State Department

If there wasn't a frenzy going on, Ross may have been able to sleep, ever since that man killed all those people he had been getting calls from numerous departments on what he was going to do, or what they should do? Ross knew who the man was, Sean Richardson, a brilliant asset, sadly Jim Westbrook decided to terminate him, well at least try. Ross wasn't saddened when he heard of his death, but he was actually relieved, he never did agree with Westbrook. He was sitting at his desk and he glanced over at a large document, the Sokovia Accords. He hadn't gotten around to giving that to Everett Ross. Now it seemed that he never would give it to him, he was a Senator, but was recently given a larger position in the defense department, he was the leader of a facility in Germany. With the larger problem of Sean Richardson, he couldn't go get him either, the Avengers had him.

There was a knock on the door and he looked away from the document and at the door, his assistant stood before him "Secretary Ross, a Mark Evanier is here to see you."

Ross let out a soft breath "Let him in"

The Assistant nodded and opened the door fully and Mr. Evanier entered. He was in a suit, but no purple this time, his cane was in hand and his wool coat slung over his arm. "I hope this is not a bad time" he said

Ross shook his head "Not at all, I've been meaning to get back to you"

Mark nodded and smiled as he took a seat. Ross set aside the file that he was reading before he came in. Mark set his coat next to him and let the cane sit against his thigh, his hand on it lightly to keep it from falling away. He smiled "I came to see how my proposition was going."

"Your bill, I haven't gotten around to showing it to Senator Ross"

Mark shook his head "I know that Mr. Everett Ross was given a better job, one with more longevity then a mere six years"

Ross raised his eyebrows "So"

"I wanted you to hold onto it, I believe there is something coming up that it could be used for better than a law."

"And what is that?"

Mark shook his head "I will keep that to myself, for the time being. I must make certain that it can happen before I put it fully to the plan"

"Plan?" Ross asked

Mark nodded "Yes, I am a business man Mr. Ross. I always look to where I could make a profit"

Ross nodded "How would one come to know about your plan?"

Mark shrugged "They prove that they will help and be useful"

"How is restricting the Avengers help you make a profit?"

Mark let a soft breath leave him and nodded "I can see how it sounds and looks, but believe me. Keeping them under a wing of authority would do the world a great of good"

"How?"

"Think about it, instead of having them going after the people that threaten them and the large populous, they worry about the ones that will ruin us all in the long run"

"Like Hydra, or this secret organization that has caused some damage in upper state New York?"

Mark nodded "Exactly, instead of gun runners, bigger threats, not just single men"

Ross had to admit it sounded nice, Mark inclined his head "If you would like to be a part of it, I would be grateful."

"Apart of what?" Ross asked

Mark smirked "The future"

Natasha

Natasha sat on the bed of Steve's quarters. He did keep it rather clean, she looked around the quiet room, and how she saw Steve walking back and forth throughout it. She remembered him standing by the dresser baring all trying to figure out what to wear to the dinner that Stark invited him to. She smiled softly, but then she remembered seeing the mess of him as they rolled him into the Medical bay. She felt tears coming to her eyes, she nodded and wiped them away. She took a long breath and she shuttered slightly. She closed her eyes and she laid back, she opened them and stared up at the ceiling. She studied it in the dark, she closed her eyes and she took a deep breath and she felt arms around her.

Natasha opened her eyes and Steve was lying next to her, he was staring down at her. He was smiling and she gazed up at him, she wasn't in the facility anymore, she was in Steve's room in his apartment. He looked upon her "Hey" he said softly

Natasha moved her hand up his arm and she found her way to the side of his face, she held her hand there and he glanced at her hand and smiled. She could feel his cheek and how h would need to shave soon. "How long have you been staring at me?" she asked

Steve titled his head "Just for a bit, you looked so peaceful"

Natasha smiled slightly, she didn't know how she could be peaceful while she slept, especially when she was dreaming of hell. She moved her head slightly and Steve got the notion and moved downward and kissed her. She slowly put her head back into the mattress and she moved her arms up his back. His hands moved up her thigh as she slightly moaned as his hand made a shiver go up her spine. His fingertips lightly touched her skin as his palm moved over it. She moved her hand down and she grabbed his ass.

Steve pulled away slightly and he moved swiftly and buried his face into her breasts. Natasha giggled as he shook his head. "Who knew Captain America likes boobs?"

Steve pulled his face out of them and he smiled "I love yours"

Natasha smiled and laughed as he put his face back into them. She felt his lips kiss them and his tongue found one of her nipples and lightly massaged over it. She sighed and closed her eyes. Steve moved his hand down and he slightly moved and Natasha went from her back to her side. He grabbed her ass and lightly smacked it. He eyes opened and she looked at the grinning soldier. "I love this to" he said and he smacked her lightly again. Natasha's slowly filled with desire "You can hit harder than that" she challenged

Steve chuckled lightly "I can, but why would I want to see my red hand print of your ass?"

"Kind of the point of spanking Rogers"

Steve nodded "Well I don't want to spank you, I just want to love you"

Natasha smiled at him "Well if you're not going to spank me, then kiss my breasts again"

Steve smirked "Yes ma'am" he said and buried his face into them once again. Natasha laughed as his hand moved up her side and went over her ribs. He pulled his face out of them "I love all of you" he said

Natasha gazed at him "First man to ever tell me that"

Steve sighed "All the other men were stupid"

Natasha nodded in agreement "I would second that"

Steve pulled her close but gazed into her eyes. She looked right back at him, she rested her hand against his chest and lightly tapped her fingers against his skin. She bit her lip slightly "Steve?"

"Hmm"

"What is your favorite part of me to draw?"

Steve sighed "Like I said I love all of you"

Natasha gave him a look "You know what I mean"

Steve laughed softly "I would have to say your eyes"

"Really?"

"Yeah"

"Why?"

Steve chuckled "There's something about them, how green they are, and the parts that aren't green. How you looked at something and how it seems that it slowly fading into them. How they seem to take in the world around them and somehow, look brilliant." He said gazing at her

Natasha nodded "Nice to know you checked out my eyes" she teased

"I'm serious" Steve said

Natasha looked away from him ad her eyes slowly made their way back to him "I wish it could be like this forever"

Steve took her hand and lightly kissed it "I'll do my best to make it this way"

Natasha laughed "Of course you would"

Steve smiled and they kissed. Natasha felt his arms wrap around her and pull her into the warm embrace she grew to miss.

Natasha opened her eyes and she was alone, the dark ceiling was the only thing in front of her eyes. She sat up and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes and she felt tears come to them and how she wanted Steve next to her, smiling, making a comment then blushing, being naïve, optimistic, and understanding. He was always there for her, she laid back down and she moved to her side and stared at the empty space where he should be.

Peter

Peter gasped as he moved his leg and he held himself up with his arms, he strained and he bit his lip and he almost collapsed. The Doctor's hands went around him and helped him stand to his full height. Peter groaned as his legs seemed heavy, and his lower back was killing him. The Doctor had him stand still "Good"

Peter scoffed "I'm supposed to make it to the end"

The Doctor sighed "For only two days, you're doing very well"

Peter gritted his teeth as he took another step "Well not good enough"

"You aren't going to be walking in a couple of hours, it takes time"

Peter nodded "I need to get back out there, New York needs me"

"I think it will manage without you for a bit"

Peter went to take another step and he clenched his jaw and his face strained and his foot slowly lifted off the ground and scooted across the floor and his foot placed flat on the floor. He moved and gasped in pain. The Doctor sighed "I still thing you should be resting"

"I've rested enough"

"You are a stubborn kid"

Peter chuckled lightly "I am working toward becoming Ferris Buller"

The Doctor chuckled "I don't think so"

Peter laughed "I'm working on it"

Peter went to move his leg to make it a little farther and he dragged it across the floor and placed it firmly and moved. He groaned and gripped the metal bars at his sides. He let out a struggled breath and sucked in all the air his lungs could hold. The Doctor took his hands off of him and Peter felt instantly that he had to try and support himself with his defected legs. He cursed them as he moved and they made his lower back hurt, his legs were against him. He pushed through the annoying pain and moved his legs again. The Doctor watched him closely and he stood ready to catch him if he fell. Peter held himself up, but he tried to use his legs to stay upward. He exhaled shakily and he took in a tight breath and gasped in pain as his foot planted itself on the floor. He knew that he was lucky to be able to move his leg after having his back broken, he wanted to be able to get back out there. He didn't know if it was really to save everyone or just for himself. A bit of both he believed, he loved being Spider Man, and the freedom was exhilarating. He drove on and he moved his legs, he hoped that his accelerated healing worked a little faster. He kind of wished he could focus on healing at will, not just waiting for it to heal.

Peter got to the end of the metal bars and he slowly turned around, trying to use his feet. He had to use his arms a little, but he was getting better at turning around. He looked down the bars and the other end seemed so far away. He took a deep breath and continued to move. The Doctor watched him closely and was impressed by his results, he heard the doors open and Clint walked in. He saw Peter working his way down the bars, he sighed "Putting him to work Doc?"

The Doctor sighed "He insisted on coming down here"

Clint nodded "Well he never really listens to anyone"

Peter looked over at him and gave a sarcastic laugh. Clint watched him "You are making a rapid recovery."

Peter groaned "Thanks" he exhaled a she stepped forward. Clint looked at the Doctor "How did you get from the Medical bay to here?"

The Doctor sighed "He wanted to swing his way here, but I helped him walk here"

"Swing, don't you need your whole body to get a good swing?"

"I can still use my core Clint" Peter interjected from the bars. He was about halfway down them.

Clint nodded "Listen Doc, I can get him back to the Medical bay, go take a break"

The Doctor shrugged "I don't takes breaks, I'll go check on Captain Rogers"

Clint nodded and the Doctor left, he walked toward the bars and gave Petr a pat on the back. Peter almost fell over "Hey" he exclaimed

Clint frowned "Really, trying to walk"

"I'm working at it"

"I can see that, using your arms"

Peter looked at him "I am doing my best at using my legs"

Clint shook his head "Then don't used the bars"

Peter looked at him "And fall face first every time I take a step?"

Clint shrugged "You do have you handy webs things"

"Web Shooters" Peter huffed, annoyed.

"Those things, use them"

Peter took a breath "Fine, can you at least help me get out of this then"

Clint nodded "No problem"

Peter grabbed Clint's hand and Clint lifted him slightly and Peter grabbed the bar and he used his core and pulled his legs up and swung them over the bar and landed on them and almost fell over. Clint held him up "Here you go" he said through gritted teeth a he held him up.

Peter took a deep breath and he was happy he decided to make more than just two web shooters. He had two none suit ones. He had those on too, he fired two webs up straight and stuck to the ceiling. He felt Clint take his hand away and he gripped the webs in his hands tightly, he did notice a difference in his legs. Peter tried to move his leg and it swung outward slightly and came back in and his foot planted on the floor. He took a quick breath and moved his other leg. He let go of one of the webs and he felt his legs burn as he pushed on them and kept himself upright. He fired another web and he felt the strain on his legs lessen. He lowered his head and exhaled.

Clint crossed his arms and watched Peter slowly increase in his ability to walk. Clint heard the door open and he hoped it wasn't the doctor. It wasn't, Bucky walked toward them, Clint looked at Peter and walked away and met Bucky half way. "So, about what Sean said" Clint began

Bucky nodded "I started the search for the friends"

Clint sighed "Who could it be?"

Bucky gave him a look "I'll give you two guesses"

Clint knew what the answer was "It can't be Niko"

"Why not, he certainly proved a point of not leaving us"

"Alexie is all talk, are we sure he isn't lying"

Bucky shrugged "Doesn't matter, if he is then there is still his organization to deal with."

"Either way, we're cleaning up Niko's mess"

"What about Yelena?" Bucky asked

Clint frowned slightly "You think? I mean it doesn't seem like her style"

"Sean basically almost killed Captain America, and he was the one that stopped her from killing Natasha"

"So Yelena added Steve to her kill list"

"Maybe, she might see an advantage to having Sean on her side, a guy who can take out one of the best fighters, seems like it could be"

Clint sighed "If it is Yelena, then you know exactly what is talking to him"

Bucky nodded "An Adaptoid"

"I hate those things" Peter said

Bucky and Clint both looked at him, Peter slightly shrugged "What, it's not like you guys were whispering"

Bucky looked at Peter then at Clint "How's he doing?"

"Fine" Peter answered

Clint sighed "Working on it"

Bucky nodded "Well I am going to find Natasha"

Clint grabbed Bucky's arm "Try not to piss her off"

Bucky nodded "Seeing me pisses her off"

Clint let a soft breath leave his lips "I hope she doesn't kill you"

"You and me both, nice to see at least one of them is making a recovery"

Clint nodded as Bucky turned and walked away. Clint looked at Peter, who wasn't moving. "Keep going" Clint ordered

Peter sighed "Yes Dad" he huffed a breath and went to move his leg again.

Steve

Steve didn't know how to get out of it, he wanted to wake up. He was stuck in a dream and it was playing out before his eyes and he was helpless to stop anything that might happen. He didn't want to see how this ended, he kept his eyes shut and he slowly opened them and he was walking past a large limousine and he was next to Natasha, but it was Natalia. The timeline was messed up, but he had to remember things would have played out so differently with him not in the ice.

Steve had his arm around Natalia's and they came to the Mansion's door. Natalia smiled at the man with the list "Natalia Rueben" she said

The man checked his list and found her name, he nodded and looked at Steve. "Your plus one?" he asked

Natalia nodded "Yes"

The man let them enter and they walked into the entrance and a large marble staircase was to the left and it led up to a second floor then curved around and went to a third floor. A grand chandelier hung before them and the small crystals hanging from it dangled and turned slightly. "Looks nice" Bucky's voice came into his earpiece "I have eyes on you, they have a large glass window that lets me see the entrance, after that you're on your own"

Steve didn't answer, but Bucky knew he heard him. Natalia looked at Steve, who was staring at the walls of the Mansion, the large portraits of landscapes. "Art fan?" she asked

Steve looked at her and how her eyes thoughtfully gazed at him "Yeah"

"Well maybe you should teach me some"

Steve smiled "It would take longer than one evening"

Natalia smirked slightly "It is a long night, and these parties do get boring after a while"

Steve smiled "Well at least you make good conversation"

She laughed as they came to the large room that had dancing a drinks. She looked at him "You dance?"

Steve sighed "Not really"

"Oh come on, you can't go to a party and not dance"

Steve shrugged "I don't really get the time to"

Natalia laughed slightly and looked around, she didn't see her target anywhere, so she put all her attention toward the man she brought in with her. "Come on" she said and started to pull him to the dance floor.

Steve saw where she was going and shook his head "I'm not good"

"You don't have to be good, just copy everyone" she said smiling and she dragged him onto the dancefloor. The band played a medium melody and it was soft and sweet. Steve felt uncomfortable as Natalia smiled at him and she placed her hands on him. Steve placed his hand on her lower back and he held her hand. They came close together and she smiled "See, not so bad" they began to move and Steve kept glancing at his feet.

She smiled at him, he looked handsome looking like he was being emotionally tortured. Steve smiled slightly "I don't want to step on your feet" he said and she got closer to him. "If you do, my feet can take it"

Steve chuckled "That doesn't inspire confidence"

She smiled at him and laughed as they moved and he was doing well, aside the fact that he was rather stiff. She rested her hand on his back "Loosen up a little"

Steve relaxed his shoulders and she felt his back become less stiff "There you go" she said

Steve chuckled "Ok, well you got me out here"

"Take her home Steve" Bucky said through a laugh

Steve did his best not to look annoyed. Natalia looked around and she scanned the guests for her target. She didn't see him, she moved with Steve and with the other dancers and moved in a large circle over the floor. She scanned every face she could see as they spun. She found him, a rather heavy set man and his mustache looked fake, and she smiled slightly. He was going to be easy. She moved and they left the dancefloor, Steve didn't want to sound grateful "Well that's over"

They walked over to a large bar, Natalia kept her eyes on her target and Steve followed her gaze and found the man she was looking at. He turned slightly and spoke softly "She has eyes on target"

"I'm on the other side of the room" Grant said

Steve looked over and saw his son, he was walking toward the target slowly, not drawing too much attention toward himself. Natalia looked back at Steve "See you did well"

Steve smiled "Thanks for the kind words"

Natalia smirked as she grabbed a glass of champagne and took a long sip. Steve saw Natalia look back at her target. She looked at him "If you will excuse me"

"Of course" he spoke smiling

Natalia moved away and he frowned as he watched her begin her move. "Grant?" Steve said as a warning

"I got it"

Steve saw Grant start talking to the target. "Bucky, any way you can get to a better spot?"

"Already on it, I am in the building, third floor"

"Dum Dum?"

"I'm outside" Hogan responded

"Next to you Cap" Jones said

Steve saw Jones and he took a sip of his drink. Steve nodded "I'll try to distract her, Grant get him out of here"

"Working on it, oh sorry just saying I am inspired by your work" Grant said

Steve moved through the crowd and he walked behind Natalia, she didn't seem to notice that he was there. She moved toward the target and she saw the young man talking to him, she needed to deal with him. Steve moved faster and he went to grab her arm when he saw five men that didn't look very welcoming enter the large room. Steve stared at them and he saw them walking slowly, their arms not moving. Steve widened his eyes "Get out of there Grant!"

Steve grabbed Natalia's arm and she turned to look at him and he saw the five pull out rifle from their coats. Natalia looked at him and frowned she shoved him away and they opened fire. Steve heard screams and chaos ensuing. He dove to the floor and bullets hit people standing next to him. Steve crawled over the floor "Who the hell are these guys?" Steve exclaimed as he crawled through the chaos.

Jones dove over the bar and he pulled out his pistol and fired back at the five men. Grant moved and the target got shot seven times and Grant ran and dove over a chair. He pulled a pistol out from his coat and blind fired at the men. "Hogan?" Steve asked. There was no response, Steve attempted to move as gunfire came from the stairs. Bucky fired down at the five men.

Steve looked around for Natasha, he felt his heart race as he felt his blood pump into his heart quickly. Why was he that worried about her? Steve crawled to a safe area and got to his feet, he stayed behind cover as bullets hit the wall. Grant fired and he ran out, he ejected the mag and crammed another one in and cocked the pistol. He got to his knees and peered around the corner and fired. He hit one of the men in the shoulder. He went back as they fired at him. Jones came up and fired at them, he took a bullet to the shoulder. He fell back and Steve's eyes widened. He saw an opening and he ran out from cover and he jumped over a table and slid across it. His feet hit the floor and he went off and he tackled one of the men to the ground. Steve punched him in the ribs and blocked a punch and he struck him in the face. The man went slack and Steve saw the other men aim at him, Steve ran and rolled across the floor and punched a man in the leg, a loud snap followed. Steve came up and he grabbed the man by the shoulders and drove his knee into his face. He looked and Natalia slid across the floor and sliced through a man's thigh and fired her pistol and he came up and swung her leg and kicked the other man. She fired at him twice and she saw the last one, Steve grabbed him and flipped him.

Steve came up and Natalia aimed her pistol at him, he was covered in dust and he was breathing heavily. Natalia frowned slightly and she slightly lowered her arm, she heard footsteps and aimed. More men came in through the entrance and she turned and fired at them. Steve ran and tackled her out of the way of the incoming fire and bullet grazed his arm. They hit the ground and he pulled her around cover and she came up and she punched him in the face. "Who the hell are you?" She asked as she pointed her pistol at his throat.

Steve breathed "I was here to stop you from killing your target"

"Target?" Natalia asked "I was getting out"

Steve frowned "What?"

"He was my way out of Red Room"

Steve frowned "You're defecting?" he exclaimed

Natalia sighed and fired and killed two more men. Grant saw his father next to Natalia and he went to aim at her but incoming fire made him get behind cover. Steve exhaled in anger, and he saw three men coming around the corner and he dove over her and he came up and grabbed one of their rifles and fired it at the other two. He kicked the one away and he aimed and fired, he killed four more, he dodged an attack and he brought he stock of the rifle around and hit the man in the throat.

Bucky leapt over the railing of the stairs and landed on two, he pulled out a knife and stabbed one, he took a punch and he blocked another and drove the knife into the man's ribs. He pulled out his pistol and fired at the incoming men and he held the knife close. Steve dove across the floor and he grabbed one and he threw him across the room. Natalia came out of cover and shot three more men, Bucky turned and aimed at her. Steve turned and he saw Grant coming out of cover and he was aiming at Natalia. Steve saw Bucky and Grant walking toward her and they had their guns raised.

Steve felt time froze and he looked over at Natalia and his mind flashed forward and he closed his eyes from the flash, he opened them and he saw Natasha on the floor and he was knelt next to her, he was talking to her and he was in the gulag. He closed his eyes and opened them, he was back in the dream, he saw Bucky aim and he looked and Grant aimed. Steve felt his heart jump and he exhaled and two guns went off.