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"Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams. You know your missions. Get the stones. Get them back. One round-trip each. No mistakes, no do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. That doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives, and we're gonna win. Whatever it takes. Good luck."

Makena stood next to Tony as Steve had finished his speech. Man was he good at that.

"He's pretty good at that," Rocket spoke, almost having heard Makena's thoughts.

"Right?" Scott agreed.

"All right. You heard the man. Stroke those keys, Jolly Green."

"Trackers engaged." Bruce replied to Tony.

Clint looked at his hand that held Rocket's ship, only it was shrunk to the size of a baby pretzel. "You promise to bring that back in one piece, right?" Rocket questioned, still a bit nervous.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay, I'll do my best." Clint said with false confidence, not exactly sure of himself.

"As promises go, that was pretty lame," Rocket mumbled.

Bruce stepped onto the time machine and hit a button, Makena looked up hearing the beeping. "See ya in a minute," Nat smirked.

Everyone's helmets went on and Makena took a deep breath before everyone was sucked back into time.

Scott, Bruce, Steve, Tony and Makena all landed in an alley, not far from where the original five avengers were. They were back in 2012, the day the attack from Loki happened. Their suits disappeared into the object on their hands. Makena had wore her usual suit that Shuri had made her only a bit more improved due to Tony adding some features on it.

"All right, we all have our assignments. Two stones uptown, one stone down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock." As Steve finished what he was saying they turned to see the Hulk absolutely brutalize one of the Chitauri by smashing it with a car a few times.

"Wow, he was extra," Makena mumbled.

Bruce looked down in embarrassment, scratching his neck awkwardly. "Maybe smash a few things along the way," Steve added.

"I think it's gratuitous but whatever," Bruce said, pulling off his black tank top.

A few minutes later, Makena snuck into the Stark Tower and knocked out of the men from the strike team. "Makena, are you in?" Tony asked over coms.

Makena grunted as she knocked out another one of the men who had seen what happened. "Little busy here," she grunted.

Makena dragged them both into the bathroom and removed of the guys gear before putting it on, using a hair tie to make the shirt tighter. "Okay, I'm in," Makena mumbled.

She slipped out of the bathroom and pulled her hair more in front of her face. Makena kept her head down as she slipped into the elevator that Rumlow and the rest of the S.T.R.I.K.E team had entered. "You new?" One of the men asked. "You look really young."

"Uhm yeah, I just turned twenty five. This is my first day on the force," Makena lied. He nodded, remembering a time when he was a rookie.

Makena furrowed her brows slightly heading Tony scoff. "Mr. Rogers, I almost forgot that, that suit did nothing for your ass."

Makena rolled her eyes, classic Tony checking out Steve. "No one asked you to look, Tony," Steve replied, a bit offended.

"It's ridiculous."

"I think you look great, Cap. As far as I'm concerned, that's America's ass," Scott saluted. Makena sighed in disappointment, of course they were getting off track.

The elevator opened and out walked Rumlow and the rest of the S.T.R.I.K.E team walk out, Makena included. "We can take that off your hands," Sitwell said, and 2012 Natasha handed the scepter over to him. "By all means. Careful with that thing."

"Yeah, unless you want your mind erased. And not in a fun way," Clint added.

"We promise to be careful," Sitwell said.
Rumlow opened up the black lengthy suitcase and they gently placed Loki's scepter inside.

"Who are these guys?" Makena heard Scott ask over coms. Makena stood at the bar, pretending to be one of the S.T.R.I.K.E team members. Loki looked at her suspiciously and smirked, "I could've sworn I just seen someone who looks like you, hours ago," Loki mumbled.

Makena glanced up at him and looked back away, recalling where she was in 2012 on this day. She had remembered seeing Loki when her mother brought her with her on some kind of deal she was doing with a friend for some drugs. It must've been the building Loki had been keeping a low profile at.

"They are S.H.I.E.L.D." Makena heard Tony speak, snapping her out of her trance. "Well, actually, Hydra, but we didn't know that yet."

"Seriously? You didn't? I mean, they look like bad guys." Scott said.

"You're small, but you're talking loud."

Makena followed them back into the elevator, this time being next to Rumlow himself. He glanced at her suspiciously but eventually just let it go. "Makena, where are you?" Steve asked, referring to which elevator. "She can't exactly talk at moment, Cap. I got our scepter in the elevator, just passing the 80th floor. Makena's in there which means I'm right," Tony said.

"On it. Head to the lobby," Steve instructed.

"All right, I'll see you there."

Makena glanced at her watch and tapped her foot impatiently, wondering what was taking them so long. "Evidence secure. We're en route to Doctor List. No. No hitches at all, Mr. Secretary." Sitwell said.

The elevator door opened and Makena wanted to sigh in relief seeing Steve standing there. Steve stepped in and pressed a button to the floor he needed to be on. "Captain, I thought you were coordinating search and rescue," Sitwell said in confusion.

Steve stood on the left of Rumlow, sending Makena a glance who was on Rumlow's right. "Hey, Cap."

"Rumlow."

One of the men's hand hovered over hus gun and Makena shared a look with Steve. Makena pretended to accidentally stumble forward due to the elevator and he caught her before she could fall. "You okay? Ms. Smith?" Makena nodded, giving a thankful look before quickly swiping his gun with hers that had no bullets in it.

"I just got a call from the secretary. I'm gonna be running point on the scepter," Steve spoke up, removing the attention off of Makena before they could notice that she wasn't who she was clearly claiming to be.

"Sir? I don't understand," said Sitwell.

"We got word there may be an attempt to steal it."

"Sorry, Cap. We can't give you the scepter," Rumlow said.

"I'm gonna have to call the director."

"That's okay. Trust me." Steve leaned over to Sitwell and whispered, "Hail Hydra."

As Rumlow handed Steve the case, he paused, "You should take Mr. Sanchez with you." He said, referring to one of the men in the back of the elevator.

"Actually I think I'll take Ms. Smith, her background is more...impressive." Steve took the case and the elevator door opened. Makena walked out with Steve and let out a relieved breath. "God it smelled like Axe body spray mixed with sweat in there," Makena gagged.

Makena tugged the shirt off and ripped the pants away as they began to walk down the corridor. "Jesus christ, I hate men who don't have good hygiene. Actually I just hate men in general," Makena muttered in disgust. She smiled as she pulled her hair back up into a loose ponytail.

"Tony, what's going on?" Steve asked worriedly, not hearing any word back from Stark. "Tell me you found that Cube."

Makena nudged Steve and he looked to where she was pointing. "Oh, you gotta be shitting me," he complained. Steve and Mekena both sighed, being faced with 2012 Steve Rogers/ Captain America.

"I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor," 2012 Steve said.

"Oh so what am? A rock?" Makena mumbled offendedly.

"I'm not Loki, and I don't wanna hurt you," Steve said, slowly setting the case down.

Makena watched as 2012 Steve charged forward first, getting the upper hand and kicking Steve away a few feet. "I can do this all day."

"Yeah, I know. I know." Steve sighed. They both threw their shields, only they both hit each other and bounced off one another.

Makena threw her hand out, catching the shield and bringing it into her hand. "Sure you don't need some help there Steven? He's kinda kicking your ass," Makena mused.

"I'm good." Steve grunted.

Makena cursed under her breath as they accidentally kicked the case, making it break through the glass and fall stories down. Makena watched as Steve and 2012 Steve also fell down, hitting things that landed their fall easier. Makena jumped down and gently lowered herself on the floor.

"Where did you get this?" Makena picked up the scepter went to toss it to Steve but 2012 Steve kicked her back and once more fought Steve. "Ugh, asshole," Makena muttered, brushing the glass off herself and standing up.

She walked over seeing Steve struggle in a chokehold. Makena threw out her hand, pulling 2012 Steve off of Steve and hitting him in the face with the shield. "And I thought you'd be the nicer one," Makena said before using the scepter on 2012 Steve and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Makena reached her hand out and Steve sighed before taking it. "You just got your ass kicked by your past self. That's hilarious dude. Couldn't be me," Makena mused.

Steve looked down at his past self, "That is America's ass."

Makena grimaced, "Meh, mine looks better." Makena tossed him the shield and walked away.

Makena landed on the ground as Steve jumped down from the rail on the nearby apartment complex. Makena raised a brow noticing Tony and Scott inside a car covered in crumbles of cement and such. "Cap. Sorry buddy, we got a problem," Tony spoke up.

Scott scoffed, "Yeah, we do."

Makena sat on the hood of the car as Tony explained what happened and how the screwed up the plan. "Well, what are we gonna do now?" Steve asked.

"You know what? Give me a break, Steve. I just got hit in the head with the Hulk."

"You said that we had one shot. This was our shot. We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing. It was six stones or nothing," Scott exclaimed.

"You're repeating yourself, you know that? You're repeating yourself."

"You're repeating yourself. You're repeating yourself," Scott repeated.

Makena blocked them out as they started arguing and began to play with her knife.

"Are there any other options with the Tesseract?" Steve asked, getting back on topic.

"No, no, no, there's no other options. There's no do-overs. We're not going anywhere else. We have one particle left. Each. That's it. All right? We use that, bye bye, you're not going home." Scott expressed once more.

"Yeah, well, if we don't try...then no one else is going home, either."

Makena shook her head, she knew this was a bad idea. It's why she shut her whole project down in the first place. These weren't the movies, this wasn't gonna go the way that they wanted. Makena pursed her lips wondering why she even had hope in the first place.

"I got it. There's another way to retake the Tesseract and acquire new particles." Tony spoke up, stepping out of the car to walk over to Steve. "Little scroll down memory lane. Military installation. Garden State."

"When were they both there?"

"They were there at a time...I have a vaguely exact idea."

"How vague?"

"What are you talking about? Where are we going?" Scott asked in confusion.

"I know for a fact they were there," Tony continued, ignoring Scott's various questions. "And I know how I know."

"Guys, what is it?"

"Well, looks like we're improvising."

"Great."

"What are we improvising?"

"Scott, get this back to the compound," Steve tossed the scepter to Scott and turned to Makena who was clearly in her own little world. "Kena, you go with Scott, okay?" Steve said, putting his hand on her shoulder to get her attention.

"Yeah sure," Makena mumbled and he nodded.

Makena blinked as she seen Tony and Steve dissappear. "Uhm, so did you wanna get some food before we go?" Scott rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. He didn't really have an actual conversation with Makena before. He was always a bit intimidated by her. Yeah she made jokes at the wrong time and was open with a lot but she was still very scary.

"I could eat."

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a.n: makena hating men >>>

double update bc im feeling generous

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