath and pulled it open. He aimed his left wrist, he saw nothing but a dark basement. He walked down into it, he stepped over boxes, and there was a large wooden shelf. He walked past it and moved toward the stairs.

Allen looked at Sharon and she nodded, he stepped out and kicked the door open. Sharon moved in and checked the corners. Allen came in and checked the same corners. They both stood in the entryway of the house. They looked at the kitchen, a wall was blocking them from seeing. Sharon took a step forward and the wall beeped. She gasped and dove away from it. The wall exploded and dust and wood flew through the room. Allen hit the floor and he aimed his rifle and he couldn't see from the smoke. He groaned slightly and he heard a gun cock. He fired into the huge smoke cloud. Sharron crawled across the floor, splinters of wood lay on the floor, she crawled over them as someone fired back at Allen. Allen rolled out of the way and got behind the couch. He fired and his gun stopped, he had run out of bullets. He quickly ejected the mag and slapped in another. Someone fired from the kitchen and kept him behind the couch. Sharon turned on her back and fired her gun at the muzzle flashes. She heard glass break and footsteps. Sam ran out of the basement door and he tackled the person he saw running in front of him. They both hit the floor and he felt an elbow hit him in the gut. He let go of the person in his arms, Blonde hair swept across his face and a gun came into view. He grabbed her wrist and pushed the gun to the side as it fired.

He kicked her back and then he heard scuffling across the floor. He got up and Yelena tackled him to the floor. He flipped her off of him and he got back up. Yelena aimed her pistol and fired at Allen and Sharon. Sam aimed his wrist and fired. Yellen dove out of the way and fired as she hit the floor. Allen saw her and aimed, she brought her leg up and kicked the rifle away. Allen got out of cover and Yelena stood, she was breathing quickly. He swung at her, she dodged it and hit him with three quick punches. Allen stumbled and she jumped and moved her whole body sideways and kicked him across the face. He hit the floor and Sharon fired her gun at Yelena. Yelena rolled and came up and grabbed Sharon's wrist and she kicked her in the ribs. Sharon dropped the gun and it clattered to the floor. Yelena grabbed her arms and rolled over her back and came around and punched Sam in the face. Same came back and hit her in the gut and blocked two quick counters and he grabbed her shoulders and brought his knee up to her chest. Yelena grunted and she slammed her foot on his foot and head butted him. Sam stumbled back with his head ringing and his foot aching.

Allen ran and dove over the shot up couch and tackled Yelena to the ground. He pulled out a knife and he slammed it down at her. She stopped his hand and held the knife away from her face. She gritted her teeth and she leaned in and bit his forearm. Allen yelled in pain and he pulled away from her, she came up and kicked him across the face. Sharon came forward and blocked a kicked and dodged a punch. Yelena sighed and she saw Sam moving in and Allen was getting back up. She smirked and swung her leg at Sharon. She ducked it and Yelena carried her leg around and hit Allen across the face, he hit the floor again. She turned and punched Sam in the face, she grunted and pulled out his machine pistol and fired at her. Yelena rolled across the floor and she grabbed Sharon's gun and fired at him as she came to her knees. A bullet grazed his arm and he yelped in pain. She ejected the mag and hit Allen in the ribs with the gun. Allen coughed and lurched forward. Sharon ran forward. Yelena stood and side stepped her and kicked her in the back. Sharon hit the wall and she pushed off and punched her in the face. Yelena grunted and grabbed Sharon by her hair and hit her in the face with her knee. Sharon felt warm blood flow out of her nose and she blocked a punch and punched Yelena across the face. Yelena came back quickly and swept her body around and he leg came around and hit her in the face. Sharon hit the floor and Yelena skipped over her. Sam ran after her and as they both ran outside. Yelena was ahead of him, he ejected his wings and took off. He aimed his wrist and fired at her as she ran.

She tuned to the right and he followed. He saw her leap over a fallen tree and climb onto a motorcycle. He flew down and he kicked her off of it. She rolled across the ground and stood up, she pulled out a knife and looked at him. He landed in front of the motorcycle. He took a deep breath and his wing went back into the pack. Yelena twirled the knife in her hand and turned it around and she ran at him. Sam stood ready and he blocked three quick jabs with the knife. Sam saw an opening and punched her across the face. Yelena came back with more ferocity and she slashed and stabbed. Sam moved back as she kept coming. He blocked a slash with his wrist gauntlet and sparks skipped to the ground. He stopped her as she was about to stab him. He held her hand back and it shook from her trying to move it. Sam gritted his teeth and he pushed the knife back, she dropped the knife and kicked it as it was in the air and the knife went into Sam's shoulder. He yelped in pain and he stepped back, she turned and put her hands on the ground and kicked him across the face with both her feet. He hit the ground and snow shot into his face, Yelena stepped over him and climbed onto the motorcycle and turned it on. The engine roared to life and she hit the accelerator and shot forward, her back wheel sending out snow and dirt.

Allen ran and fired his rifle at her. Sam got to his feet and groaned slightly and he looked at the knife in his shoulder. He pulled it out and dropped it to the ground. Allen was breathing heavily "We can still catch her in the Quinjet"

"Go, I'll follow her" Sam said

Allen and Sharon ran toward the Quinjet and Sam ejected his wings and flew into the air. He flew after Yelena. Yelena jumped a small opening and she sped up, she glanced back and saw Sam above her. She heard a Quinjet as well. Sam aimed his wrist at her and fired. The bullets flew past her and hit the ground, sending snow into the air. She swerved and weaved out of the way of the bullets. Sam cursed under his breath. Yelena glanced back and saw the Quinjet coming around. She smirked and she reached down and pulled out a large black rifle. She aimed it with one hand and it charged up. She fired and blue energy shot out and missed the Quinjet. It banked out of the way.

"We need to end this" Allen said over the comms.

Sam sighed "Working on it"

Allen banked again as she fired at them. He cursed "Come on Sam, sooner or later she's going to get lucky"

Sam flew down and he got close, Yelena took her hands on the handle bars and she turned and fired the gun at him in three quick successions. He moved and dodged two, the third hit his side and burned his side. Sam gritted his teeth in pain and Yelena put her hand back on the handle bar and aimed and fired as fast as she could at the Quinjet. Allen banked and rolled to dodge the blasts of energy. He came around and one grazed the side and he grunted and rolled it again. Sharon held on for dear life. "Bitch!" Allen grunted loudly as he rolled the Quinjet again.

Yelena stopped firing for a second and she aimed as the Quinjet rolled and fired once. The blast energy hit the engine with a direct hit. Allen felt the controls jerk and he brought it out of the roll, smoke flowed the Quinjet as it started to spin out of control. He gritted his teeth as he fought the controls "Hold on!"

Sharon grabbed the bars on the ceiling and the Quinjet slammed into the ground and rolled and flipped over the ground. Sam landed and rolled, he hit the ground and he held his side as blood leaked down his leg. Yelena chuckled and drove on, Sam got up and he groaned in pain as he watched her disappear. He looked at the smoke coming from the Quinjet. He ran toward it.

Allen coughed and opened his eyes, he was still in the pilot seat. He groaned and he felt his whole body hurt. He looked around, he sighed in pain as he looked around for Sharon. He went to move and he felt pain in his side. He groaned loudly and he looked down. A large metal shard was sticking out of him. He sighed in pain and grimaced as he moved his hand and unclipped himself. He fell to the side and hit the hull. His side burned and pain shot up his body to his brain. He gritted his teeth in pain as he turned and looked around. Wires were sprawled out and sparks ejected forward out of the corner on the console. He couldn't see Sharon. "Sharon?" he asked weakly

There was no answer, he moved forward and he groaned as he held his side. He stood and his legs were shaking, he stumbled forward and he saw Sharon lying face down in the back of the Quinjet. He walked over to her and fell to his knees as he legs were weak. Sam kicked in the canopy glass. Allen turned and saw him. Sam walked forward, he held his side and he helped him to his feet. Allen groaned as Sam walked him to another seat that was still working. Sam went to Sharon and rolled her over. She was awake, she was breathing heavily "I think, my leg is broken" she gritted her teeth as she tried to move her right leg.

Sam put his hand on it, bone was clearly poking her skin, but it wasn't open, no blood except internally. He sighed "I'll contact Fury"

Sharon nodded and stayed on the floor, she didn't feel like moving. Sam activated his communicator. He heard Fury's voice "What's the situation?"

"We have a problem, the Quinjet was shot down and Allen and Carter are down, their awake, but Allen has a puncture wound to the side, and Carter has a broken leg."

"Dammit" he heard Fury sigh in frustration "what about you?"

"I have a stab wound in the shoulder and I was shot in the side."

"Belova get away?"

"Yes sir"

He heard Fury sigh "You need to hold out for a few hours, we're coming, but it'll take time"

"Well its freezing and we don't really have good shelter with any warmth"

"Do the best you can, just hold out"

Sam nodded "Yes sir"

Sam let his arm drop "We have to wait" he said looking at them.

"I heard" Allen sighed

Sam looked at his two injured teammates "Ok, well let's see that wound Allen"

Allen shook his head "Its ok, just a large piece of metal sticking out of me"

Sam sighed and knelt down and looked at the large pultruding piece of metal.

Sam wasn't a medic, but he knew that letting that large piece of metal stay in was not a good idea. There could be internal damage. Allen let Sam inspect the wound and he groaned slightly as Sam lightly placed his hand on the metal shard. Sam looked up at him, Allen took a deep breath and nodded. Sam gripped hard and pulled it out. Allen gasped in pain and blood leaked out of his wound. Sam grabbed the gauze from the med kit and pressed it onto the wound hard. Allen gritted his teeth and cursed through a groan. Sam sighed "That was the easy part"

Allen nodded, Sam had told him the plan before this. He exhaled "Just do it"

Sam pulled his pack off and the wings ejected and the back of the pack ignited and the small jets heated up. Sam saw Allen take a dep breath and he slammed the burning jet onto the wound. Allen yelled in pain, Sam pulled the pack away and the wings went back into the pack with a loud snap. Allen pushed himself back into the chair and he gasped for air. He groaned loudly as the pain slowly subsided. Sam exhaled in relief as he saw that the wound was cauterized. "You'll have a scar"

Allen slightly coughed "I have a few others"

Sam nodded and stood, he walked over to Sharon, and Allen was at least safe from not bleeding to death. Sharon lay there and she was breathing as calmly as she could. He knelt down, Sharon chuckled slightly "At least you're ok, if it was just me an Allen, we'd be dead"

Sam smirked "well, you're not dying today"

Sharon nodded as Sam looked at her broken leg, He shook his head slightly in dismay "I'm sorry" he said cautiously.

Sharon looked at him confused and he grabbed her leg and snapped the bone back into place. Sharon gasped and all the air in her lungs left her body and she let out a loud scream as her leg was set. Sam Grimaced slightly, he put his hand to his side. Blood was slowly flowing down his side and onto his pants. Sharon took a deep breaths as the pain faded, she mouthed a curse "Could have warned me"

"If I did, would you have let me?" he asked

Sharon looked at him and she felt something wet touching her back. "Wilson?" she asked

"Yeah"

"Why is my back wet?"

Sam frowned and slightly moved her and he saw fuel leaking out. "Ah shit"

Sharon widened her eyes "What?"

"We have fuel leaking, we can't stay here" a cackling sound of static hit his ears, he looked at the console and sparks touched the floor. Sam exhaled "We need to go"

Allen looked at the floor and fuel covered most of it, he saw it slowly traveling upward. He slowly stood up and gasped as his side stretched out and burned. "Come on" he said huskily

Sam looked at Sharon and pulled her up, he held her to her feet, well foot. Allen did his best not to fall over as he placed his hand on the hull. He walked out of the Quinjet and fell to his knees in the snow, the shock made his side ache. Sam walked Sharon toward the exit and he heard another loud cackle of static and sparks hit closer to the fuel. Sam gritted his teeth slightly and pushed forward. Sharon gasped as her right leg pulsed in pain. She stumbled and fell to the floor. Sam groaned in pain as his side stung.

Allen stood and turned around "Wilson?"

Sam knelt down and pulled Sharon back up and he heard the loud cackle and then static and he knew that sparks were flying down toward the fuel. He heard a slight hiss then a loud roar of flames. Sam closed his eyes and he felt hand grab him and pulled him out of the Quinjet. Sam was out and flames licked at his feet. Allen stood in front of Sam and another man carried Sharon "Move!" he ordered

Sam and Allen ran away from the Quinjet as it exploded. The shockwave pushed them down. The man knelt down and placed Sharon in the snow. He looked back at the others. Allen saw a large piece of metal sticking out of the man's back. Sam walked forward, and the man stood up. He reached back and pulled the metal out and dropped it. He groaned slightly and he gritted his teeth. He looked at them "Well, you guys always seem to be in dire situations when I help you"

Sam frowned "Who are you?"

The man frowned and sniffed slightly "We have company"

Sam and Allen looked around frantically, the man nodded "I've got her, just keep up"

The man knelt down and picked Sharon up and he started a light jog toward a line of trees. Sam and Allen followed the best they could. The man sniffed again "Come on, they're getting closer"

Sam and Allen ran faster, the man was faster though, they got into the tree line and the man led them to a rock face. He slowed down, he sniffed again "They're inspecting the plane" He cocked an eyebrow "In hear"

Sam and Allen watched the man walk along the rock face and enter a cave. Sam let Allen go first, Sam turned around and he squinted and he could see men at the large fire, they were in all black. He pulled down his goggles and zoomed in, he saw a white spider on their shoulders. He sighed "Shadow Games" he said under his breath. He turned and walked into the cave. He walked down the sloped decline and he came to an opening and an orange light shimmered off the walls. A fire was going. He turned the corner and Sharon was lying on a blanket on the cave floor. Allen was sitting on the cave floor and was against a rock. The man stood next to the fire and he tossed a few sticks on it. He looked up at Sam "You guys, ran into trouble?"

Sam nodded "Yeah, a woman, Yelena Belova"

The man shrugged "Never heard of her"

Sam nodded "I didn't expect you to"

The man looked at Allen and Sharon "They need to rest, so where's Captain America?"

Sam frowned "This is an S.H.I.E.L.D. operation"

The man nodded "Yeah, well. The last time I saved pretty boy with a plan"

Sam walked forward slightly. The man inclined his head "This woman, Yelena Belova, she shoot your plane down?"

"Yes, and it's a Quinjet"

The man nodded "Well what are your guys' names?"

Allen looked at him "Allen" he spoke softly

"Sharon" Sharon softly said

"I'm Sam"

The man nodded "The suns coming up"

"I have Fury sending men to get us"

"Well you can lay low here, those guys out there looked like they wanted to find you pretty badly"

Sam nodded "What is your name by the way?"

The man smirked slightly, and his eyebrows raised slightly "Name's Logan"

Steve

Christmas morning…

The sun was rising over the farm, it was early in the morning. Steve was asleep and Natasha was in his arms, they hadn't moved all night. Steve moved his lips slightly as he breathed steadily. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He sighed, he moved his jaw slightly, he blinked and his eyes got used to the light. He felt Natasha move in his arms, he looked down, Natasha lifted her head off his shoulder "Morning" she said tiredly.

Steve smiled and kissed her "Merry Christmas" he said softly

Natasha smiled and returned the kiss, Steve felt peaceful. Then he heard rampant feet running down the hall. He sighed "Oh boy"

Natasha heard it to, she pulled the covers up farther. Steve saw the door fly open. Lila ran in and leapt onto the bed "Wake up...Oh you're awake"

Steve nodded "We'll be right down"

Lila nodded and she looked at Natasha "Morning Auntie Nat"

Natasha smiled "Morning sweetie, see you downstairs"

Lila nodded and ran out of the room as quick as she entered it. Steve chuckled, Natasha exhaled in relief "Maybe stripping wasn't the right thing to do"

Steve sighed "Habit"

Natasha smirked "Well let's not keep them waiting"

They both climbed out of the bed and Natasha could hear groaning from Clint as he walked out of his room. She heard the rampant feet run down the stairs. Steve quickly put clothes on and he looked at the desk, he walked over and grabbed the picture. Natasha buttoned her jeans "you good?"

Steve nodded, Natasha opened the door. Steve walked through it with the picture in his hands "Thank you"

Natasha smiled "Your welcome" she followed him down the hallway and down the stairs. Steve could hear the Barton family in the living room. Steve walked in and he saw Clint and Laura sitting on the couch. Nathaniel had woken up from the hectic running. He was resting peacefully in Laura's arms. Natasha entered after Steve, Lila saw Steve holding the picture in his hands, and it was facing him in a frame. No one could see what it was. Clint smiled "Well I guess we should open all of these presents"

Cooper grabbed one and began to open it. Clint smirked "Slow down, let Lila open one"

Cooper grabbed a present and he found Lila's name and handed it to her and he continued to rip the wrapping paper off his. Steve watched as present after present was opened. Smiling faces filled the room with every present. Steve smiled as Cooper got a bow from Clint and he also got a sweatshirt from Laura. Funny enough, it had the white star of his suit on the front of it. Steve watched as the family laughed and joked. He sat next to Natasha, she joined in o the jokes, Steve kept a smile on his face and he just watched them. He felt a strange peace radiating off of them, he had seen horrors and now he was seeing the heartwarming scene. He got a present from Clint and Laura. He was taken out of his thoughts and looked at the wrapped box in front of him. He tore the paper away, and there was a box with a lid, he pulled the cap off. He saw a cook book that had famous dishes from the twenties to the forties. He looked at Clint and Laura, he honestly didn't know what to say "Thank you" was all he came up with as he stared at the book. Clint smiled and he saw a box from Steve and Natasha and it was for Nathaniel. He reached down and grabbed it.

Natasha noticed him holding the present "Oh, I found that shopping, I thought it would be nice"

Clint and Laura looked at the present, Clint began to open it as he saw a baby onesie of a Captain America uniform. It had a hood attached to it that had the large A on the front. Clint smirked "You do know I'm Hawkeye right?" he asked sarcastically.

Cooper chuckled, and Natasha giggled "I couldn't resist"

Laura took the onesie from Clint's hands "We thank you for the stylish onesie"

Steve and Natasha smiled "Well it was her idea" Steve said looking at Natasha.

Natasha took Steve's hand and held it tightly, he returned the grip and Lila looked at Steve "Ok, the picture?!"

Steve nodded "Yes, but one more thing before the picture"

Lila almost looked like she died as Steve stood up and walked into the hallway. She sat back in the couch and huffed a sigh. Natasha saw Steve walk back in with his shield on his arm. Steve saw Cooper's eyes light up, he got off the couch and walked toward him. Steve smiled and took the shield off his arm and held it out to Cooper. Cooper was bursting with joy and he reached out and touched the famous shield. He took it and he held it in his hands, he tilted his head "It's lighter than I thought"

Steve nodded "Yeah, I thought of the same thing when I held it for the first time"

Cooper saw the straps on the shield and he put his arm through and he held it in a defense stance. He laughed "Awesome" he spoke loudly

Clint smirked "Maybe he could teach you how to throw it?"

Steve looked at Clint and back at Cooper and he saw Cooper's eyes get wide "Can you?" he asked, almost pleading.

Steve smiled "Yes I can"

Cooper almost jumped into the air, he gave the shield back to Steve and he went back to the couch. Lila looked at Steve with hope and he nodded and grabbed the picture. He held it to him, they still couldn't see it. Clint frowned slightly "Ok, so what is this a picture of?"

"Lila wanted it to be a surprise" Steve said smirking

Laura nodded "Then let us see"

Steve turned the picture around and the Barton family stared at the picture. It was a drawing of their family with Steve and Natasha, it looked like someone had taken a black and white photo of them in their living room. Clint stood up and walked up and got close and looked at his drawn face. He gaped at it "You have every small detail" he said looking at Steve. Steve shrugged "I have an eidetic memory"

Clint nodded "Well, I'm impressed" he said looking at the picture in amazement.

Laura still had Nathaniel in her arms, but she nodded "You got my eyes, like spot on"

Steve smiled as they gazed upon the drawing. He sighed "Would you guys like to hang it up?"

"Yes" Laura and Clint said in unison.

Steve handed the picture to Clint, Laura sighed "You should be a professional artist. Did you go to art school?"

Steve shook his head "Self-taught"

Laura nodded "Can you make one of all the Avengers?"

Steve nodded "I could"

"Maybe you should, and you could make up a fake artist name and get some extra money on the side"

Steve shrugged "Maybe one day"

The rest of the morning went smoothly, and after everyone else was busy with their presents. Steve and Natasha had told Clint and Laura that they would be back for dinner. Steve and Natasha went back to the building over the hill, they wanted some alone time. They were in the secret room and Steve and laying on the bed, his head was resting against the pillow. Natasha lay next to him and supported herself on her arm and looked at him. Steve lightly ran his hand up and down her arm as she drank a glass of wine. It was midday, and they were just relaxing on the bed.

Natasha took the last sip of the wine in the glass. She set it down and she kept her eyes on him. She watched as she noticed he was thinking about something. She watched as he slowly moved his arm up and down and his fingers moved across her arm. She smirked as she thought back to what Laura said to him. She sighed, Steve seemed to notice that she was thinking of something as well "What?" he asked

Natasha shrugged "Just…what Laura said to you"

Steve nodded "About the artist thing?"

Natasha smiled "Bingo"

He smiled but his eyes moved toward the bed, he was shrugging it off. Natasha tilted her head "What, you don't seem too happy by that?"

Steve sighed "It's not that, just…I don't see myself doing anything else"

Natasha shrugged "Just because someone thinks you could do something doesn't mean you just stop what you're doing right now and go off and do something else entirely. I know Steve, you like what you do"

Steve smiled and slightly exhaled, he looked at her "Took the words right out of my mouth"

She shrugged "It's what I do"

Steve chuckled and nodded "Yes you do"

She smirked and Steve looked at the wall "Maybe if I never became Captain America"

"Then you wouldn't have met me" she said smiling, she took the tone that he usually had with her.

Steve smiled "I wouldn't have, and I probably would be dead"

Natasha nodded "Right the whole Red Skull thing"

"Yeah" Steve said bluntly

Natasha sighed and looked at the door and how it was closed, and that she was just in a room with him, it was like nothing could get in there and hurt her. She looked at him "Do you think that we've gone through all of it just to be right here, in this moment?" she asked getting a little closer. Steve felt the mattress sift from her moving toward him. "I do"

Natasha lightly smirked and her eyes seemed to shimmer in the light "Everything that you've done has brought you right here?" she asked, knowing the answer.

Steve pulled her closer and his hand rested on her hip "Yes" he said and their noses were touching. He could feel her breath against his cheeks. He smirked and kissed her lightly. Natasha closed her eyes and she felt his lips on hers, the tenderness and the wanting behind them. Steve kissed her deeply and he felt her hand lightly float over his back and touch his ass. He smirked and continued to kiss her. Natasha breathed through a kiss and she moaned slightly as he moved his hand down her side and lightly touch her stomach with his thumb.

Natasha felt his tongue touch hers, the feeling of his hands on her, it was like nothing else. Steve moved slightly, trying to get a little more comfortable. Natasha moved and her leg went over him and she climbed on top of him. He grabbed her ass as they continued to kiss. Their tongues danced and their bodies touched, their hands lightly grabbed and squeezed each other's body. Steve was being press into the mattress as Natasha moved her hands to his and pushed them back onto the mattress. Steve kept in the moment and he kissed her passionately and he freed his hands and wrapped them around her body and held her close. She moaned slightly into his mouth and he moved his hand down her back and lightly grabbed her ass.

Sam

The fire was burning brightly, the cave walls flickered as the flames moved. Sam sat on the cave floor and he stared at the fire, how it moved, how it twitched, flickered, or roared as wind touched it. Sharon was lying on her back and she was resting, Allen was sitting against a large rock. Sam saw Logan and he was closest to the fire, his long shaggy hair was wet from the snow. He moved the fire around with a long stick. Sparks spat upward and disappeared. Sam looked at him and Logan looked rather homeless, his clothes were stained with dirt and what appeared to be oil. His facial hair was in a bushy beard, he looked like he had been out here for a while. Sam moved slightly and Logan tilted his head "Do you need something" he asked without looking back at him.

Sam shook his head "No, just, how do you know Steve exactly?"

"I was in the Gulag with him, we helped each other out, and laughing boy kicked me off the side of the place. I've been wandering around ever since"

"Laughing boy?" Sam asked confused

Logan looked back at him "Yeah, Niko"

Sam nodded "We got him"

"Did you?" Logan asked, not entirely convinced.

"Why do you seem questioning?"

Logan shrugged "I fought him and he could heal as fast as me"

Sam's eyes widened "Wait, are you enhanced?"

Logan chuckled "No"

"Are you a super soldier?"

Logan looked at him and shook his head "No" he simply said. He stood and walked over to where his things were, he grabbed a small metal container he opened it and pulled out a bag of peanuts and ate a few. Sam looked at him "Then how can you heal quickly?"

"I was born with it" he said clearly seeming like he had this talk before.

"What powers do you have?" Sam asked

Logan grabbed duct tape and he pulled out a long strip and he held it out and he squeezed his right hand and three metal blades came out and he cut the piece of tape and he placed it on a rip in his coat like he did all the time. Sam's eyes widened "You are enhanced"

Logan looked at him and the blades went back into his hand "I'm not enhanced, I'm a mutant"

"A mutant?"

Logan nodded "The enhanced as you call them, are really mutants"

"Wanda and Pietro?"

"They 'enhanced'?" Logan asked

"Yeah"

"Experiment right?"

"Yeah"

"The experiment was to unlock any mutated cells that were dormant in their body, the place that I got the metal claws from have an act for doing that"

"The Metal claws?"

"Yeah, I used to have bone, and I went under a procedure and had metal grafted to my entire skeleton, and that also meant my claws."

"Oh, and what is this place called?"

"Department X" Logan said softly

"They still active?"

"No" Logan said and he continued to fix his coat.

Sam nodded "So the 'enhanced' are really mutants?"

"Yeah, but your two friends had their cells unlocked, mine were unlocked the day I was born, it just never really used them till I was nine"

"So what, you're a full mutant?"

"If you want to call me that sure"

"So everyone has mutant cells?"

"Yeah, but they are usually dormant, most of the time anyway" Logan said looking at his hands.

Sam nodded "When S.H.I.E.L.D. gets here, come with us"

Logan looked at him, he chuckled "No, I would rather stay out here"

"But you could help"

Logan sighed "I stopped helping a long time ago, I tried helping a year ago, and I just don't see the point anymore"

Sam sighed "We could use someone like you"

Logan smirked "See the word 'use' is the key one. I don't want to be used by anyone, ever again" he said and his eyes were wild and distant, then they came back and were still stern, but a weird warmth was given off by them.

Logan sighed "Anyway, I'm retired, for good this time"

Sam nodded "I respect your wishes"

Logan raised his eyebrow slightly and smiled "Thank you, don't meet a lot of people like you"

"I spend my days with incredible people, I'm just a solider, nothing very special about me"

"Well there must be if you're on a team with them" Logan said.

Sam shrugged slightly and continued to look at the fire.

The State Department

It was a busy day as usual in the building, the busy office workers and many other personnel constantly going around the office. A man with a cart was walking down an aisle and he saw someone that was dressed in a black suit and he had a purple tie and vest. He had a wool coat slung over his arm and he had a cane in the other hand and walked forward, he didn't look like he needed the cane, but he passed him without giving him too much thought. The man had a fedora on and he walked toward two large glass doors. He stopped before them and took the hat off. He stood with perfect posture and he opened the door. He entered the large office and a desk was against the wall farthest from the window.

There was a man sitting at the desk and his hair was greying white and his eyes were stern and his mustache hid most of his mouth. He looked up to see the man, he stood up and his suit was pristine as the man's. "Mr. Evanier" he said putting his hand out.

Mr. Evanier smiled and his pristine white teeth shimmered and he shook the hand. "Please call me Mark"

The man nodded "Mark, take a seat"

Mark nodded and sat down in one of the chairs in front of the desk. He read the name plate: Thaddeus Ross. He placed his coat and hat on the ground and he kept his cane in his hand as he crossed his leg. Ross took a seat and smiled, his mustache looking bushier than ever. Mark sighed pleasantly. "I hope the traffic didn't kill you" Ross said

"No, I'm a patient man"

Ross smiled "We all wish we could be"

Mark nodded "I see you did not forget my appointment"

Ross shook his head "Well you seemed adamant to talk to me"

Mark nodded, Ross looked at his short cut blonde hair and his deep blue eyes. He nodded "Well Mr. Secretary, I have a proposition"

Ross put his hands together and nodded "Do tell"

Mark gave him a nod "I have noticed that the Avengers are racking up property damage"

Ross nodded "They do that"

Mark nodded and his German accent creeped in a little "Does it not frighten you?"

Ross looked at him and he was quiet for a period of time "I have stared down the Hulk"

"Ah yes, his last episode was a tragedy, luckily Mr. Stark was there to stop him"

Ross nodded "yeah, what is your point Mark?"

Mark tilted his head slightly "Well sir, I am worried for this world"

"Aren't we all" Ross said

"Yes, and with more destruction happening because of the Avengers, why do we allow them to go in on their own accord?"

"The Avengers may make a mess, but they often stop even bigger messes"

"So a smaller mess is better than a big one"

"Yeah"

"Wouldn't it be nice not to have a mess at all?"

Ross frowned "There will always be a mess Mark"

"I know sir, but I have an idea for this world and I think that if we let the Avengers keep this up, the world will be gone"

"They may have done some bad, but they've done some good to"

Mark nodded "Let me show you something"

Ross watched as Mark reached into his coat on the floor and pulled out a file and gave it to him. Ross took it cautiously and he opened it and pictures fell out onto his desk. He looked at them. Mark nodded "New York, hit twice in the past three years, Washington D.C., Sokovia, and that little town in New Mexico"

Ross looked at the graphic pictures, he bit his lip slightly and he put them back down "What do you want Mark?"

"I want to start a bill"

"A bill?"

"Yes and have Congress pass it, I want to do this the right way"

"I can have my people right up a bill for you"

Mark smiled and shook his head "No need, I have it right here"

Ross looked at him in surprise and he saw a large stack of papers get placed in front of him. Ross read the cover aloud "The Sokovia Accords"

"We must not forget Sokovia sir and what they've suffered, might I add, from the hands of the Avengers"

"I'll need a Senator"

"I have an idea" Mark said

Ross looked at him "His name?"

"Everett Ross"

Ross nodded "I know him, he's quite outspoken about what happened at Sokovia"

"Yes, and I would like him to read the bill"

Ross nodded "You do know it takes a while for bills to become laws?"

"Yes sir I know, and like I said, I'm a patient man"

Ross nodded "I will have this sent to him right away"

Mark nodded "Thank you sir, and I hope that this will be passed quickly"

Ross stood up along with him and shook his hand "Have a good day Mr. Secretary" he said and gathered his things and walked away. Ross stood and he looked down at the bill on his desk and he sighed. He really couldn't do too much to stop it, everyone has a right to make a bill.

Rhodey

The computer screen was full of information and Rhodey was reading through all of it. He stared at the files on the screen, he exited out of the audio files. He glanced over at the flash drive that a buddy had given him. He reached his hand over and stopped just before his fingers touched it. He clenched his jaw slightly and sighed, no going back now. He grabbed it and put it into the slot. It loaded and a large file appeared on the screen. It had a single word for its name: Resurrection. He frowned and moved the mouse and clicked on it. A page came to life and a picture of the large words ONI appeared. He sat back slightly and he scrolled down slowly. He came to a picture of Jim Westbrook, he wasn't smiling, a man stood next to him, he had a large grin on his face. Rhodey knew him as Dr. Burstein. He had met the man once, years ago.

Rhodey kept scrolling and a picture came up if a device with eight small metal spikes on one side. The front of it had a green light and it showed another picture next to it attached to a spine. Rhodey made a soft noise of interest, he moved on. He came to a file chapter and it was labeled: The Asset. Rhodey continued and he read the first paragraph. It was about a man, his name wasn't given. He was experimented on with the device, and it was a success. The mission were going well as planned, but then something went wrong, it made the Asset think irrationally and become volatile. The Asset led his men into a forbidden area and killed a village of people, the team and him were stopped and killed. Rhodey frowned as he read, he continued to read how they put the Asset down and then an unfortunate fire in the facility destroyed the other devices and stopped the project all together. Westbrook was killed and Burstein was critically injured and lost the ability to walk. He sighed and clicked off the file.

He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms. The other Captain America was dead, the device made him go crazy, he sighed, and the story just kept getting better and better. He stood and he pulled the flash drive out and placed it into a draw and walked away from the computer. He was sure that he was onto something, but now the cover up was really so the Government couldn't be tied to the incident, it made sense to why they would get rid of his files. Rhodey decided to follow Tony's advice and let it go.

Fury

Four Quinjets flew in an arrow head formation, Fury stood behind the pilot and he had a medical team waiting. They were flying over Belgium and they were coming up on the coordinates. Fury saw a large column of smoke in the distance. He pointed "There"

The pilot flew in that direction and they came around and the pilot banked the Quinjet and they hovered over the area. Fury saw the crashed Quinjet, it was still on fire. The Quinjets landed and the ramps descended and hooked into the snow. Fury walked out with a medical team and they stood before the Quinjet. Fury didn't see any sign of Wilson or the others, maybe they found shelter. Fury looked around and scanned the surroundings. He saw a large woods to his right and he saw someone walking toward them Fury looked at the medical team "Heads up"

They turned to see Allen, Sam, and Sharon slowly walking toward them Sam was helping Sharon walk and Allen had his hand at his side and eh slowly limped behind them. Fury and the Medical team ran to meet them. Sam sighed in relief and he gave Sharon to the medical team. Sam stopped and Fury stood next to him "You good?" Fury asked

"Yeah" Sam said glancing around.

Fury nodded "I'm glad all of you are in one piece"

Sam nodded "Me to"

Fury gave him a pat on the back "Let's get back home"

Sam nodded and followed Fury as they walked toward the Quinjets. Sam looked back and he saw Logan standing at the tree line ad he was leaning against the tree. He gave him a small wave and turned around and walked the other way. Sam sighed and turned to follow Fury, they got into the Quinjet and their ramps ascended and sealed shut. Allen was sitting I a chair and Sharon was on a stretcher and her leg was being set properly. Sam stayed standing and Fury turned and looked at him "What exactly happened?"

Sam took a breath for a second and spoke "The Intel was correct, but it's going to take more than just us three to get Yelena."

Fury nodded "I'll keep Miss Foster on it"

Sam sighed and took a seat, he was tired and he could use some sleep. Fury walked past him and back toward the cock pit. He stood behind the pilot "Take us home" he ordered

"Sir" the pilot said and flipped switched and pushed the throttle forward and they shot forward, back home.

Steve

The sun was going down and Steve was walking next to Natasha as they were on their way back to the house. Natasha smirked at him as they got to the porch. Steve gave her a smirk back and he lightly smacked her butt. Natasha's mouth dropped and she smiled "Not here" Steve smiled at her and he pulled her into a kiss, Natasha rested her hand on his face and they stood on the porch for about a minute. They continued to kiss when a voice brought them back. "Ahem" Clint said with the door open.

Natasha opened her eyes and looked at him, they came apart and Steve looked at Clint "Sorry" he said looking slightly embarrassed.

Clint chuckled "Well if you want to miss dinner…"

"I would like dinner" Steve quickly said

Clint nodded "Ok, come on in, it's almost done"

Steve looked at Natasha and he pulled her into his arms again and whispered something into her ear, her eyes lit up and she smiled slyly at him "Defiantly"

Steve opened the door for her and she walked in. He followed and closed the door. Steve could smell the food and it was divine. He saw a large pot of mash potatoes and there was also salad, and not to mention the large pan full of steaks. Steve felt his mouth water as he drew closer to the savory meat. They came to the kitchen and Laura was working, she looked at them "Well welcome back" she said with a kind smile

Steve pulled the chair out for Natasha and she took her seat. He pushed her in and he turned to Clint "Where are the kids?"

Clint looked at him "Oh, busy with their toys, hold on" he walked toward the stairs "Cooper, Lila, dinner is ready!" he called up to them.

Steve heard rumbling feet coming down the stars and they came into the dining room. Lila stood close to Cooper and she smiled at them. Cooper was the same, Clint sighed "Ok take your seats, the food will be along shortly"

Cooper and Lila walked toward the kid table that was set up earlier. Steve grabbed two plates and he saw that the food was open to collection and he began to collect food for Natasha. He got her portions just right and he walked over to the table and he placed the plate in front of her and he gave her a fork. She accepted and smiled at him "Thank you" she said softly

Steve smiled and went to get his own food, he grabbed as much as he could fit onto the plate. He turned and went to his seat, set the plate down and took a seat. Natasha hadn't started eating yet, she knew what was coming. Clint and Laura were sitting at the table to. Laura and Clint began to eat and Steve slightly bowed his head and whispered something indistinctly and he looked up. Natasha started to eat and Steve took his fork in hand and a knife in the other and began to cut into his steak and eat. Clint as halfway down with his steak when Steve had already finished his. He looked at him "You inhale your food too"

Steve looked at him and wiped his mouth with a napkin "Sorry, get a little carried away"

Clint chuckled and he cut another piece of meat "Well Cooper inhales his food to, he just can't eat as much as you"

Natasha smirked as she was basically done with her plate "Well Steve here, just can't stop himself"

Steve chuckled "Well your right, so when are you coming back in Clint?"

Clint looked at Laura, he turned his attention to Steve "In a week or two, then I will be taking more time off when the due date gets closer"

Steve nodded and put his fork into the mash potatoes, which were smothered in gravy. He took a bite and swallowed "Sounds good, just like having you around is all"

Clint smiled "Well happy to be needed"

Laura smiled "We'll try to keep the next one in more of a better time"

Clint looked at her "Next one?"

Laura shrugged "I would like to keep having them"

Clint sighed "You just like being pregnant don't you?"

Laura shrugged "No, just like having a big family, I came from one"

Clint nodded "Yeah, but I was a single child"

Laura shrugged "Well if you want them, I want them"

Clint sighed "Maybe a break after this one" he said with his hand on her stomach. Laura smiled at him and continued to eat.

Natasha chuckled "Well its back to work tomorrow for me and Steve"

Steve nodded "yeah, we need to interrogate Alexie"

Natasha sighed softly "Yeah"

Clint nodded "Enough work at the dinner table"

Steve couldn't agree more, he finished his plate and he glanced at Natasha "So when do you want to go?"

"Around Midnight" she said softly while eating the last bit of food on her plate. Steve nodded and leaned back in the chair. Clint took a sip of his drink, he swallowed "So Cap, what, do you hope to get out of Alexie?"

Laura looked at him before Steve answered "No talk about work at the dinner table"

Clint nodded, he had forgotten "Sorry"

Steve glanced at Natasha "Hopefully anything about what Niko had planned"

Clint nodded and took another drink. Natasha rested her hands on her lap and she looked over at Lila and Cooper. She took a breath "I swear, they were just little things a few years ago"

Laura nodded "I know, they're growing up"

Clint smiled "Not too fast though"

"No, not too fast" Laura agreed.

Steve glanced over and he saw his picture up on the wall in the living room. He pointed it out "I see you found a place for it"

Clint looked back at the picture "Yeah, I hung after you guys left, thanks for doing that last minute Steve"

"No problem, happy that I got a chance to draw"

Laura smiled at him "Well if you could draw another one after this ones been born, it would be appreciated" she said with her hand resting on her stomach and she looked down at it. Steve smiled "I would love to, if you want me to, I can draw individual pictures too"

They looked at him "Really?" Laura asked

Steve nodded "Sure, why not"

Laura nodded "I'm going to hold you to that"

Steve chuckled "Yes Ma'am"

Laura laughed slightly as she took Clint's hand and she looked vibrant. Clint sighed "I think she'll be happy till morning"

They all chuckled and the clock was nearing Midnight when Natasha glanced at it. She sighed, she was sad to leave, but they had work to do, the break was nice. Clint saw the clock too "I guess it's goodbye."

Natasha and Steve stood "See you in a couple of weeks" he said. Clint nodded and gave Steve and quick hug, Laura gave him a big one. Clint embraced Natasha "See you partner" he said

"Enjoy your time off"

"Oh I plan on it" Clint said smiling. Natasha laughed, Clint's smile turned serious "You be careful"

Natasha nodded "Likewise"

Steve walked over to Cooper and Lila, he gave them both hugs and gave him his wishes. Lila gave Natasha a tight hug and Cooper hugged her for a few seconds and let go. Steve and Natasha were soon walking out of the door. Clint gave them a wave and he shut the door.

Steve and Natasha were walking back toward the hill. Their shoes were crunching the snow, Natasha wrapped her arm around him. Steve put his arm around her shoulder, she snuggled into his shoulder. He was warmer than she was. They began walking up the hill, they got to the top and they could see the building down below. They stood at the top for a minute, Natasha looked at Steve "Pretty good Christmas in my book"

Steve nodded in agreement "I agree, one of my best"

Natasha smiled and she moved her hand slightly "So our last night off duty"

Steve smiled and gazed at her "You never did show me my present"

Natasha remembered the bag she left in the building when they first arrived, she smiled seductively "Want me to wear it tonight?"

Steve looked at her and his eyes made her shiver, his blue pools made her feel warm and his hands were touching her, she just wanted to take him. She smiled devilishly "Well, Merry Christmas"

Author's Note: I hope you're enjoying the story, I know I'm enjoying writing it. Review.