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Cassandra looked over at Agent Asokho when he asked what sort of plan that they had in mind as she flew the Quinjet and activated it's stealth mode as well. "Usually try to expect the unexpected a lot of the time, but if we can try and talk Steve into turning himself in. If he attacks first then use force, but do not use any lethal force at all." Cassandra said as she looked at the newer agent and figured he'd also like to find out why Sparky and Maria decided to leave the mission and go onto another of their own.

"I'm sure you are curious why Sparky left along with Maria, about three months ago during the M-Pox pandemic, our previous mission was to find out what was the cause of it. The Inhumans launched a terrigen bomb in Earth's atmosphere after a group called The Black Order attacked them searching for their leader's son, they wanted to give inhumans on Earth a fighting chance. We fought them in Cardiff, but Agent Raynor was killed. But it turns out that he was replaced by an alien called a Skrull, the same thing happened back during Christmas as well. That's why Sparky and Maria have left to try and search for him." Cass said, leaving out the whole Oliver being Thane thing, as well on purpose.

They were now at the roof of Steve Rogers' apartment landing the quinjet. Cass looked at everyone who was there as she though, she knew that Agent 13 resided in the apartment as well to. "I want Flynn, Asokho and Matt to check out Agent 13's place it should be across from Rogers' place. See if she has anything on Captain America, and if theres any kind of cameras that point to Rogers' apartment see if he has gone anywhere as well to." Cass told them and looked at Bonnie, Niah and Oliver. "Oliver, Bonnie Niah and I will scope out Roger's apartment for anything, also Oliver if Steve isn't here I want you to hack into any kind of cameras, or any local law enforcement radio communications that mention Captain America." She said as Cassandra made her way and opened the door to the Quinjet, she wanted to make sure that Bonnie didn't have to deal with Flynn at the moment as she looked over at Bonnie.

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Maria gave Sparky a nod, Dr. Strange was probably the best person to help out with the search for Raynor since SHIELD hadn't even searched for him yet either. "Sounds like a good plan to me." Maria said giving her friend a smile when she heard Amelia's voice and saw the woman approaching them, she certainly didn't mind getting a ride. They could technically fly together if Sparky was alright with letting her absorb some of her power to get there. "Thanks for the offer actually and we wouldn't mind a free ride." Maria said, though she didn't know Amelia all that well either.

"Yep thats the guy we are going to see he is actually a pretty cool guy, helped with the whole M-Pox cure." Maria said, she remembered working with him during the House of M reality as well. "Lead the way and lets get going the sooner we know the quicker we can find out where Raynor actually is."

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Niah had found a spot not near Flynn to sit. She was still red in the face a little at how many people had heard her. She had no idea if Flynn had understood. As she sat on the Quinjet in silence during their flight her hand went to where she had once worn a necklace. Niah hadn't gotten around to replacing it. For the longest time, it had been the only necklace she ever wore. It was odd not wearing it anymore. At least she knew her sister was still alive. That made the lack of necklace comforting in its own weird way now.

Now they were being split up, which might be a good thing. If Flynn was able to keep things - Niah cut off that thought. Flynn keeping things under control was laughable. Niah was glad Cass had reinforced no lethal force. Though she did know Matt was capable of killing with his paralytic touch. He had seen him almost kill Cass.

"Let me go first. I'll touch the door handle and see if he has been here recently." Niah requested. When they got to his apartment she removed her glove. This was the most she had used this power in one day in a long time. She considered that she could lie when she touched the handle and say he hadn't gotten there yet (if he had), or that she saw him leaving if he was there. Maybe say it loud enough so if he was home Rogers would hear her and go out a window again.

Niah touched the door handle and she got a few flashes of Rogers. She turned to Cass. "He has already come and gone." She had a lead with what she had seen, but she didn't know if she should let the group know. Niah put her glove back on.

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Matt nodded as Agent Asokho explained his paralytic dart. It often helped if someone was distracting a target he needed to paralyze if he was doing it when they were unwilling. "That works." He nodded at the guy's plan. Matt considered making a joke about plans never working for their group anyway. Anytime they made one someone seemed to die, or all their gifts were stolen by Deadpool for some reason. He decided against it.

When they arrived at the apartment he nodded at Cass's plan. It made sense. Rogers was less likely to freak out if it was women agents who showed up at his house, and Oliver didn't look threatening. He was no Ops, but he had talent, and would probably be underestimated by Rogers. Rogers probably was nervous at the moment. The ladies of Secret Warriors were something to be reckoned with too.

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Flynn shot a bit of a glare at Kwassi for being anywhere near him. He thought that it had been clearly obvious that he didn't want anyone near him, but apparently what is clearly obvious doesn't matter. For a moment, he contemplated just shoving Kwassi out of his seat and telling him to get the hell away from him, but he figured that would probably end badly. If looks could kill then, odds were that at this moment Kwassi would be a pile of ash and long dead. Especially since Kwassi was among the people who seemed perfectly fine with this entire mission.

He was still remaining fairly quiet as the jet landed on the roof of the apartment building, and everyone got off. Listening to what was being said, he made an annoyed face when he heard Cass having him end up in the same group as Kwassi. There also in his mind wasn't really a point in splitting up, especially considering the fact that Agent 13's apartment was just across the hallway, so they all were in the exact same place at the moment anyway! He just waited by the door, leaning against the wall, just waiting for Agent 13 to either answer the door or not if she wasn't home.

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Sparky fell quiet when Amelia seemingly popped up out of nowhere and started rambling a bit, clearly proving that she seemed to be eavesdropping, not to mention she had jumped out of a window in the middle of a meeting with Director Hill. "...No one really invited you considering what happened not too long ago... But you can come along if you want to," she finally said towards her, even though Maria already seemed perfectly fine with the idea of letting her fly them someplace using a jet. There was one problem though, and that was mainly considering where they were going. They were heading to New York City, home of the Avengers, in the middle of Captain America going on the run.

"I wasn't actually planning on taking a quinjet though... Considering the fact that several major superhero teams are in New York, including the Avengers who Captain Rogers is a member of. We don't want to draw much attention to ourselves there, not to mention the Sanctum is meant to at least be partially hidden. I was planning on just flying there, while letting Maria borrow my powers in order to allow her to take off into the air flying as well... There are only three of us going so there isn't really a need for a quinjet... You essentially can manipulate air right? In theory you could probably fly too..."

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Kwassi had nodded along as Agent Reed gave out some information on why the others had left the mission. It appeared they were searching for a lost Agent who had been replaced by some alien species for an unknown period of time. It made sense, sure, but it could also be an extremely convenient excuse to step away. He sat there looking ahead, feeling the eyes of Flynn burrowing into his sides. He didnt have to turn and see him to know that the man was glaring daggers at him, almost as if he were wishing he had heat vision. But Kwassi paid him no mind, instead he focused on what it was that his Mission Leader was saying and listening to their work orders. "Seems simple enough. I'm sure we'll be in and out in no time then." He kept a straight face, only ever leaving it to offer a friendly smile when anyone met his gaze.

Once they landed and were making their way down he decided to speak up. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I know it isn't my fault but I cannot imagine how it must feel to lose one of your own. Whats more I cannot imagine how horrifying that Terrigan gas was. Being that I am human I wasn't impacted at all, but I'd seen people on the streets who were and...i felt helpless to save them." Kwassi pulled out a few of his darts, sliding each of them into his ICER before putting it back on his holster. It never paid to be too careful and if he was being honest, there was more he would rather do. But he was new here and figured he would follow along his senior officers until he didn't.

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As they flew, Oliver dug through more of what he found, getting transcriptions and readable copies of audio files, as to not arouse suspicion of what he was doing. Asking around the jet for a pair of headphones would doubtlessly raise questions after all. He pursed his lips, a bit of understanding for Hill's actions coming to him. He got it, he really did, the world was being a new, unknown, and dangerous place, and people in power hated that. The fundamental aspect of the state is its desire for control, the problem is when that reaches too far. They couldn't be expected to hand over everything to S.H.I.E.L.D due to the circumstances the world found it in though, and that's where he disagreed with Hiil's actions.

As they landed, Oliver got to work on a more pressing task. Typing away at his keyboard, he laughed for a moment. Not wanting to give away too much of what he was doing though, he just focused on typing, and thinking. Time wasn't something he had much of, but he didn't wanna push his luck and try to use his speed to type faster, the risk just wasn't worth it. Giving a mild sigh of exasperation, he finished up, secure in the knowledge that he at least tried to do some good. Closing up his laptop he said, shaking his head, "If Cap is in there, he doesn't have any kind of surveillance in his apartment, we're going in dark." He said, gathering up his stuff and dismounting the Quinjet.

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Bonnie nodded as Cass gave them their marching orders, extremely happy with Cass' intuition that she didn't really want to be around Flynn right now. Flynn hadn't even said a word or cast a glance in her direction since his screaming outburst, so as far as Bonnie was concerned, that relationship was over now. It hurt like hell, but she had too much self respect to put up with behavior like that. She'd rather be living her best life as a single woman than submit to emotional abuse. "Sounds good, boss lady," Bonnie told her friend, trying to sound lighthearted but it was clear her heart wasn't in it.

She disembarked from the quinjet with everyone and headed down the staircase, glad that it had a roof access. The apartment building wasn't what she would have expected to be the home of Captain America. The paint on the walls were peeling, the doors were covered in scratches, and the little signs indicating the unit numbers were tarnished. The carpets were a putrid orange color with suspicious stains - some of them looking like someone had done a poor job of cleaning up blood.

Bonnie tried the doorknob. It was locked. She wasn't that surprised, especially since Niah said that Rogers wasn't home. She had just been hoping there was an off chance it would be easily accessible. She reached into her bag she kept slung over her shoulder, pulling out a scalpel from her medical bag. Picking a lock couldn't have been that different from performing surgery. She inserted the scalpel carefully and listened as best as she could to the tumblers, eventually hearing a click and the door swung open.

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"Right on. Surprised he isn't an actual nutter, but I'm not complaining. I'd rather live in a world with weird wizards than fake ones on the telly any day!" Amelia exclaimed. She seemed to be perpetually happy and enthusiastic. She provided a real contrast to the rest of the Secret Warriors, as they struck her as rather cynical and melodramatic so far - especially the hotheaded one, Flynn. "And ace! I won't let you down," she promised, happy that Sparky was letting her come along.

When it came to the prospect of flying unaided, Amelia couldn't help but be extremely excited. She had tried to do sustained flights but she had trouble lasting more than five minutes. Her power was great for skydiving and breaking her fall, but for whatever reason, she just couldn't get herself to glide yet. It was frustrating, but she wasn't about to let it get her down. She had only had her powers for a few months now after all. "I can't glide - not yet, anyways. But I'll give it a whirl, maybe today'll be my lucky day! And if I do fall, I can always break my fall with my powers, so there's no worry there. This is gonna be so much fun!"

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Niah was impressed when Bonnie picked the lock with a scale. Picking locks wasn't easy with the right tools, not having the correct ones had to make it even more difficult. Once the door was open she stepped into the apartment, unworried that Rogers would be there. She just pointed to the window where Rogers had gone out. "I think he is just enjoying jumping out windows." At least she hadn't had to lie about his location. Niah didn't know where he was, but she did know who he had spoken to last.

"Going to focus on my sight. I'll be deaf." Niah informed the group. She hadn't put her glove back on and was prepared to touch his cell phone if she found it by chance. Her senses shifted and she was deaf, but the world swirled in her vision. She could see the air flowing through the room and dust settling. Some old dust had been disturbed. Something in Captain America's closet had been removed. It was large and bulky.

She also found his phone and a laptop. She let her fingers brush over it lightly. The phone gave her the same image of the phone call with Tony Stark she had already seen when she touched the door. They were fighting. The laptop gave her an address in Queens. That must be where he had gone from here. There was no way she could keep this stuff from the group. Oliver would have to check them out.

"Oliver, tech here for you." Was Oliver firmly in Hill's camp? If he wasn't already knowing that Stark was probably would push him there. She was just guessing that was what they were even fighting about. Niah wasn't certain cause she didn't get the whole conversation. Could she do this?

"I think he grabbed a bug-out bag from the closet. It has been disturbed." She said letting her senses return to normal. Anything said while she had been focusing would not have been heard by her.

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The door opened slowly after the deadbolt was undone, revealing a tall and slender blonde woman - Agent 13. No one present would know her real name. Some agents went by codenames exclusively. For instance, Tony Stark’s daughter went by Starkette during her brief run as a SHIELD agent, not wanting the attention of being Iron Man’s daughter. Agent 13 looked like she was expecting them and she opened the door the rest of the way. “Come on in, agents.”

"Thank you." Matt said smiling and entering the apartment. "I'm Agent Moss. I understand you're observing Rogers? Do you have anything that might assist us in locating him?" Matt wasn't going to go into why they were looking for Rogers. They had been told to keep this mission on the down-low as much as possible.

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Cassandra followed everyone down the stairwell and into the hallway, she looked down the hall it looked like it was really worn down and had seen better days. When she was younger Cass and her sister weren't well off either and it reminded her a little bit of the cheap apartments that her family used to live in. Cassandra looked at Kwassi for a moment and gave him a slight smile and nodded towards him, she did hope that they could find Raynor and she was glad that the M-Pox thing was gone for good as well. She looked up and down the hallway there wasn't anyone else coming down the hallway which was a good thing. She watched Bonnie picking the lock slowly and managed to open it easily which Cass wasn't expecting her friend to even know how to. "Were you a little rebel growing up and did you do any breaking and entering when you were growing up Bonnie?" Cass asked Bonnie jokingly back to Bonnie as well as she entered the apartment with Niah.

Cass stopped for a moment and looked at the printer seeing a Map Quest instructions to Queens New York, Captain America had at least an hour head start on them after all. "He should invest in a paper shredder." Cassandra said as she picked up the paper and looked it over, it was roughly a four hour drive they could get there by Quinjet in an hour maybe less even and showed it to everyone else.

Cassandra looked around the apartment noticing the opened window as well, hearing that Niah had found a laptop and a phone she looked over at Oliver. "Find out what you can from them." Cassandra said as she gently motioned for Bonnie to follow her, she was worried about Bonnie she was like a sister to her and seeing Flynn lashing out like that was really scary whenever his temper did flared up like that. "Are you okay Bonnie do you want to talk about it? Also do you want me to punch Flynn in the face?" She asked softly so that the others wouldn't be able to hear, she really mad at Flynn for doing that in the first place.

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"I've never really flown before though that's the thing though, my sister actually can fly as well." Maria said, as she looked at Amelia and gave the girl a smile a bit, she wasn't sure if there was anything that they could use to make her glide or anything like that but if Amelia could manipulate the air she should be able to fly. She looked at Sparky for a moment as she thought about using her power to absorb her flight ability. "My main ability is power absorption, so I can just touch someone and I can potentially get someone else' powers but kind of has a bad side effect though, or I might not get the ability that I actually want." Maria explained, which she didn't mind explaining that at all about what she could do.

Maria took off her glove and reached out to gently touch Sparky, only for her to end up loosing consciousness, she quickly went to catch Sparky before she hit the floor as she started to panic slightly. "Shit kind of like that.." Maria said as she put her glove back on and tried to think of a way to hopefully wake her back up, and hopefully Sparky wouldn't suffer anything else from that either.

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Flynn was still ignoring everyone else's existence for the most part, since this whole situation was still insanely dumb to him. The fact that no one else seemed to think that it was bad or messed up in any way was sad. He was just leaning up against the wall when Agent 13 decided to open up the door and address the group. It was clear she probably had been expecting them to actually show up, and considering what was going on with Rogers, that wasn't at all surprising. Standing up straight, he followed Matt into the apartment, saying nothing at all regarding their current situation.

He was letting the others essentially do the talking since his own mind was still wandering and he was still trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do. A part of him wanted to go over and apologize to Bonnie for his outburst earlier, he hadn't been exactly meaning to snap quite so badly, but everything that Hill said sounded like a load of crap. So he'd been beyond pissed off, not to mention the new guy was really getting on his nerves just by breathing half the time at this rate. He just wanted this entire situation to be over and done with already, either that or Hill to not be director of SHIELD anymore since she was starting to try and play god at this rate in his mind.

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Sparky was perfectly fine with the idea of Maria borrowing her powers, but she hadn't exactly expected to pass out from the effect. Luckily, she didn't seem to suffer any other sort of side effects from it. "I'm fine, nothing too bad seemed to happen... At least what I can tell... Don't worry Maria," she said as she got off from the ground, fairly steady on her feet. "You can try again to borrow my powers in a few minutes, but I think I have an idea for what can potentially help out Amelia and her flying, come on," she said, motioning for them to follow as she headed out of the hangar, heading for the labs.

Wandering into the mechanical engineering lab, she set to work, grabbing a few supplies as she set to work on building something. It would take a few minutes for what it was that she was building to be clear, but soon, she'd have a glider of sorts in her hand. "You said your powers were like air bending in Avatar, so figured you'd probably do well with gliding with an actual glider. Think this will work for you?" she asked Amelia, handing the glider over to Amelia to see how she'd feel about everything and potentially use the glider.

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Kwassi gave a pleasent smile towards Agent 13 as she opened the apartment door. Leading them inside while Agent Moss immediately began his work. Time was of the essence and Kwassi was more tham certain that Agent 13 would understand the urgency and forgive the lack of pleasantries. As her attention was being distracted by Moss's question and Flynns brooding, Kwassi decided to case the joint as needed. His fingers gently glided across the wooden door to the bathroom, pressing ever so lightly so that it cracked open without even a sound. There was a series of men's supplies ranging from shaving cream, razors, as well as a pair of boxers draped over the bathtub. His eyes glanced over towards the set of toothbrushes there noting that Agent 13 was clearly having a romantic relationship while on the job. He stepped away from the bathroom door, lookong about the apartment and feeling an unsteadyness at the impecable state it was in. It was too clean, too perfect, and that always meant that someone was hiding something.

He noticed that there were no photographs of her lover, just boring and standard images one would find in a hotel room. Were the images removed? Was this a secret relationship that was taboo? His mind was tugging at an answer but he hadnt wanted to conclude it just yet. Once he was done with the room he looked at Agent 13, scanning her as he noticed some slight subtleties in how she was acting. It was now apparently clear to him that Steve Rogers was her boyfriend and she wasn't sure how to proceed with her mission. Waiting for something to push her in one direction or the other. She didn’t agree with hia actions but she hadn't felt they were completely wrong. Kwassi's eyes dashed over towards Flynn and offered him a smile. He wouldnt tip his hand just yet, waiting to see how Agent 13 acted and answered them. "Agent Asokho. My apologies that we are to meet under such circumstances."

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As they entered the residence of Captain America, a look of relief crossed Oliver's face, clearly glad that they wouldn't have to showdown with the super soldier. Scanning around the room he nodded when his attention was directed towards the laptop. Nodding, he sat down in front of it and said, "Hey guys, who thinks his laptop password is the same as his WiFi?" He asked playfully, typing away at the keyboard, before it opened up, revealing a picture of FDR and his desktop. Getting to work, he started digging. Particularly of note, he saw that there was a login to the Avengers' database, and some credentials for him to... appropriate.

Never one to pass up a good thing, he copied them down to his phone, and started his search. Shortly after however, the computer blue screened and he cursed. "God damn it. BSOD, if we want to gain anything from this I won't be able to get it now." Giving a huff, he turned his attention to Cap's phone and face palmed. "And the old man can't keep a charge on his damn phone. So shit." He said, pocketing the device. He'd be able to charge it at some point though, and hopefully it would have useful information when he did. "I might be able to get more info later, but as it stands now, we're shit out of luck."

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Agent 13 nodded at Matt's question. She grabbed her elbow, clearly indecisive about something. She was an undercover operative assigned to monitor Captain America - she shouldn't have been sloppy about telegraphing her feelings. It must have been an intentional choice. The easiest explanation would have been that she didn't consider them a threat. "He operates like the world didn't change a day since he went into the ice in 1945," she said. "Just run facial recognition software, hack into some security cameras, I'm sure you'll get a hit."

She then frowned a bit, looking at Flynn. "What crawled up your ass and died?" Agent 13 shifted her weight, crossing her arms. "It's fine. It wouldn't be S.H.I.E.L.D. if the timing was perfect," she told Asokho.

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"Oh, no. I was a good Catholic girl, did ROTC and all that," Bonnie said with a bit of a chuckle. "I guess... I've been noticing that everything has been a bit sharper lately, a little clearer. Picking a lock isn't that different from surgery I thought so... I just tried it."

Bonnie smiled slightly at Niah's observation. The little moments of humor were helping with the tense atmosphere, as was the distance from Flynn, both emotionally and physically. She was trying her best to keep focused on the mission, but a little dialogue kept on running in the back of her head. If he apologized for shouting at her, then that would be one thing. But if he didn't... well, she deserved better than that and she didn't need a boyfriend to feel whole. "Must be a World War II thing, avoiding doors at all costs," Bonnie suggested.

A lot of things were sticking out to her in the apartment. The bedroom was extremely tidy and well kept, the sheets done to military regulation. There was a radio by the bed where some of the labels had been rubbed off, indicating that Rogers was a sucker for using it. Pictures on the walls were mostly black and white, looking like they had been pulled from archives. One of them was of the famous Peggy Carter, founder of S.H.I.E.L.D. The only photographs in color featured the Avengers - a particularly cute one showed Captain America on a farm with Hawkeye and his kids.

"I'm fine," Bonnie said to Cass softly, but her smile faded on the last word and her voice cracked slightly. "I just... I guess he wasn't who I thought he was." She fell silent for a moment, blinking her eyes rapidly before refocusing on the task at hand. "Do you have any idea why he went to Queens?" Bonnie asked Niah. She opened up the closet door and saw that there had been something recently removed as Niah indicated.

Something else in the closet caught her attention though - up on the top shelf was a box of tampons. She blushed slightly, not wanting to intrude on Captain America's personal life. Bonnie left those alone, turning around as Oliver gave them what he had managed to find. It wasn't surprising to hear that Steve Rogers had almost no internet security beyond his inability to charge electronics.

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"Is your flying sister named Katara?" Amelia joked. She had watched a lot of Avatar the Last Airbender once she got her powers in order to get ideas. There weren't really a lot of resources on how to manipulate the air and most of the ones out there were just rather limited in scope. Honestly, more people with powers should have just gotten into comics and shows in order to find ways to fight better. S.H.I.E.L.D. trainers were painfully unoriginal, thinking that just air blasts were sufficient. "And crikey, that's so cool! Is there a limit to how many powers you can get at once? Like you could absorb every Avenger's stuff and just take 'em all on?"

Her eyes widened as Sparky dropped like a rag doll. Before she could really react or anything else though, Sparky was awake again and moving - it must have just been a momentary lapse of consciousness. "You're such a badass cunt. I love it! Fainting, and now you're up and thinking of ways to help me fly? You're so lit!" Amelia gushed. "I think the three of us are really bonding. We're best friends for life now. I better get an invite to your wedding," she finished, nodding at Sparky. She had seen the engagement ring on Sparky's left hand.

She followed Sparky along, ending up in the mechanical engineering lab. Out of pure instinct, Amelia prodded a balance slightly, watching the numbers shift slightly. She wandered around the room, just touching things, picking them up, finding something else more interesting, messing with that, and so on. She ended up dropping a fragile piece of glass and it shattered, but Amelia didn't care. She was completely in awe with the gorgeous glider Sparky had made. "I love it!!!" she shouted, moving on over and wrapping Sparky up into a hug. She spun the engineer around in a circle a few times.

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Niah shrugged at Bonnie's question about why Captain America would go to Queens. She hadn't picked that up with her psychometry. "Couldn't say. Maybe there is an explanation on his phone when we get that charged up." She wanted to say something about Flynn and make it better. Niah felt guilty as she was the one who had pushed Bonnie to date him again after the timeline had been reset. Had that been a bad choice? But she agreed with Flynn, maybe not his methods, but the sentiment. His outburst hadn't been out of character, she would have been surprised if he hadn't been so dramatic about it.

Niah's hand went up to her neck, she realized again that the necklace she used to take comfort in touching was gone. Her sister was alive. She turned the motion into scratching at her neck. "Well unless you think we will find something else here we should probably get moving to the address in Queens. We shouldn't let him have much more lead time." Niah turned to leave and pulled her glove back onto her hand as she exited the room.

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Matt frowned. Wasn't Agent 13 supposed to be monitoring Roger? She seemed reluctant. "Right, so you have no idea where he might have gone?" Matt knew what it meant to be undercover. He had done his fair share of infiltration back in his SBS days. "Do you have any information that would help us?" He bit back a meaner comment.

What was going on with people? It was like everyone had decided to quit but keep pretending to work. At least Matt understood Flynn cause he wore what he was feeling on his sleeve. Her question to Flynn dissipated Matt's frown, but she was deflecting. If Flynn's reputation proceeded him then she might even be intentionally poking the hornet's nest. Hopefully, the rest of the team got something useful from Roger's apartment.

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Cassandra walked over and gently gave Bonnie a hug, she still wanted to punch Flynn for hurting her but resisted the urge to and that wouldnt really be a professional thing to do in front of everyone. "You've got me, and i'm there for you whenever you want to talk." Cassandra told Bonnie when she said that she noticed things a lot more sharply lately made her wonder if there was something else going on there. Remembering that Bonnie easily took out two members of the Black Order by herself, it was something that they could look into together as well.

Cass turned to look at Oliver for a moment seeing the now bricked laptop, whatever info that they could probably wouldnt be recoverable anymore. "Well we could try and get whatever is on the phone out at least and we know where he is going." Cass said looking around the room once more. She looked at the closet that Bonnie had opened seeing the box of tampons, she knew that she was getting a little to personal but decided to check the box seeing a few were missing.

She wasnt sure who Captain America was dating but at least he managed to find someone however before turning to address the team. "Lets head out now, unless anyone else sees anything else interesting." Cassandra said, as she made her way back towards the hallway she stepped on a floorboard and heard it creaking slightly. Getting a bit curious she kneeled down to get a look at it before lifting it up, seeing a large box the shape of a frisbee figuring that was where he kept his shield she set it back down and made her way towards the hallway waiting for the rest of the team.

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"Nope, but that was her favorite character in the show though." Maria said to Amelia giving her a bit of a smile as she made her way towards the mechanical engineering lab, before turning her attention back to Amelia asking more about her powers and thought for a moment and shook her head slightly. "I've only ever taken one power from someone, I try to not use them to much since my secondary power is life force absorption. I could potentially put someone in a coma, worse case scenario I might kill them which is something I dont want to do, it's more of a curse at times really." Maria said, her powers felt more like a curse, she couldn't get intimate with her wife without the use of inhibitors she could potentially hurt or kill Novi.

Maria watched Sparky making a glider for Amelia and watched Amelia exploring the lab, she smiled seeing Amelia happy and hugged Sparky, she waited a little bit longer. "Alright going to try this again, hopefully nothing bad happens." Maria said as she reached over towards Sparky and gently touched her ungloved hand over Sparky's, feeling her powers going through her she stepped back feeling like she had both of Sparky's powers. "We are good to go now." Maria said smiling.

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"Is it really that surprising that he's like that? Honestly, some people are just like that and don't care much for any sort of tech, just the way things are," he muttered more of to himself then anyone else. He was a little annoyed with everyone, and couldn't think of much else to really say on the subject. Matt was being the blabber mouth and constantly talking and being the one to ask questions regarding Steve Rogers and getting info from Agent 13. Flynn was only partially paying attention to what was being said until it seemed like Agent 13 was talking to him specifically.

It took a moment for him to acknowledge what she had even really said towards him, and he let out a bit of a sigh, and looked straight at her. "Oh I don't know, maybe because for once I seem to be the only one who seems to actually not see anything wrong with what Rogers is doing, and also knowing full well that history is clearly repeating itself and no one seems to give a damn? Less then a year ago this hell went through where a government agency was trying to control a specific group of people and thought they were above the law, as well as trying to get a full law actually passed, in order to control that population. You wonder what my problem is? Everything is going to shit, history is repeating itself in a horrible way and no one gives a damn. This time, last year I was with that organization, it was OMEN, and it nearly resulted in a horrific future that resulted in a lot of people dying when it wasn't necessary, or when it could have been prevented, so sorry for seemingly being the only one in this group who seems to have fucking morals. Since no one else seems to give a damn about controlling everyone, not to mention geniuses what happens if that registration list or whatever gets stolen by oh I don't know, maybe HYDRA, or some other group who might go after those heroes who don't constantly live in the fucking spotlight, sorry but you all are idiots for not seeming to care, since clearly no one actually has fucking emotions or morals towards anyone else but themselves anymore. Not to mention when history repeats itself at the very least it should be a few decades, not in less than a fucking year!"

In truth, Flynn hadn't meant to vent quite so much, or snap as much as he did. However it felt really good to do that. Also, a part of him was now glad that there were only a few of them actually in the room, since that meant less people to probably make comments and call him an idiot or something. Since he felt like at this rate everyone else seemed onboard with this without any sort of problems. Yup, probably for the best there weren't too many people.

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Sparky was more then a little surprised when Amelia seemingly hugged her, she was so vastly different from everyone else on the team. They acted more gloomy or serious all the time, it was a little nice change of pace from everyone else. However the words out of her mouth about the wedding caused her heart to start racing and she looked away, fiddling with the ring on her hand as she had taken to doing whenever she was nervous. Though now it was more of because she was thinking about all of the possibilities of what could go wrong. Everything ranging from not finding out what really had happened to just Raynor being dead in general messed with her head, and it was not something she could think about right now, especially if she was going to be flying a large distance.

"...I don't want to think about that right now, since if we succeed on this trip I probably will still have a wedding, if not..." she sort of trailed off, sort of implying the one thought that had been going on through her head constantly ever since Raynor's disappearance. Luckily, she was somewhat okay from Maria zapping her powers, and she took a few deep breaths, looking at the pair. "Alright, let's get going..." she said, heading out of the lab and outside of the Triskelion entirely. She took a deep breath, before getting a running start and taking off into the air, "Come on, let's get going, it'll take us a little while to get there," she said towards them, before she starting heading in the direction of New York City.

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Kwassi waited for Agent Flynn tirade to be over. A smirk appearing just barely visible to the perceptive eye. He began to slowly clap his hands, only three times before halting. "That was quite the speech Agent Flynn. Very moving. Really. Now if you would like to put your skills to use and get your head out of your heart you would be able to see things much clearer. You aren't the only one who feels this way, you aren't even the only one in the room that feels this way. Agent 13 here for example is showing clear and obvious signs that she is struggling with her assignment. Morally she seems to be aligned with you but her duties tell her to speak to us in earnest. There's also thr fact that her apartment is excruciatingly clean, too clean. Clearly something was being hidden here and it very well could tie into the fact that she feels morally tainted now."

Kwassis made his way over towards the front door, ensuring he was between it and anyone else as he continued speaking. "Finally there's me. Ive been watching all of you, reading you, and keeping tabs. I haven't chosen a side yet because I used to be a Vigilante. A "hero". And I known what it would mean and feel like to register oneself to S.H.E.I.L.D. It can easily be manipulated by others such as O.M.E.N., H.Y.D.R.A., or even common day villains. Targeting families instead of heros, and exposing the world to a knew Achilles heel. I'm not so emotionless as to neglect all of that, but I am level headed enough to keep myself in check so that I can help those who need it, and that includes Steve Rogers. There's more information I haven't told you but its not for me to give out. So please continue with your little tantrum but don't pretend to be so high and mighty that you're the only one here who gives a damn."

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Agent 13 stared at Matt for a moment. She was sick of men questioning her credibility or her effectiveness to do her job. Yet instead of telling him everything in an effort to get validation, she just smiled. She didn't have anything to prove to him. "I guess I don't have anything that can help you then." She had told them how to find Rogers, she wasn't about to do their job for them, especially when she didn't know if S.H.I.E.L.D. going after Captain America was the right call.

Her eyes narrowed at Flynn and Agent 13 shifted her weight slightly, her muscles tensed and ready for a fight. She didn't disagree with him, but he was a hostile white man screaming about morals in her apartment who used to work for a fascist, racist organization.

"I can speak for myself, thanks," Agent 13 snapped at Asokho. She didn't appreciate him mansplaining her emotions. "I also can hear everything you're saying, I'm not a piece of furniture. Steve isn't going to stop. You won't be able to convince him this is right - you either need to accept that or deal with the fact that Captain America's mighty shield can give you a wicked concussion and several broken ribs if you aren't careful. And that's on one of his off days."

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Bonnie frowned slightly as Niah left the room. There was definitely something going on there, but she couldn't be sure what it was. Her thoughts were a little bit clouded still, but it was coming in intermittent blasts - like a pair of old headphones cutting the music in and out at random times. She had to focus on the task at hand though, not the oddities in Niah's behavior or the cruelness of Flynn's earlier outburst. "We should take the quinjet in stealth mode, wouldn't want the Avengers and the Fantastic Four freaking out - or god forbid, the Daily Bugle getting more 'evidence' of UFO's." She missed having Doctor Strange around to sling them around the world via magic, but c'est la vie.

Bonnie left the apartment, glancing at the closed door across the hall. Flynn must have been on the other side talking to Agent 13. Her eyes darted over towards the door for the staircase access. "I'll catch up in a sec," she told Cass. Bonnie pulled the scalpel from her medical kit and quietly walked over to Agent 13's door. The rational part of her was fuming, but her inner Slytherin was feeling vindictive and petty. She carefully inserted the scalpel into the lock - and then used all of her upper body strength to forcibly bend it, jamming the scalpel into place and preventing the doorknob from turning.

She smirked a bit, before turning around, her blonde hair bouncing slightly, as she rushed to catch up with the others. She got onboard the quinjet and took the co-pilot's seat so that way she could be next to Cass during the trip. Bonnie was biting back a smile, trying her best not to giggle at the thought of Flynn being trapped inside of the apartment, unable to leave. His outburst earlier still hurt, but this was a nice reprieve.

Oliver's phone would buzz, with a familiar voice on the other end of the line: "So, mind telling me why exactly you are poking into Cap's stuff? Or are you going to try and pretend that it was an accident or something? Oh, when you leave don't forget to say hi to the camera in the hallway."

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About thirty minutes into the flight Maria flew in the air with Amelia and Sparky, feeling the air moving through her hair and then she started to lag behind Amelia and Sparky by a couple of feet. She stared at Amelia a little bit longer than she should have, then she could've sworn she saw a goose that was flying way to close to Amelia, and sent a bolt of lightning at it but it looked like it was more aimed at Amelia who easily dodged it. "Sorry, there was a bird that was coming a little bit too close to you."

"Crikey, thanks!" Amelia exclaimed. She had her hands gripping her glider, with her feet tuck into the foot holds on the back. It was way easier to maintain the air currents she was using to fly like this than she could have done without the glider to assist. She dipped down slightly and then pulled up rapidly, going a loop-de-loop. She frowned slightly, not spotting any birds nearby. It also was a bit concerning to her that Maria's first instinct was to electrify a bird instead of letting it be.

"Y'know actually, cunt, the sky belongs to everyone. I don't mind if a bird gets a bit close to me, just a new mate, eh?" Amelia shouted at Maria, trying to be heard over the noisy wind. They were above Philadelphia now, halfway to New York City. The metropolis was gleaming underneath them. The trio were about 10,000 feet up in the air - not high enough to run into airplanes, as those tended to be at 36,000 feet. "So I want to get to know both of you more! What did you want to be when you were little kids? I've always wanted to be a pilot. I had posters of Amelia Earhart on my ceiling."

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"Hold please," Oliver said, and he covered the receiver to the phone, and called out, "I'll be a second, Tony Stark wants my attention." He was surprised Iron Man wasn't in the loop, but he might be able to use this to his advantage. Stepping towards the door, he waved into the hall, and closed it, giving them some privacy. Picking the phone back up to his ear he said, "I don't know if you've noticed Mr. Stark, but the world's gone tits up in the last couple of hours, and Good ol' Captain America is currently a fugitive. Shield is conducting an investigation and manhunt." He explained, choosing his words carefully

"Did you just tell me to hold? What are you a customer service hotline? And you do realize hunting Cap is typically regarded as a bad idea right?"

Oliver smiled at that, "That's a good point Mr. Stark, it is a bad idea to try to hunt down a super soldier that probably has the Avengers backing them, borderline extra judicially." He agreed, "It'd be a shame if somebody were to make that more difficult than it already was." He gave a poignant pause. "Are you hearing me, Mr. Stark?"

"What exactly are you trying to accomplish then agent? Since I could have told you that Cap wasn't at that apartment, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that."

Oliver paused for a moment, before saying, "I'm not very happy with this arrangement myself Sir. Being... the spawn of Thanos, Shield seems uncomfortable with my existence. That puts me between a rock and a hard place, if I don't help, I doubt they'll tolerate me for long, and if I do, I'm going up against Captain America, so I'm here to help. " He put special emphasis on that last word, before continuing, "If you had any insight as to where Cap might be, I'd pass that along to Agent Reed, and I''m sure we'd go right there, no questions asked."

"I have no idea where he could have gone if he's not at his apartment, good luck finding him though."

Oliver sighed for a moment, before pinching the bridge of his nose, and saying, "Well, thank you for your help, and please, reach out if there's anything I should know."

"Will do, oh and one last thing. Just a general reminder because of how often we seem to have these phone calls don't hack anything that you clearly shouldn't, got it?"

"Is it hacking if Cap leaves his credentials saved on an unencrypted laptop that has his birthday as the password? You really need to do some kind of Avengers Security seminar..."

"I would consider that hacking yes."

"Well, I promise to only hack the Avengers if it's absolutely necessary, if that makes you feel better." Oliver responded dryly. "If that's all, please stay safe Mr. Stark, I think we're at an inflection point, these are scary times." He said seriously, between Hill's Laws, and skrulls, and Thanos, there were tectonic shifts happening underneath them, and it would be too easy to fall through.

"Don't hack the Avengers. Ever. Since when you think it's necessary it actually isn't," he responded, before he hung up the phone.

Oliver exhaled, before slipping his phone into his pocket, hoping his intentions were clear enough after that conversation. Reopening the door, and heading back up to the roof, he exhaled, and stepped back into the jet, "Stark really doesn't like people fucking with Avenger's shit." He said, exasperated, before taking a seat, and logging into his own laptop. He wanted to see if he could clone the sim of that phone, but it seemed like it was fried. Nothing was going his way today, it seemed, but even without, he could at least get at that hard drive. He wanted to see what Cap had on the Winter Solider, figuring that was vaguely important to everything going on. Unfortunately, when it rains, it pours, and his computer was deciding to be a laggy piece of shit.

In the mean time, he frowned. He remembered that that Spiderman was from Queens, the one Deadpool wanted to talk to last Christmas. He knew he had seen the number, and he was almost certain he could remember it. Closing his eyes for a moment, he thought, before hazarding a guess, and firing off, "Hey, is this Peter Parker?" from a proxied number. Quickly, he phone buzzed, and he exhaled in annoyance. If it was Peter, he was a memer, as it said, "Is this the Krusty Krab." Rubbing his temples, he closed his eyes, deciding to try again after he calmed himself down a touch.

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The few precious moments of alone time on her way to the quinjet Niah took a few deep breaths. She didn't know if she was doing this the right way or not. Everything was messy. Niah considered the SHIELD team Secret Warriors her family, but it was the core group that was that family. She cared about everyone who had been there for the Age of Ultron. For her, that was the team that mattered, and so many of those were dead. She needed to keep them together. Needed to get them to agree. She wanted a plan, but nothing was coming to her. How could she hope to make this work?

The team started getting onto the jet, minus the group that had gone to Agent 13's apartment. Niah wondered what was taking them so long. "He probably hates it because he prides himself on having good computer security and you keep getting through it." Niah shrugged slightly. She wanted to say something about where she stood on this situation. To tell the team that she was with Captain America, she felt like she was lying. She looked at the back of Bonnie's head knowing she was upset with Flynn. Niah wanted to fix it, make everything better again. She rubbed at her temples.

"What happens if we fail to bring in Captain America?" She asked, mostly directing the question at Cass.

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Matt sighed frustration rising in him at Agent 13's response. She was being flippant. Matt wondered how far off Kwassi's assessment was off. She was definitely hiding something. If all else she probably just agreed with Rogers. There might be more there, it wasn't unheard of but was really unprofessional. Matt was going to leave when Kwassi went off about Flynn.

Flynn was difficult to work with, but the guy did a good job. Matt frowned at Kwassi, was he defending Flynn? Agreeing to be against Hill's laws? He admitted to being a vigilante in the past, which was just that - the past. It was like hearing two things from him. He thought Flynn was an idiot but agreed with him. That was an odd combination. Matt agreed Flynn was hot-headed and figured it just came with the territory of being a fire user.

"Thank you for your time." He told Agent 13. The situation needed to be de-escalated before Flynn could kill Kwassi. "How about we discuss your differences on the quinjet and not in the apartment of an undercover agent?" Matt said and started toward the door.

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"We found what we needed, meet up on the Quinjet everyone." Cassandra called out to the rest of the team in Agent 13's Apartment, as she closed the door and made sure that the apartment was locked and that they weren't there at all. She started to make her way towards the stairwell when Bonnie said she'd be back in a few seconds. She looked at her and nodded slightly as she continued to make her way back up onto the roof and sat herself in the cockpit. Cassandra leaned back slightly in the pilot's seat and watched Oliver as he talked over on the phone, as she started to think about more of the mission itself sighing slightly.

She still didnt like the mission at all, as she turned the seat slightly as she watched Bonnie coming into the Quinjet and taking up the copilot's seat seeing her smile, she wasnt sure what she was smiling at really though. "What did you do Bonnie?" Cassandra asked her laughing slightly, she then turned her attention towards Niah when she asked what they would do if they failed to take Captain America in. "I dont know honestly, but i'll take full blame on everything if we fail to do that so it isnt on any one of you guys." She said softly, as she waited for the others to get back.

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"Yep, no problem at all friend." Maria said giving Amelia a smile as she continued to fly, watching as Amelia did her loop de loop once as she looked down at the city below. She had been to Philadelphia many times before, they were actually flying over her home state right now as well. They were about an hour and ten minute flight away from her hometown if they continued to fly, but driving there was about a five and a half hour drive from there to Philly.

She looked at Amelia as she asked them more about themselves and thought for a moment, Maria had just about everything that she wanted actually, a beautiful wife, a child on the way competed in the Olympics, as well to. "I grew up on a farm actually, I have a sister which I also mentioned earlier as well to I actually live about five and a half hours or so from Philly which is where we are flying over now. I actually have done everything I wanted to do, i'm married, I have a kid on the way, competed in the Olympics, got a silver metal though in another reality I got gold which was really nice as well." Maria yelled out as she started to think of home some more.