After getting dressed in my standard black SHIELD catsuit, Tony tells us to meet him at Engine 3 over coms. I meet up with Steve as we run toward the engine.

"Tony we're here!" Holy shit...the entire side is blown to bits..hopefully we can get this running..

"Good. Let's see what we've got."

"Tony you might have to get the cooling unit back online before you do anything with those rotors!" I yell over the wind.

"That helps, thanks C."

"I need you to go to that engine control panel and tell me which relays are in overload position." Tony says and Cap looks around a little lost, so I point to the box in the wall on the opposite side of a giant chasm. I mentally prepare myself to get to the other side.

"Let me help you get there." Steve says going to wrap an arm around my waist.

"No, no. It's alright I've got it. Thank you Captain." I say with a smile.

Time to let the cat out of the bag. I place my hands down to my sides, palms open facing down. Focusing on myself rising and crossing the gaping hole, I open my eyes and affectively manipulate the air around me and cross to the over side. Once I make it to the control panel, I look back to see Steve, mouth open and eyes wide. This makes me laugh before I pull the panel out and start looking at it.

"H-how the hell did you do that?" He asks as he makes the jump across and stands behind me.

"You aren't the only one on the team with special abilities Cap." I say with a smirk.

"What's it look like in there?" Tony asks, but I'm too busy fixing the relays to answer.

"It seems to run on some form of electricity." Steve says making me smile at his cluelessness.

"Well. You're not wrong." Tony and I say at the same time. A couple more minutes and I've got all the relays the way they need to be, ready for the next step.

"The relays are intact Tony. What's our next move?" Steve asks.

"Even if you can clear the rotors on time, you're gonna have to jump it to get it going!"

"I'm going to have to get in there and push." I nod in response–that's exactly what I was thinking..

"If that thing gets up to speed you'll get shredded!" He's in a metal suit but I appreciate the care for my idiot brother.

"Then stay by that control unit, it'll reverse polarity long enough to disengage maglev–"

"Speak English!" Steve yells, I forget not everyone can speak nerd..

"The red lever," I point over to it. "It'll slow the rotors down enough so Tony can get out."

"Yes, stand by it and wait for my word." Steve and I move down the way to the lever when I hear something over coms.

"We got a perimeter breach! Hostiles are in SHIELD gear. Hold every junction." Agent Sitwell calls out. Great, just what we needed.

"Steve, did you catch that?" I ask motioning to my com. He shakes his head, they must've given the team a different frequency.

"Hostiles are dressed like SHIELD. There could be a possibility they'll come this direction." He nods and we stay on our toes, helping Tony whenever I can. Suddenly the carrier starts dropping quickly, throwing Steve and I off balance.

"Tony! We've lost Engine 1!" I repeat what I hear Hill say.

"Yeah. Noticed. Working on it!"

Suddenly a group of Loki's men appear at the opening and start to open fire at Steve and I. Reflexively my hands come up to shield myself and Steve from the rain of bullets, once my mind catches up I redirect the bullets back to those shooting them.

Those smart enough to take cover keep shooting at us, and as I'm focused on keeping the bullets away, Steve jumps back across, punches an agent and steals his gun. Now joining me again he helps me to take down the rouge agents.

Another unexpected pitch of the carrier, added with the relentless gunfire, Steve loses his foot and slides off the grate.

"Steve!" I look over to see him grabbing onto a cable, swinging wildly in the wind. "Hang on!"

"Planning on it!" He yells back. In order for me to get to Steve, I use one hand to shield myself and use the other to turn the bullets back around. I glance at Steve another time.

Big mistake.

Searing hot pain tears through my abdomen causing me to completely drop my shield, dropping me to my knees.

"Clara!"

I hear Steve yell, but instead of looking back again I focus on the bastard that shot me. Seeing a broken pipe I focus on picking it up, and my hand and mind guide to hit him square on the side of his head.

"Cap, Clara! I need the lever!"

"Give us a minute!" Cap responds while I try to focus on keeping pressure on my wound.

He's slowly making his way up the cable, until his hand slips a bit. Using my left hand and last bit of energy, I focus on manipulating the air around him and help him up onto the platform.

"Lever now!" Steve bends to help me, but I wave him away.

He hits the lever, dodging more bullets, and suddenly Iron Man—beat to shit flies over and tackles the remaining agents. Steve comes over now, helping me to my feet, but that's short lived–seeing as my knees buckle from underneath me. He scoops me up, holding me bridal style, jumping across the space—making me bit my lip hard to not cry out from the pain of being jostled.

"What the hell happened?!" Tony says, face mask sliding out of place.

"She was shot by one of the agents. We need to get her to the med wing now."

"Occupational hazard. No biggie really." I say with a slight smile making both men look at me in disbelief.

"You've just been shot. You're nonchalance over the issue concerns me." Tony says as he goes to grab me from Steve.

"Give her here Cap." He hesitates just the slightest making Tony raise a questioning eyebrow. "She'll be in good hands. We need to move her." He nods and I have to bit my lip again as I'm transferred.

"Sorry, sorry! C'mon sis, let's get you patched up." He says as we walk out of the engine room.

"Agent Coulson is down."

No...

No, no, no, no..t-this isn't happening. I feel Tony stop too at the announcement-so I didn't just hallucinate it, and my breathing starts to accelerate.

"No. No, t–that can't—that can't be true." I feel tears building behind my eyes.

"The med team's already here....They called it."

I look up towards Tony and see the stoic look on his face, the shock of being shot and loosing some much blood, and now this, sends me into hysterics.

"No! It can't— Tony please! This can't be true!"

"I'm sorry Clare..." He looks at me sadly, watching the tears stream down my face, making his eyes become glossy with unshed tears.

"No please! Not Phil...please." I gasp in pain as my crying makes the pain in my abdomen worse.

"It hurts Anthony. Please, stop it from hurting. I—I can't take it. It can't be Phil...he can't—" At this point, I'm hyperventilating and can't even finish my thoughts, just sobs.

"Hey! Clare, you gotta breathe for me! C'mon focus sweetie." He says sweetly but I just shake my head back and forth.

Phil can't be gone. More than just my S.O. He was a father figure when I joined... My only family here.

And with my last thoughts of Phil, and my brothers voice, I find blackness.