A/N

Sorry to have been gone for so long! Life was so hectic and I couldn't find the time to write. Hopefully things will have calmed down now so I can write again.

Hope you all like this chapter. The plot of the movie is beginning now. I'll be adding one extra plot involving Steve and Maria which I'm pretty excited about telling you guys. :D it's gonna flow really well and give meaning to some other things in future movies that I've assumed are gonna be in infinity war.

Make You Feel My Love
~Book IV~

Disclaimer: I do not own Civil War or any other Marvel characters in this story. All I own is the story I've come up with and my own characters.

Chapter 7

"Alright, what do you see?" asked Steve, pressing his finger against his earpiece.

He, Maria and Sam were stood inside the bedroom of some poor civilian who was not at home at the moment. Maria had easily gotten them inside, which earned her a curious look from Sam even though he knew of her past. From the window of this bedroom, they could overlook the plaza where they had calculated Rumlow would attack. After all, the police station was positioned there. While Steve and Maria stayed in the bedroom, Sam had gone up to the roof to have a better view with his own suit.

The three Avengers were all suited up, while the others were not. If they had been, they would not have been able to sit down at the plaza amongst the other civilians, pretending that they were not who they were. In a way, Maria felt bad about having left Vision at home as he could have joined her, Sam and Steve after all, though this plan had not been their original plan to begin with. At first, they had wanted to stealthily keep out of the way of any civilians, but Steve was not a hundred percent sure about what Rumlow wanted anymore…

Steve entered the helicarrier with Maria in tow. The others were already there, sitting at their designated seats. Their heads turned when Maria and Steve entered, some smiling at them in a greeting and some bowing their heads in a formal way. Maria and Steve sat down at the front, joining Natasha at the helm-controls.

Each Avenger was wearing their own suit, Sam tinkering with some of the controls he had strapped to his wrist and Wanda fidgeting with one of the arm-straps she had gotten from Maria. When they had been training in combat together a few days ago, Maria had accidentally sliced open Wanda's wrist when she tried to block one of Maria's attacks. Luckily, she had not been using the sword that was now strapped to her waist and Wanda had simply gotten a cut, had she used her own sword things would have turned out differently. But it did make Maria realize that Wanda was unprotected from knives of any sorts coming her way in hand-to-hand combat, and so she bought Wanda two leather strips the same colour as her suit to match her outfit, so she could block those attacks if the need came.

Sam on the other hand had gotten a new toy from Stark and Rhodey. He called it Redwing and it was basically a little, flying robot which he could steer and shoot bad-guys with, amongst other things. During previous missions, Redwing had been very helpful and so, it had quickly become Sam's favourite toy. However, the controls were still a bit tricky for Sam to work with and so he was trying out some new modifications he had made on his own. The last time the controls had not really worked out for him, Redwing had bumped Steve's head on accident during a mission. It had looked rather funny, though it obviously wasn't what was supposed to happen.

"Wanda-" began Steve, causing said hero to look over at Steve, "new intel has gotten through. You won't need to fidget with your outfit."

"Why?" asked Wanda, everyone's attention now on the conversation at hand.

Maria butted in, "You're gonna have to pretend to be civvies. You and Nat."

Natasha nodded her head, glancing back at the bag she had by her feet – most likely she had some normal clothes in there seeing as she was always prepared for everything.

"I thought going in stealthily meant not being seen?" asked Wanda.

"Normally, yes, but we've changed the plan," said Maria, glancing over at Steve who put on his seatbelt, his shield resting against his knee. "Intel just came through that someone might've paid Rumlow this time around. Which means he's not going for his ordinary target."

"Ready for take-off…"

"Standard beat cops," replied Wanda through the coms. Maria's eyes found Wanda sitting at a café placed on the plaza, Nat was not too far away from her. "Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target."

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means…?" said Steve, continuing to peek through the curtains of the bedroom.

"Cameras," concluded Wanda through the coms, earning a soft smile from Maria.

She's learning, she thought to herself.

"Both cross streets are one-way," continued Steve.

"So, compromised escape routes," added Wanda.

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen. He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out," said Steve, glancing at Maria stood next to him, waiting for his orders. "You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?"

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute," joked Wanda.

"It's also bulletproof, which means private security... which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us," added Natasha through the coms.

"You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?" asked Wanda slightly sarcastic and slightly cocky, to which Maria frowned.

"Someday you might find yourself without those capabilities, and you will have to-" began Maria though was cut off by Wanda's sigh.

"Survive without them, yes," Wanda finished for her.

"Also, looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature," added Natasha, while Maria stared down at Wanda. The cockiness she just heard might just endanger the mission.

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" said Sam from up on the roof, as usual being the one to remove any sort of tension between the Avengers.

A soft smile played on Steve and Maria's lips.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?" asked Natasha jokingly.

"Eyes on target, folks. This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in six months. I don't want to lose him," trying to fight away the soft smile on his lips as he continued to focus on the mission at hand.

"If he sees us coming, that won't be a problem. He kind of hates us," said Sam over the coms.

Maria squinted her eyes, noticing something down on the street. A garbage truck was rummaging through traffic, people shouting at the truck and showing openly that this was not something that garbage trucks usually did. Lulling her head to the side, suspicion rising in her stomach, she pointed at it so Steve noticed it too and he narrowed his eyes, "Sam... see that garbage truck? Tag it."

"This… is… awesome," said Sam, his eyes wide and a happy smile on his face. "I can track things and scan them?"

"Yeah, and more. It's basically a mini you but in robotic form and sorta controlled by you," said Tony, waving his hand around nonchalantly as he spoke. "Not to mention it can do more than you can. It's got x-ray vision-"

"Hold up," said Sam, grabbing the small robot and holding it up in front of him, Steve and Maria watching with smiles on their faces as Sam's eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas Day. "X-ray vision?"

"Yeah and-"

"That's so cool!" exclaimed Sam before letting out a laugh. "I can spy on other people now."

"Okay, that's not what it's for," said Maria, taking a step forwards and grabbing the robot from Sam. "It's meant for missions, nothing else. Don't get any funny ideas."

"I can get the remote without getting up from the sofa…" mumbled Sam, beginning to list off all the things he could do with his new toy, earning a roll of Maria's eyes as he was clearly ignoring everyone talking some sense to him on purpose.

He was way too happy with his new toy.

"Give me X-ray," they heard Sam say to Redwing, which Maria figured was the new way of controlling Redwing that Sam had installed. "Yeah, that truck's loaded for max weight. And the driver's armed."

Steve glanced over at the end of the road, to where the garbage truck was moving, his eyes widened as he began to step away from the window, causing Maria to frown as she had not managed to see it yet.

"It's a battering ram," concluded Natasha before Steve could say anything, causing Maria to widen her eyes.

"Go now," ordered Steve, almost immediately seeing Sam flying past the window.

"What?" asked Wanda.

"He's not hitting the police," explained Steve, quickly turning around and leaving the window, Maria in tow.

"What's over there?" asked Maria, following Steve out of the apartment and down the stairs, the two sprinting as fast as they could.

"The Institute for Infectious Diseases," explained Steve. "He's not targeting police forces anymore. He's going to do something much worse to whoever he hates."

"Oh God…" breathed Maria as she realized the seriousness of the situation.

As she and Steve ran down the street towards the institute, a gush of relief flooded over her. Had they not been tracking Rumlow, he might have gotten whatever he wanted from that institute and he could have done a lot of damage. Now, they were there to stop him. All they had to do was actually manage to stop him, which Maria did not doubt they could.

At the end of the street, they could see the garbage truck speeding up. The driver jumped out of the truck before it smashed into the enclosure's gate, flipping over and making a lot of mess and a lot of noise. Other trucks and cars suddenly appeared, coming to a quick halt in front of the broken garbage truck. Men exited those vehicles and entered the facility through the broken gate. Both Maria and Steve sped up, even though Steve was already way in front of her due to him being much faster.

Two hands gripped a hold of her upper arms suddenly, lifting her up from the ground and speeding her off towards the facility. She did not have to look up to realize it was Sam who had picked her up, as she saw the shadow of two large wings rushing over the street underneath of her.

She unsheathed her sword while Sam let go of her, flying back to get Steve as well. She went into battle-stance the moment she landed on her two feet. Rumlow's men were wearing black armour and gasmasks, each and every one of them carrying a gun of some sorts. Using her abilities to block the bullets, she ran up to a group of soldiers and attacked. In her peripheral vision she could see another group going into the facility, though luckily Steve landed close-by them, causing some to turn around instead of entering the facility.

All Maria really had to do to get rid of the men she was fighting was lightly tap them with her sword, making it easy for her to jump around and make each of them collapse. One of them had a hefty reaction to her sword, flying backwards the way Logan had done almost a year ago. Why he did that and the others didn't, she didn't know. All she knew was that she felt bad for the guy who would wake up with the worst headache of all time, not to mention that the part of his body that had touched the sword would have severe burn-wounds and some fractured bones. As the guys around her were down, she quickly checked all of their pulses, feeling slightly relived that only two seemed to be in critical condition.

"Body armour, AR-15s," informed Steve through the coms, making Maria turn to look at where he had landed, seeing him ontop of a vehicle with a couple of unconscious men around him. "I make seven hostiles left."

Sam landed on a roof near-by, some gunshots being heard before the coms crackled with Sam's voice, "I make five."

Maria turned around as she heard someone landing close-by. Wanda had landed and she easily stopped a guy coming towards her with her abilities, before she lifted him into the air. "Sam," she said as she moved him towards where Sam had been. In the process, Sam jumped off the roof he had landed on and knocked the guy out on his way towards the ground, landing close to Maria.

"Four," informed Sam, winking at Maria before the three of them walked over to Steve.

"Rumlow's on the third floor," informed Sam as Steve joined them on the ground, most likely having used his x-ray vision on the building in front of him.

"Wanda, just like we practised," said Steve, holding his shield up in front of him as he looked up at the third floor window.

"What about the gas?" asked Maria, a soft tone of worry in her voice

"Get it out," said Steve simply to Wanda before a red mist appeared around his boots, sending him up towards the window he had been looking at.

With his shield in front of him, shielding him from the shattered glass, he smashed through the window and landed inside. Immediately, Wanda began to move the mist out of the building and with amazed eyes, Maria watched as the green poison moved up towards the sky. She wondered briefly if she ever would be able to move things that were not so dense as mist with her own powers… Mist and liquids were things she barely could move. Her powers weren't that powerful after all. It was more of a way for her to have a shield from, for example, bullets.

Bullets; which were now being shot at her, Sam and Wanda. The two of them used their abilities to dodge the bullets and do their best to shield Wanda while she used her powers to get the mist out of the building. Sam shot at the guys attacking them while at the same time using his wings to shield himself and Wanda, while Maria moved the bullets away from her and Wanda so that they shot right into the concrete walls of the building. The void inside of her tensed up as she used her powers and a warmth spread through her body, a warmth which was making her out of breath and sweaty. The fact that her suit was made out of black leather and the sun was shining intensely down at them did not make things easier on her.

When Sam's gun was not enough, he turned around and ordered two smaller missiles to land where the guys were all crouched behind some cover. The missiles quickly took the guys out and the bullets stopped coming. Maria narrowed her eyes slightly at the cruel fact that those men probably had not made it, though she tried to focus on something else but that.

"Rumlow has a biological weapon," informed Steve through the coms after a little while.

"I'm on it," replied Natasha.

Sam, Wanda and Maria looked around at their surroundings, not seeing any thugs nor a single trace of Natasha and Steve. Silently, they asked each other where they were until they heard an explosion from the other side of the building. The three nodded their heads at each other before beginning to jog around the building, Maria clenching her sword in her hands tightly.

A second explosion was heard shortly after, almost immediately followed by Steve's voice through the com, "Sam. He's in an AFV heading north."

Without second thought, Sam jumped up and flew away from the two women running besides him, disappearing up into the air. Wanda and Maria shared a glance, having heard the pain in Steve's voice.

They found Steve staggering away from the building, gripping his ribs. Maria quickly placed two hands on his arm, stopping him from moving as she looked him over, worry in her eyes. He sighed, shaking his head at her, "I'm fine. It'll heal."

"Steve, you've probably cracked some ribs," said Maria, gently pressing against his side and earning a hiss of pain from Steve, which confirmed her theory.

"You should let us continue on our own," said Wanda as she watched the two.

"I'm good," persisted Steve, straightening up with a serious look on his face before repeating, "I'm good," as if to persuade himself as well.

"Steve," warned Maria, firmly placing her fingers on his chin and forcing him to look at her. His serious look melted into a soft one, a hint of amusement evident in his eyes at the concern in her eyes. She narrowed her eyes at him in return to his amusement before sighing, "Don't be foolish."

"I'm not," replied Steve, grabbing her hand in his gloved one, gently pressing his lips against her knuckles.

"Guys, we should help the others," urged Wanda.

"I've got four, they're splitting up," said Sam over the coms, causing Steve and Maria to break apart and begin to jog towards the small market that existed North of the science building.

"I got the two on the left," informed Natasha over the com, Sam most likely taking the other two out.

"I'll go with Nat," said Steve. "You two help Sam."

The three split up, Maria placing her sword back into its holster as she saw how thick of a crowd there was on the market. Having to push through so many people would most likely make her sword touch one of them, something she was keen on not doing as that would mean she'd hurt a civilian.

"They ditched their gear. It's a shell game now. One of them has the payload," informed Steve over the coms, causing Wanda and Maria to glance at each other as they continued to push through the crowd to find Sam and aid him in whatever way they could.

"He doesn't have it. I'm empty!" said Sam's voice through the com, causing the two women to stop.

"Nat, we're coming to help you," said Maria as she pressed on the communicator in her ear.

"I'm sending Redwing," informed Sam, the two women still continuing to run through the crowd.

A minute passed; Maria was beginning to feel a bit impatient, not feeling as though she was contributing a lot to the mission at hand anymore. Then, suddenly, Nat's voice was heard over the com at the same time as the screams of civilians was heard from somewhere else. Somewhere Natasha was not at.

"Payload secure. Thanks, Sam."

"Don't thank me," said Sam's voice over the coms while Maria and Wanda quickly made their way through the crowd towards the screaming civilians.

"I'm not thanking that thing," retorted Natasha with a bitter voice, causing Wanda to smile.

"His name is Redwing."

"I'm still not thanking it."

"He's cute! Go ahead, pet him."

Maria and Wanda came to a halt as they saw Rumlow and Steve go at it. Well, they had been going at it. Now, Steve had the upper hand, holding onto a tired looking Rumlow who was kneeling in front of him. His face did not look the same as when Maria had known him. The third degree burns had scared him for life, though is hair still somehow looked rather good, all things considered. They were talking quietly and Maria barely could heard them. Until the name was said…. That one name Maria knew was Steve's current weakness. Somehow, even Rumlow knew this.

"Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky," mumbled Rumlow.

"What did you say?" asked Steve, his eyes growing wide.

"He remembered you. I was there. He got all weepy about it. Till they put his brain back in a blender," said Rumlow, letting out a cruel, short chuckle before growing serious again. "He wanted you to know something. He said to me... 'Please tell Rogers. When you gotta go..."

Wanda tensed up as Rumlow lifted his hand and Maria saw it immediately. He had grabbed something from his pocket.

"'you gotta go.' And you're coming with me."

Without a second thought, the void inside of her burned up in a heated moment worth of passion and fear for Steve's life. As Rumlow pressed the trigger to the bomb-vest he suddenly showed Steve he was wearing, the explosion only stayed around him. Wanda glanced at Maria with wide eyes before quickly raising her own hands as she saw Maria's pained expression. As Wanda's red mist took over, Maria fell to her knees in the sand. Her head was pounding with pain and a drop of blood was slowly seeping out of her nose.

She watched as Steve staggered away from Rumlow, watching with slightly confused eyes as the explosion lifted from the ground. He glanced over at Wanda and Maria, his eyes widening slightly at Maria's pained expression, before he looked back up.

However, not everything went according to plan.

Halfway up towards the sky, Wanda let out a gurgle of pain herself and before she had realized it, her powers had let go of the explosion, making it explode halfway up one of the taller buildings in the city. The explosion went through the entire floor, shattering the glass windows through which black smoke was coughed up.

"Oh, my..." whimpered Wanda, placing a hand over her mouth as tears appeared in her eyes.

The three heroes looked up, the civilians around them already having scattered away. A sadness fell over the heroes, pushing down on their shoulders as each and every one of them took on the blame for what happened in various ways. Maria stood up, trying to place a comforting hand on Wanda's shoulder, though she pushed it off.

"Sam… we need Fire and Rescue on the south side of the building," said Steve as he pressed a finger to his ear. He glanced back at the two women behind him with a saddened look in his eyes.

There had been people up there who were now burning and crying out in pain. There had been mothers there now wishing they could be with their children instead. There had been fathers there now wishing the same thing. There had been daughters and sons up there who never got to say how much the appreciated their parents. There had been people there who now were gone or who now maybe would never be able to live a normal life ever again.

And it was their fault it had all happened.