Things I should be doing: preparing for my exams

Things I'm doing instead: writing this and eating ice-cream

Eh, no regrets, this is after all way more fun.

This chapter's song: High(VANIC remix) by Zella Day

Skye had a bumpy landing. The jet had almost tipped over for a moment, before gravity became the clearly stronger force and forced the jet down on all landing wheels with a large thud. The small girl in the pilot's seat was given a large jerk, but not large enough to shake her determination of completing her mission. Quick steps took her out of the jet, and Maria's voice in her ear lead her easily down the halls, ending up in the open bottom deck.

The large room- if you could even call it that- had a floor and walls all consisting of glass panes. The view of the city below was as beautiful as it was eerie. The blue skies and seemingly nice day as a giant contrast to the battle for lives in the sky. Movement in front of her shook Skye out of her thoughts. Looking up she saw the figure she had been expecting, but joined with another familiar figure.

"I'm not gonna fight you." Steve's sombre voice echoed through the open space. The winter solider was standing victorious over a bloodied Steve. The sight of a beaten Captain America, her childhoods hero, the one who was supposed to be unable to defeat, made her pulse quicken and her chest tighten with fear.

"Steve!" she exclaimed, unable to stop herself. The winter solider's head jerked up, focusing on her now. He narrowed his eyes and took a step towards her. Before he got any closer, Skye drew her gun, aimed and pulled the trigger.

The bang from the gun never came. It was replaced by only a clicking sound, not nearly as loud but still as room filling. Skye looked down at the gun in her hands before looking up again at the Winter solider – Bucky? - with a panicked look. It was a rookie mistake – running out of ammo, and without even realising it. Now she had no chance of possibly defeating him.

But then Steve seemed to have found some last fight in him, and grabbed Bucky's ankle. The metal-handed solider was dragged to the floor, leaving both grown men on the floor. Steve let out a pant, looking at Skye and then the solider with a newfound fight in his eyes. "But I can't let you hurt her."

Steve used the moment to pull something from his pocket. He looked over at her and skidded the last USB drive over to her, their eyes meeting for a second, telling her everything before he was engaged in a fight with Bucky. She was terrified that the small drive might fall through the holes in the gridded floor, but it spun all the way over to her. She dropped down to her knees to catch it, and once she did, she quickly pushed herself back up to her feet. Figuring she couldn't get past the two fighting men between her and the centre, she turned around, intending to use one of the three other walkways leading to the centre.

Once there, Skye connected her phone to the electric lock of the control centre. She started up her algorithm that was supposed to unlock the door. The percentage of completion rising slowly, the numbers ticking upwards one by one. Tapping her fingers to take out her stress, Skye waited impatiently. They needed to get this done ASAP, before the Helicarriers could synchronize with the satellites.

"Skye, less than a minute…" Marias voice sounded through the comms. "Any second now.." Skye replied. 96 percent…

She felt the gust of a wind and ducked just in time as a metal hand slammed hard where her head had just been. Skye turned around to see the winter soldiers metal hand lodged into the pipe above the controllcenter his eyes meeting her. Neither of them managed to react before Steve flew through the air like a bullet, tackling the winter solider. The pair had too great of a speed and went brawling over the railing. Skye ran to the side of the walkway, looking worriedly down, wondering whether they had fallen through the glass.

They hadn't. Wrestling on the floor like wildcats. She let out a sigh of relief and turned back to the controllsenter. With the algorithm finished she opened the door, she quickly switched out the USB.

"The last chip is in; we need an extraction asap."

"Okay, we're on the way." She heard the distorted voice of Natasha.

"Nat, Steve is engaged with the winter solider. What do I do?"

Nat was silent for a little while, obviously thinking. "Okay, Steve can handle himself, we just got to get you out of there."

"What, no!" Skye yelped into the com and looked over to Steve. The pair was still fighting, Steve looking even more exhausted than before.

"Skye don't do anything st-" Natasha didn't get to finish her sentence, at least not that Skye heard, since she tore out her com. Then, she carefully climbed over the railing, and lowered herself as far down as she could before dropping down. Seeing that the glass had easily taken the impact of the two full grown men earlier, she trusted it to hold her weight. She dropped down, taking the impact with her knees. It was still quite stomach-worrying to be able to see hundreds of meters below you. Skye decided not to look, it was too easy to get caught up in.

Grunting made her turn around to look at the two wrestelers.

"You're my mission."
"Then finish it… Because I'm with you till the end of the line."

Bucky had his metal arm raised, a conflicted look in his eyes. That hand could smash Steve's head, who didn't look nearly prepared to hinder that very outcome. Weapon-less and clueless Skye didn't know what she could do to help, so she just did the first thing that came to her mind.

"No!" Skye yelled as she came running at them from the side, tackling Bucky off Steve. The two of them rolling very messily a couple meters away from Steve, who couldn't even stand up.

Bucky awkwardly untangled from Skye, and quickly trapped her arms over her head.

"Who even are you?"

Skye clenched her teeth, sending him her meanest glare.

"I'm a Stark." She snarled, and brought her knee up at the same time, shocking him enough to manage to turn their positions, with her on top. She used his surprise to take her stolen handcuffs out of her jacket pocket, and quickly handcuff his metal hand to a pipe under his head. She rolls off him just in time to avoid his flying fist. The human-one.

Skye let's out a pant, looking into the wild and sad, but at the same time empty eyes of the man before her. He is just looking at her, breathing deeply.

Realising the time sensitivity, she quickly got to her feet and ran over to Steve. He had a swollen eye, and was pale and bloodied. Skye swallowed, it was gut-wrenching to see Steve like that. She bent down, and took his arm over her shoulder, lifting him up.

She knew he was going to be heavy, but GOD. There was a loud crash and a shockwave that nearly toppled the pair. Skye tried to identify the cause, and found that the Helicarrier had crashed into one of the others, leaving a gap in the glass in the other end of the ship. Getting an idea, Skye tapped her com.

"Nat, did you see the crash?"

"Yes, are you guys okay?"

"Yeah, but we won't have time for you to land, the hole from the crash, fly there. It'll be quicker."

Steve looked at her, and they stumped to the edge of the hole, looking after the Helicopter. They hear several clicking sounds and on the two other Helicarriers they see the guns moving, probably locking in their targets

Steve taps his com. "Hill, you need to set the ships to fire on eachother, now. There's no more time."

"But Steve…"

"We have to jump." He said firmly, and his statement made Skye look at him with an incredulous look on her face.

"What?" she exclaims.

"Nat you won't be able to get here in time. I see you, but-"

Suddenly a loud metal clang rips through the air, drawing the pair attention from the approaching helicopter to the previously cuffed man. The solider had broken the handcuffs, and was looking at them, an uncertain look on his face, before it shifted to a cold and calculated one. He started approaching them, in an accelerating pace. Steve clenched his jaw, sending her a sombre look before pressing his com again.

"Nat. You'll have a package coming. I'm trusting you to catch her."

Skye looked at him with confusion, "What do you-"

And then he pushed her.

AN: I know it's a stupid detail, but I'm keeping the "stolen handcuffs" because I had an idea of Skye stealing handcuffs from Rumlow during the last chapter, but I totally forgot and know I'm too mad at myself an too stubborn to change it, and I also feel like it's stupid to edit the last chapter to make it fit. SO FOR NOW IT JUST STAYS THIS WAY :))))))))) (until the far-fetched future where I do a rewrite of this story, anyways)

Anyways, sorry for the rant, I just needed to point my own mistake out. As always, your thoughts and love are greatly appreciated, and I'm always up to answering questions should they arise. Until next time!

With love3

Mia / Option