Steve clenched his jaw, his eyes never leaving hers, as he started to advance towards her. If she wanted to be stubborn, then he would have to be stubborn.

The moment Lillian saw Steve start to get closer, she swung her arm backwards, connecting to Natasha's face. She wasn't worried about Steve, she knew that he would never actually hurt her. The redhead, on the other hand, was a different story.

Natasha was shocked, to say the least, that Lillian had attacked her first. Of course, she shouldn't have been as she was the biggest threat to Lillian at the moment. She would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. Her foot swung out, attempting to knock Lillian off her feet, but she easily jumped over it.

Lillian took the opportunity to kick Natasha in the back the moment her own feet landed on the ground, causing the other assassin to lose balance and fall into the nearby wall. Steve grabbed Lillian's arm and pulled her into his body, his free hand grabbing her face to make her look at him.

"Lily, doll, please," he tried to beg one last time before Natasha got up, but it was no use.

Lillian brought her knee up and slammed it into his stomach, not getting the chance to watch him drop before she was being pulled back by her hair. Her hands went up and grabbed Natasha's wrists, prying her fingers off of her as the redhead kicked her in the back of her knee, causing her to drop.

As Lillian fell, she caught sight of Steve on the ground, his dull eyes connecting with her. Something in her stomach twisted painfully, her breath leaving her lungs, and she stopped fighting. An old memory surfaced, a tragic feeling she had felt before coming to light again.

Natasha noticed the lack of struggled, and she took the opportunity to grab a pair of cuffs similar to the ones they used on Loki years before, and attached them to her. Her suspicions were high, and she was curious as to why she had stopped fighting so early into the altercation. Tony and Sam dropped down, Sam grabbing Lillian's arm to pull her up to her feet, and he shot Natasha a worried glance.

"That was quick," he commented, though his worry was evident in the tone of his voice.

Steve slowly stood to his feet and stood in front of her, catching a flash of emotion from Lillian's eyes before it retreated, and they hardened over.

"Too quick," he whispered, confusion evident in his own eyes, but no one commented any further as they led her back to the tower, eager for questioning.


unedited and short

sorry for the filler! I am getting my class ready for school to start, and have been busy!

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