Tony and Steve barged in from the elevator and interrupted our game. We bet that Natasha couldn't beat Thor in an arm wrestling match, so she tried to make the impossible possible. She was wickedly strong and almost beat Thor until Tony stated, "Stop whatever you're doing and get over here."

"Being more bossy than usual, Stark?" Tasha questioned as she used all of her strength against Thor. She strained to keep up her energy, but she attempted to be calm and cool about it.

Thor chuckled in amusement at her attempt. His muscles bulged out of his arm to where I could clearly see his veins, but he didn't even break a sweat. "Your endeavor is entertaining, Natasha, but you might as well give up."

"We have a lot of money counting on this game," Peter reported to Tony and Steve. He rubbed his hands together and watched in anticipation. A worried expression formed on his face as Natasha's hand took control of the game and was close to winning. He clutched onto Bruce's arm in fear they were going to lose the bet.

Clint rubbed Natasha's tense shoulders and watched in anticipation. "Come on, Tasha, you can do it." The look on Natasha's face became utter concentration and her stare reeked of determination. She bit her lip and used all her power to make Thor's hand slam onto the table top. Clint and I cheered out of sheer joy as Bruce and Peter cried out in despair. Thor's eyes widened as Natasha laughed and raised her hands in victory. Money was passed around to the winning betters and comments were passed.

Tony and Steve rolled their eyes and gave each other bored looks. "Are you guys done?" Steve questioned in a dead tone. They walked over to the dining room table waiting for the rest of the team to assemble. Tony set his phone in the middle of the table.

"Wait," Natasha said. She snatched the nearest phone and quickly took a picture of herself smiling in front of Peter and Bruce, who were extremely upset for losing the bet. Peter stuck his tongue out while Banner made an Are-You-Serious look. She set the phone down and led Clint and I to the table. Peter, Banner, and Thor trudged over to the table in a grumpy mood. "Now we're done."

Tony projected an image from his cell phone into the air. He snapped his hands together and walked around restlessly. "Jarvis found a lab that logged in some of the substance after a camera caught a shipment coming in. We've downloaded the buildings plans. We couldn't get into the system they have without letting them know we're coming."

I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms. "What about the account I gave you?"

Bruce took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He let out a tired sigh. "Let me guess. The account isn't active anymore."

"Precisely, big guy. After we hacked into it they deactivated the account. So, we have to storm the place while they least expect it. And by we, I mean you," Tony pointed to the rest of us and expanded the blueprints so we could see it better.

"Who's going in?" Natasha questioned. She stood on the side with her hands on the table. Her emerald eyes sparkled in the light with a hint of excitement. It might also have been the adrenaline running through her system from the game.

Steve took control from there and stood at the head of the table. He handed each of us an earpiece, except for Tony and Banner. "We're going to storm in from the back and work our way up to the lab. Clint, you're going to stay back and watch from one of the rooftops. We don't need anyone flanking us from the back." His eyes met Tasha's and ordered, "You're going to stand out front and wait to see if anyone runs out. Take them out if they do."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on here," I put up my hand to stop him from speaking and went over to the blueprints. I pointed at a few areas. "This is where the cameras are. They will see us coming, so they will make a run to the front, leaving Natasha with nearly a hundred guys." I looked Steve square in the eye and held my ground. "I've been to this building before. The best way to attack is to split up into two teams and push them in from both sides. They'll have nowhere to run."

"She's handled worse," Steve commented, trying to make me back down.

I fixed my posture and furrowed my brow. A slight raise in my voice appeared gradually, "So what? You think she's going to kill nearly a hundred guys as they flood out of the doorway? What happens if there are a bunch of agents and they fight her, letting the rest get away?" Does he really think he can just boss people around like this? I pondered. He was going to lead someone to their death. That was something I couldn't let happen. I needed them to help me take out Red Skull and whoever he's working with.

Steve began, "You th-"

"Steve, she's right. I can handle a lot of things, but that might get a little overwhelming when you're giving me such a big task," Natasha cut in. Everyone remained silent for a minute. Natasha looked over at Clint, who gave her a reassuring nod. I could see the gears running in her mind as she thought of what to say. She bit her lip and pinched the bridge of her nose before she could even bring herself to speak. "It just seems like Lilly's idea is a lot better."

Tony and Steve appeared offended in the next few seconds. Tony backed Steve up as he headed to the head of the table. "I think Steve has a point. Cover the front and the back. Keep them locked in."

"You're not even going, Tony," Peter talked back to him. He stood next to me and backed me up on this. He ran one of his hands through his short brown hair; his chocolate eyes looked on the blueprints. He pointed out, "Look. Even if your plan does work out, Steve, it's not going to succeed as well as you think it will."

Clint stepped up to the plate and shot back, "You're only siding with her because she's your cousin. How about you man up and use your common sense." Clint ended up on the other side of the table with Steven and Tony. He crossed his arms across his chest, making his muscles bulge from the black muscle shirt he was wearing. He sent an apologetic nod to Tasha, who narrowed her eyes at him.

It was clear now. We knew what side we were on.

I bit the inside of my cheek from saying anything I would regret later. "Look, Rogers, you're one of the most strategic people I have ever observed. I don't know what has your star spangled panties in a knot, but can you please just trust me on this? I know the facility."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Who helped win a world war? Defeated Hydra twice?" He cupped his ear with his hand and waited for an answer, but I didn't reply. He set his hand down and stated, "Exactly. My mind is in the right place. Is yours?"

"Alright, stop it, all of you," Thor commanded and set his hammer down on the table. He scanned all of our frustrated expressions before proceeding, "You all fight like Thulbinaskis." All of us looked at him with blank expressions and waited for him to explain. "They're small, annoying creatures in one of the realms."

Banner sided with Thor. He put his glasses on and sighed. "Come on guys. Let's be realistic here. Thor is right. We can't be fighting here. It's only a waste of time." Bruce took down the plans and made us focus on each other.

That was the difficult part.

Steve eyed me with such frustration and intensity that it hurt me. He didn't look away as he stood in his rigid state and exhaled loudly. "It's a tie. There has to be some way to settle this."

"There is," I declared. The anger was boiling up inside me that I didn't notice the heat emanating from my hands. I quickly moved my hands away from the wooden table and tried to refocus my energy on something else other than my powers. I kept my mind off of it and continued, "Tasha, Peter and I will go through the front while you and Thor go in through the back. Clint can stay back and monitor the place."

"How come you get two people with you?" Clint questioned as he cocked his head. He knit his eyebrows together and kept his eyes away from Romanov. He knew if he took one look at her, he'd give in quickly.

I scoffed, "If you want Natas-"

"No, let her keep Natasha." Steve put his hand out to stop me from talking and stated, "Having more people with you just shows you're dependent on them." He stood tall and held my fiery gaze.

I shot back, "Rogers, I have worked alone for years. And you? You have been working in a team for more than I have. You might give the orders and be some hotshot, but you're more dependent on them than I am." I glanced over at Bruce, who kept his anger at bay. "Clint and Natasha can watch both sides of the building while two of us go in from each side. That way, we'll circle them in and no one will be overwhelmed alone."

"There. Lilly combined both ideas. Problem solved," Thor said. He picked up Mjolnir happily and added, "Can we go now?"

Steve grabbed his shield and nodded before leaving. Clint and Natasha followed soon after, but remained apart in some distance. Peter, Thor, and I looked at each other curiously and walked out, leaving Tony and Bruce behind.

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