AS THEY DESCENDED onto the boat Rumlow shot a man behind Steve. The rest of the team went in front and Lana stayed back with the blonde."What about the nurse that lives across the hall from you? She seems kinda nice," Lana asked as they walked. Steve glanced at her quickly before looking forward once more.

"Secure the engine room. Then find me a date," Steve replied. She walked behind him.

"I'm multi-tasking," she jumped over the railing. She dropped down silently and stood behind a man on the phone. He turned around and she smirked, "Hey sailor." She kicked the back of his knees successfully breaking them before she took out a zip wire and wrapped it around his neck.

She kicked him and propelled herself off the railing and shooting people on the way down. As she stopped she saw some men under the grate beneath her and shot them.

"Lana, what's your status?" she heard Steve ask through her earpiece as she came down to another level. She started running at a man in front of her, "Status, Lana."

"Hang on!" she yelled jumping up and wrapping her legs around his neck and electrocuting him with cuffs made into her suit. As he went down she flipped over his head.

A man came her way and she grabbed his arm twisting it at an odd angle. She turned him and kicked him in the stomach making him stumble before sweeping his leg.

A gun came to the back of her head and she twisted kicking it from the man's hands. He squeezed her middle as she struggled, she elbowed him in the face, breaking his nose, and using the momentum flipped him over.

Using a kip-up she got up and spoke into her wrist, "Engine room secure." She grabbed a metal rod and swung it into a man that was getting up. She dropped it as he fell, walking away from the unconscious men.

"On my mark," she heard Steve say, "Three...Two...One," she could hear guns going off.

"Hostages en route to extraction," Rumlow said over the line. She walked towards the bridge. She started typing at the computers as he continued, "Romanoff missed the rendezvous point, Cap," Snitch she thought, "Hostiles are still in play."

"Lana. Batroc's on the move. Circle back to Rumlow and protect the hostages," Steve ordered. She sighed waiting on the files to download, "Lana?"

After a few minutes the door broke down and Steve came in fighting Batroc before he knocked him out. He turned to the side as Lana spoke, "Well, this is awkward." She smiled at him as she typed.

"What are you doing?" Steve asked as he stood up.

"Backing up the hard drive. It's a good habit to get into."

"Rumlow needed your help. What the hell are you doing here?" He stood next to her.

"Rumlow's a big boy he could handle whatever it is by himself," she replied as he looked over her shoulder.

"You're saving S.H.I.E.L.D. intel."

"Whatever I can get my hands on," she responded.

"Our mission is to rescue hostages."

"No, that's your mission." she took the drive from its port, "And you've done it beautifully."

She went to walk past him before he grabbed her arm, pulling her back, "You just jeopardized this whole operation."

"I think that's overstating things," Lana denied. Movement alerted them to Batroc's conscious state. He threw a grenade at them and Steve blocked it with his shield. He grabbed Lana and jumped up on the desk. She shot at the window and they jumped through it as the grenade exploded.

They ended up in an office and Lana sat against the wall groaning, "Okay. That one's on me," she panted.

"You're damn right," Steve said as he got up. He walked away leaving her there. She sighed and heaved herself off the floor watching as a long cut on her arm stitched itself back together.