CHAPTER ELEVEN, a phone call

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IVANNA WAS THE first to notice Steve as he entered the room they were all in. They had been moving around constantly for the past couple of years, it had been boring. But everyone tried to keep the idea of being on the run as lively as possible, especially Sam. After a few weeks of Natasha and Ivanna being back, Wanda and Vision negotiated a way for them to be on the run together and away from the rest of the group. Steve agreed but under certain conditions. Ever since then, Wanda and Vision had been living separately from Steve, Sam, Ivanna, and Natasha.

Ivanna furrowed her brows at the sight of Steve, he looked annoyed and stressed as he stopped in front of where Sam and Ivanna sat and rested his hands on his hips. Steve had grown out his hair and facial hair. Ivanna hadn't liked the idea of it, but it soon grew to suit Steve, and who was she to complain? Steve looked around at the trio watching him expectantly.

"I just received a call from Banner," Ivanna perked up at the mention of Bruce, especially the idea of getting a phone call and hearing from him, "he says that they need our help."

"Never thought we'd hear that call," Sam mumbled and Ivanna glanced at him sideways, silencing Sam almost immediately, "So we go to New York?"

Steve glanced at Sam and nodded his head, "But only after we've gotten Wanda and Vision."

"Then let's go," Natasha stood up.

"Banner needs us, everyone back home needs us," Ivanna raised her eyes to Steve and he nodded in agreement.

"Let's suit up," Steve instructed.

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Ivanna and Natasha were the ones who piloted the Quintjet, like usual. It wasn't until Ivanna looked down and saw the fighting going on that she removed her headpiece and turned back to Steve who was waiting. Steve happened to be standing behind the two women in their seats and saw everything they were seeing.

"Land this thing," Steve instructed.

Ivanna and Natasha did as Steve asked, lowering the quint-jet and then rushing out of their seats to gather their weapons.

"Why is it that when we leave or need someone," Sam started and glanced at Ivanna as he pulled his wings on, "something goes wrong?"

"I don't know," the blonde shrugged and pulled her hair back, "but let's get this over with."

The group left the jet and separated, finding different ways to enter the building Wanda and Vision had just crashed into. Ivanna looked toward Sam and held her hand out to him,

"Get me up higher," she spoke softly.

Sam nodded and took her hand, launching himself up and moving her to the roof. There was a catwalk running along the upper lengths of the ceiling, and Sam lowered Ivanna to it. Ivanna landed in a crouch and surveyed the area, noticing Steve and Natasha going to their areas as well. Ivanna kept in her low crouch as she inched along the catwalk, waiting for a sign of what to do.

Eventually, the loud sound of a train startled the blonde and she turned to see Steve had moved to stand behind it. She was a few inches in front of the passing train, putting Wanda and Vision directly below her. The alien seemed to notice Steve's figure as well and threw her weapon in his direction.

Steve caught the scepter and slowly moved forward. The alien watched as he stepped out of the shadows. And suddenly threw the scepter. Ivanna took that as her cue and threw herself over the railing. She watched as Natasha caught the scepter and used it on another alien, knocking him out. Ivanna landed directly in front of the female alien and grinned,

"Hi," Ivanna reached her hand out and watched the alien go frigid and shout at the feeling of electricity coursing through her.

Sam yelling could be heard in the background and Ivanna brought her foot up and kicked the alien to the ground. The alien recovered quickly and kicked Ivanna out of the way as she summoned her weapon to charge at Steve and Natasha. Steve and Natasha covered each other until Sam arrived and glided to kick the alien, and she crouched beside her partner.

Ivanna rose to her feet and moved toward Sam, Steve, and Natasha, her eyes flitting between them. She and Steve locked eyes, him asking if she was alright with both his eyes and his mind, her silent nod in response was the only confirmation he needed before returning his attention to the aliens.

"Get up," the alien spoke to her partner.

He tried but eventually shook his head, "I can't."

Natasha put her batons away and Ivanna tightened her fingerless gloves while stopping beside Steve. Natasha glared down at the pair in front of her, her eyes glowing with rage,

"We don't want to kill you," she warned, tilting her head slightly, "but we will."

"You'll never get the chance again," the alien whispered. She and her partner soon vanished, and her weapons were snatched out of Steve's hands. Ivanna noticed the look of confusion that crossed Steve's face but was too focused on going to Vision. Sam was with her and leaned down to Vision,

"Can you stand?"

Vision started helping himself to his feet, but then Wanda and Sam added their assistance to getting Vision to his feet. Ivanna was worried for the robot and glanced back at Natasha and Steve following them.

"Thank you, Captain," Vision nodded his head and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of people in front of him.

Steve nodded in return, "Let's get you on the jet."

The group guided Vision back toward the jet, Sam supporting him as Ivanna stayed close to Wanda. She remained beside Wanda as they stepped onto the ramp and move inside the jet. Natasha closed the doors beside them and turned to Wanda.

"I thought we had a deal. Stay close, check-in. Don't take any chances," there was warning and concern laced in Natasha's tone as she looked at Wanda.

"I'm sorry, we just wanted time," Wanda spoke softly.

Sam helped Vision settle onto a bench in the jet, and Wanda moved toward him. Ivanna patted Sam's shoulder to soothe his concern for Vision, "I'll take over for now."

Sam nodded his head and turned to Steve, "Where to, Cap?"

The group watched Steve expectantly as he stood behind Natasha sitting in the pilot's seat.

"Home," was all he said for the group to know, that they would go back and help.

No matter the consequences.