I'm back!

I've been writing in the morning after I wake up and it seems I can write a lot when I'm half awake...
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If there was one thing I didn't miss about the nineteen forties, it was the bloody corsets.

My suit, as I forgot to kindly mention, was a corset at the top (a beautiful one but still a painful one). Wanda had sneakily tricked me into wearing one and then realised my suit had one so she glitzed it up.

Hence the sparkles.

I sat against a truck and watched as Steve walked out to meet Stark and co. Stark had that cocky swagger on and it was annoying me.

My fingers started tapping against my knee, unwillingly and unstoppable. I looked over to the other side and Clint was with Wanda, whispering to her. Scott was elsewhere, probably behind Wanda and Sam was taking Bucky the long way to the quinjet and hopefully safer as well.

"You've been busy."
"And you've been a complete idiot." Through Steve's mind, I could see the assemble before him. Stark, Vision, Natasha and T'Challa.

Steve kept talking to Stark before Stark seemed to get bored.

"Okay. Enough of this." Then he yelled something I didn't catch. Above me, there was a loud noise and then a flash of red.

"Hey Cap."
"What's going on?" I demanded, coming out, hips swaying with me trying to look more confident. I look at Steve to see he had his hands tied with a white, sticky looking substance.

"Holy-. What the hell?" I almost screamed in shock at what was standing on the cab of a truck.

"Who are you?"
"Pet-"
"Spider-Man."
"Who?" Steve and I asked at the same time. I looked at the 'Spider-man' and frowned. Searching through his mind, I was left in shock at the fact he was only a kid.

"He's a flippen kid." I whispered and Steve groaned. Behind me, I head Wanda, Clint and Scott come out and stand with us.

"Clint?"
"Hey man."
"You're supposed to be retired."
"I am." Without looking, I could see that Clint was radiating with sass. It made me smile but the fact that Steve's hands were still tied was annoying me.

"I mean, I retire for 5 minutes and everything turns to shit. Oh, hey Vision. I see you're still around. How did it feel to have your ass kicked by a girl 300 feet into the ground?" Clint rambled but it was evident he was having fun making fun of everyone.

Getting sick of the spider, I imagined wrapping fingers around the shield and when I opened my eyes, I knew they had taken on the dangerous blue tint they usually go when doing what I was doing.

"Prepare to fight." I told them through the handy use of telepathy. I could sense Bucky and Sam break into a light jog.

"We're always ready to fight." They all responded and before Spidey- or  Peter- could react, I pulled and the shield came flying with him attached to it. The shield flew into my hands and I pushed the spider back three hundred metres, straight into T'Challa in his full on suit.

"Sorry." I ripped the webs off Steve and ran forward at T'Challa, shield in one hand and pulled a knife out of a sheath on my thigh and attacked, the rest following suit. However it may cause you great pain to remember that his suit was made of the same stuff as Steve's shield.

Vibranium.

"Oh for crying out loud..." T'Challa grabbed me around the throat and lifted me up, throwing me halfway across the airport like I was a softball.

I stopped myself in mid air and flew back like a boomerang, crashing into T'Challa and Clint who was introducing himself.

"Sorry, Clint." I muttered. He waved a hand and got up, aiming an arrow at the retreating backside of T'Challa who was running in the same direction where there was a red streak in the sky. I frowned and talked into my ear piece.

"Bucky? Sam?"
"Give us a moment! We have company!" I turned around just in time to deflect a blow from Stark.

With my attention diverted, I didn't catch the blow that came from the returning (obviously unwillingly) spider who's foot connected with my head.

"You chose the wrong side, Olivia." Stark whispered through his helmet.

"And I don't care." I flipped myself up and teleported beside Steve who was punching Rhodes mask.

"Wanda!"
"Okay!" The younger girl knew exactly what I was talking about and she quickly lifted herself into the air and grabbed Clint and Scott who were then taken behind a truck in the distance. I grabbed Steve and did the same.

Steve spoke to Bucky and Sam who were already on their way, knowing that taking a back route wasn't actually going to work.

"That Spider-Man thing? He's a kid. He's nineteen." I started with Bucky and Sam got there. Bucky came and stood beside me, Sam on the other side of Steve.

"We can't kill a kid, Steve." Bucky added.

"We can't kill anyone. We won't kill anyone." Steve looked around our hiding tank and grimaced.

"They've taken position that blocks us from the jet." Looking directly at me and Bucky, he seemed to be formulating a plan.

"Can you get you two in the jet?"
"I can try but we could end up back at the jet at the facility instead of the one here."
"Whys that? You can teleport to china and not get lost." Sam piqued up and I stared at him.

"Do you remember our last trip to China? We ended up having to take the subway in our suits to get to the right side." Sam rolled his eyes and I turned back to Steve. "Plus, you need to be there. Not just Bucky and Olivia."
"She's right, Steve. I'm not leaving without you."

I could see the look of frustration pass across my best friends face and amusement cross everyone else's.

"Steve, we do this as a team and get you three to the jet." I'm not going. I whispered to Wanda as she said that. I know she heard me but she showed no emotion towards it. Clint pulled out his bow and got ready for the fight.

"I'll take Nat."
"Stark is mine." Wanda was looking at me suspiciously. I looked at Steve.

"I'm taking the spider.
"What's this, dibs on the enemy? Okay. I'm taking cat boy." I accidentally giggled and then everyone was looking at me as I put a hand over my mouth.

"What in the name of satan's netball game was that?" Sam asked. I took my hand away, suppressing another giggle.

"I don't know, I'm sorry. Let's go fight." I turned, taking Steve's right hand side but Wanda pulled me back as the other walked forward. Bucky stopped and looked back at me, cocking his head kind of like a puppy. I smiled and felt the giggle that I had before feel a million miles away.

"Where are you going?" Wanda asked, accent thick with worry and concern.

"I need to go somewhere."
"Where?" She demanded and raised a hand, prepared to get it out of me.

"You know that gut feeling you have when you need to go somewhere?" Wanda started to shake her head but then had a change of mind and nodded.

"I need to go back to where Bucky and Steve and Sam were."
"Then go. You have fought more battles than anyone."
"I have to stay. B-"
"Bucky loves you," Wanda saying that made me look at her in wonder. "Oh don't tell me you can't tell... Oh well.. He loves you and you love him even though he may not realise it. He'll understand. Go fight your own battles." I hugged her and then disappeared, leaving my heart behind.

Authors Note:

At least one update to say I'm sorry for being on holiday but I'm back for eight weeks then I have prelims and holidays for two weeks then more exams. Blergh.

Oh  and I saw Me before You. Sam Claftin did such a great job of portraying Will I cried. I love me some Claftin.

Love you all,

~Bree