I had this chapter done like a day after the last chapter but I didn't publish it because I'm just really annoying and also because heck naw I am not updating daily who do you think I am? Someone productive? HA.

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Tony put the entire Tower on lockdown after the Avengers left for the Quinjet. The Guardians reluctantly stayed behind and, in their boredom, took to exploring the Tower (including the vents).

Tony hacked into SHIELD and found the coordinates of the helicarrier, while Clint and Nat sat in the cockpit and flew the plane. There were SHIELD uniforms in the back which the other Avengers had to squeeze into.

Bruce and Tony could fit into skintight suits like Clint's, making Bruce very uncomfortable and Tony becoming mock-flirtatious towards Bruce, easing his discomfort with laughter. Cap and Thor, on the other hand, were way too big to fit into the outfits provided. They slipped into formal suits, making them seem like Tony and Bruce's superiors.

"Maybe you'll actually listen to a word I say now," Cap joked.

Tony scoffed. "You can dream, Capsicle."

After around half an hour they came into the helicarrier's range. Hawkeye used his regular ID and purpose for flying in (arms and ammunition) and, thankfully, it still worked. He landed smoothly on the runway, which was a few thousand metres in the air.

"Okay, when we get down to the cells we split up into twos." Cap began, the others crowding round to listen. "Me and Tony, Thor and Bruce, Clint and Tasha. If any of us find him we tell the others over comm, but don't wait for us in there- just head back to the Quinjet with him and then wait. Got it?"

After five nods the six of them stepped down the ramp and into the wind. They ran to the cargo bay doors, the quickest way to the cells, and split up when they reached the stairs. Cap and Tony took the top floor, Bruce and Thor the second and Clint and Natasha the last.

They walked briskly but cautiously, extremely wary of the agents around them.

As each member walked they began to see some anomalies in the blue eyed-ness. Every so often there was an agent who had brown eyes, or green eyes, but they were definitely not affected by the Gem in any way. Each and every one of these anomalies seemed to recognise the Avengers and scamper away quickly, clearly unnerved and clearly aware of them.

"Team, we might have a problem," Cap muttered into his comm after seeing a very strange-looking, albeit vaguely familiar man with a metal arm and a mask that covered half his face walk past, openly staring suspiciously at him and Tony. His eyes were not blue.

"The non-blues? Yep. We got 'em too." Clint replied, looking inside the cells they passed casually. SHIELD left the doors open on all the cells that were not filled, so this mission should theoretically be easy.

"Same thing here." Bruce added, trailing behind Thor while the Thunder God abandoned the idea of secrecy and peered into the cells as though he were checking for spiders around the whole room.

"Maybe they don't know?" Clint suggested hopefully, after seeing a blue eyed friend walk past.

"Doubt it," Tony said. "They aren't usually this scared of us. Especially in these dumb outfits."

"We can worry about it if we need to," Natasha reasoned. "They aren't even doing anything."

The rest of them silently agreed and continued to walk along, albeit a tad more cautiously now. Steve and Tony had reached the cells with people in and so it was harder for them to look nonchalant when opening the small but noisy hatch to sneak a glance at the prisoner. Most of them were the regulars, some of them they even had put in themselves, but there was no sign of Peter yet.

Suddenly, the cell doors all around them swung shut automatically and bolted closed, while an alarm blared all through the helicarrier. "Was that us?" Clint asked, all six of them freezing.

"All security personnel to floors 1A, 1B and 1C," Maria Hill's voice rang out over the intercom. "Code red; Intruder alert."

"Yep," Tony sighed, glaring at the sign for 'Floor 1A'. "That was us."

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"I don't like 'em." Rocket grumbled, jumping onto the sofa after he finished his exploration of the air vents.

"They saved Peter," Gamora said absentmindedly, sitting on the floor with her legs folded, surrounded by books.

"He wouldn't have needed saving if they didn't bring us here in the first place!" Rocket cried. "And then they lost him!" He frowned at Gamora, who gave a noncommittal grunt in reply. "Ugh. You're on my side, right?" he asked Groot.

"I am Groot."

"Fine, Thor's okay. But the rest of them..." he folded his arms in annoyance.

"You seemed to get on well with the archer." Gamora accused, looking up.

"Ehh. He's all right, I guess." Rocket rolled his eyes. "Still, that Stark one." He clenched his fist.

Drax emerged from the kitchen, pulling a foil wrapper off of a Pop Tart. "Terran food is delicious. It surpasses the likes of even Spartoi food!"

Rocket continued, ignoring Drax. "He's arrogant and he thinks he's smart, but everything he's done has gone wrong since we got here. What a moron." He sighed when he realised no one was listening anymore. "I'm gonna go see what brought us here in the first place."

He left the other three to wonder at the Terran objects, and scampered down to the Milano, where he hoped the teleportation device thing would be.

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"Team, keep looking until we absolutely have to leave. But do it quickly!" Steve called out through his comm, running slower than he normally would so Tony could keep up.

The other four continued to check the empty cells, none of them having reached the inhabited ones yet as SHIELD filled them all up from the back forwards.

"Wait!" Tony called to Cap. "Here!" He showed Steve the small gap to look inside. Peter was laying slumped over a table, guarded by two blue eyed agents, with his hand in some sort of weird box.

"How do we get it open?" Steve asked. He may be a super soldier, but those doors were adamantium and he didn't have his shield. Tony grinned and rolled up his sleeve.

"Think I came unprepared? Pfft." Iron Man's gauntlet slid down from Tony's shoulder to work itself around his hand and wrist, a slight humming sound coming from it. "Stand back."

Steve had no problem with standing back, seeing as security had found them and he was currently engaged in battle with them, not quite wanting to hurt them seeing as they were all blue-eyed, but wanting to keep them away from Tony.

"Cap," Natasha spoke through his ear. "Cognitive recalibration."

"What?" Steve asked as he simultaneously blocked a kick to his midsection and roughly pushed one of the guards away from him.

"Hit them on the head to get rid of the Gem juice." She explained, fighting her own battle with Clint by her side.

"Okay," Cap said, testing it out and whacking one of them upside the head, wincing when the man fell backwards and hit his head, hard, on the wall. "We found Peter- either get up here or get to the Quinjet."

"Come friend, I shall take you to safety!" Thor yelled, brandishing Mjolnir and clearing a path for Bruce, who was turning slightly green.

"We're on our way," Clint said, using his acrobatic skills to jump onto the shoulders of two different men and manoeuvering his feet so they walked into each other and bashed heads. "Two in one." He grinned at Natasha, who rolled her eyes.

They both ran at the same speed towards the stairs and towards Tony and Cap. "You nearly got it?" Steve asked Tony, who was still firing repulsor blasts at the lock on the door.

"Yeah, just... A... Few... More..." he accented each word with a blast, before it finally opened. Immediately he was tackled to the ground by one of the agents who was in there. Cap came to his aid, but not before Tony rolled them both over and bashed the agent's head on the floor, knocking him out but hopefully getting rid of the Gem. Cap was pleasantly surprised that Tony had actually been paying attention in his self defence lessons.

Tony gave him a smug look before they both entered the cell. Clint and Natasha appeared behind them, taking note of the amount of unconscious bodies that were lying in the corridor outside. Tasha wondered what the hold up was, why they were just standing at the door, until she saw that the agent they had yet to knock out was a female. Without a word, she shoved through the three pathetic and mildly sexist men with an irritated sigh and approached the agent, who was clutching Peter's arm as though it were a lifeline. Even in her blue eyed state she recognised the danger she was in.

The Black Widow's hand shot out and grabbed the agent's hair before roughly pulling her head down and hitting it off the table, allowing her to slump to the floor where blood dripped from her forehead. She turned to Peter and her eyes widened.

Cap and Tony came over while Clint kept watch on the door. "What's that thing doing?" Cap asked, knowing it mustn't be good but not knowing if it was safe to just remove Peter's arm from it.

"We don't have time to find out," Natasha said, checking Peter's pulse. "I think it's doing more damage to him with his hand in there than out."

"Guys?" Clint called. "We got a lot a' non-blues coming this way."

Steve sighed, hoping he wouldn't regret this, and tugged Peter's hand out. It was completely black and blue with bruises, the whole hand up to his elbow was just dark. "What the hell?" Tony blurted.

"We can worry about it later," Cap reached down and wrapped his arms around the back of Peter's knees and shoulders, carrying his unconscious form out the door with Tasha and Tony following. Clint was already halfway down the hallway fighting with the agents, who were obviously not ignorant of the situation.

There were too many of them for Clint to handle. One of them came up behind him and, even though he sensed them, he could do nothing or the two he was already fighting would overpower him. As they knocked him out with a fist to the face, they yelled out two words. Two words that changed the entire situation.

"Hail Hydra!"

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Rocket frowned at the glowing blue piece of metal. The material inside the veins of it- the blue stuff- looked like Infinity Gem juice. His distrust of Stark sent his mind into overdrive, already assuming the stuff was from the Space Gem. How else would he have managed to bring them here if not for the Space Gem?

He couldn't lift the thing, as it was too bulky and heavy for him, so he simply yelled the other three Guardians' names until they came lumbering down the stairs.

"What is the matter?!" Gamora asked, thinking he was in trouble.

"Stark's an ass, and now I got proof," he replied smugly, pointing to the glowing box.

Gamora rolled her eyes. "What proof?" She and Drax came closer to see for themselves.

"He used an Infinity Gem to bring us here." He pointed out the blue stuff to them, as if they couldn't see it. "Look familiar?"

She sighed. "That might not be from an Infinity Gem. Didn't he say it was from his- his- his thing on his chest? Starkanium, or something."

"She speaks the truth." Drax confirmed unnecessarily.

"He also said that this place would be safe, but now look what's happened to Peter."

"Oh, you must stop." Gamora sighed. "He has not done anything to hurt us directly, and until he does I appreciate him doing the best he can in this situation. I advise you to do the same." She turned on her heel and made her way back upstairs without another word, leaving behind Drax and Groot, who shrugged.

"I am Groot."

"You're siding with her?!" Rocket growled, turning to Drax. "I suppose you are, too. Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you."

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"Tony, stay here with Peter," Cap ordered, gently setting Peter down to lean against the wall, pleased that Tony listened to him. "I'm gonna help them."

"Are you all right in there?" Bruce asked through the comm. He and Thor had made it to the Quinjet without issue but now he worried if the Other Guy was needed.

"Yep," Tony said, watching Natasha and Cap work together to take down the three guards Clint had failed to knock out. "We're fine."

After a brief and heavily mismatched fight (Natasha and Cap were at the advantage of being so much better than the three agents), Natasha easily picked up Clint in a fireman's carry over her shoulder while Cap picked up Peter again. "You okay with him?" Steve asked Tasha. She gave him a disbelieving look and didn't justify the question with a response.

The five of them headed out, Tony leading the way and using his repulsor to blast at the feet of the blue eyed agents and the abdomens of the Hydra ones. "Is Clint okay?" Cap asked, running alongside Natasha.

"He's breathing, so yeah."

Once they entered the stairway they were met with hoards of Hydra agents, at least forty of them, all stood guarding the stairs. "Well, crap," Tony breathed as he hastily closed the door again. "Now what?"

Cap looked from Tony, to the door and down the corridor. "I saw a window," he said, Tony already shaking his head at the bad, bad idea. Cap set Peter down again so he could talk into his comm. "Bruce, do you think you could fly the Quinjet?"

"Er..." Bruce eyed the controls warily. "I can have a go, but there's a slight chance of horrible death occurring."

"Great! Can you fly it under the helicarrier, on the Northwest side. If you look there should be a window- we're gonna jump out of it and land on the jet." Cap was already running back to where the window was, about halfway down the corridor. The other two reluctantly followed.

It seemed the Hydra agents figured out that they weren't going to use the stairway and they emerged, one by one and spotted them. "Bruce? You there yet?" Cap asked, after smashing the window with his bare fist.

"Give me a minute, I haven't even turned it on yet." Bruce made sure Thor was buckled into the co-pilot's seat before he flicked the switch to power up the jet.

"Any time now," Tony said, eyeing the approaching agents warily. They would be on them in ten seconds, tops.

Bruce lifted the jet off the runway floor, hands shaking but able to keep the Other Guy down. He made it go forward, but it shot further and faster than he expected and nearly hit one of the other planes on the carrier.

"Just wait a minute." Bruce snapped, taking his nervousness out on Tony.

As he figured out which way was Northwest, the three conscious Avengers put down their burdens and tiredly fought against the swarm of agents. As Bruce tried not to plummet to the ground, Cap battled three agents at once, back to back with Natasha. Tony guarded Clint and Peter, firing repulsor blasts every few seconds. "Come on, Bruce," Tony muttered, catching sight of an oncoming herd.

Bruce abandoned his previous cautiousness at the sound of a yell in his comm and threw the jet off the side of the helicarrier, now held up by nothing but the jet's own power. "Should we fall, I will stop our descent. You need not worry, Banner." Thor assured him gently, though the God was clutching the seat like a lifeline as the plane jerked left and right.

"Thanks," Bruce muttered as he leaned forward to look up and see where the window was. He squinted, accidentally leaning on the controls and making the plane jolt forwards, but he found it. "I'm coming up now. This might be the wrong window, so don't jump unless you see the jet. Obviously."

Cap threw an agent off of him with one hand, while the other was occupied keeping himself from falling out of the window. Two agents were snarling at him, both clutching his shoulders and holding his torso through the hole in the wall. He looked down behind him, smiled, then let himself tip out of the window, both agents standing shocked until Natasha came and bashed their heads together.

Steve landed with a heavy clunk that rocked the whole plane. He very nearly rolled off but he caught himself and hastily dragged his body back up. He stood shakily on the roof, knees bent and arms out to catch the other four.

Natasha gave Tony the job of defending her while she held Peter out the window, letting him drop only when she knew Cap would catch him. He opened the hatch on the roof and lowered Peter down, where Thor grabbed him and strapped his lifeless form into one of the seats. She did the same with Clint, who regained consciousness mid-fall and woke up very shocked to be in the arms of Cap.

Cap took no notice of him and dropped him through the hatch like a sack of potatoes, the archer again shocked to be in Thor's grasp. By the time he had figured out what was going on and he took the controls from Bruce, much to Cap's relief, Natasha had forced Tony out of the window. Cap caught him, which was lucky because if he didn't the billionaire would have gone right off the side of the plane because of his wriggling about when falling.

He pretty much threw Tony through the hatch in preparation for Natasha's fall, and after she was caught and the two of them stepped into the hatch, the plane headed off to the Tower.

Bruce was already checking on Peter, utterly confused by his hand but confident that he wasn't in any life threatening danger.

"My friends!" Thor boomed, exhilarated. "What an adventure!" The five of them turned to him with disbelieving expressions on their faces, all tired and, in Bruce's case, shaky from the plane ride.

"Well, I'm beat." Clint said, swiveling around in his chair.

Tony scoffed. "You weren't even conscious half the time!" The archer grinned cheekily.

"Wait," Bruce frowned. "Aren't you supposed to be flying the plane?" Natasha wasn't in the co-pilot chair and Clint wasn't even touching the controls, yet the plane still glided smoothly through the air to the Tower.

Clint shook his head casually. "Auto-pilot."

*Flails awkwardly* Wow I was so conflicted about this chapter. Like nothing happened and it was super cheesy. I think. I don't know. Or maybe I'm being too hard on myself. Or too easy. I don't care YOU DECIDE. IN REVIEWS. But agh the Guardians' scenes were so blahhhh BUT THEY ARE NECESSARY I swear :/

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