(This is an emergency. All passengers must evacuate the airport immediately.)

"They're evacuating the airport," Flora translated.

"Stark," Sam and Bucky noted.

"Stark?" Scott repeated.

"Suit up," Steve instructed.

Steve, in his uniform, strode through an underpass, then jogged onto a private runway, heading for a grounded chopper An electro-disabler slammed onto the chopper and Steve looked up. Iron Man and War Machine descended.

"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people at the airport," Tony said as he retracted his helmet. "Don't you think that's weird?"

"Definitely weird," Rhodey agreed.

"Hear me out, Tony. That doctor, the psychiatrist, he's behind all of this," Steve told him.

T'Challa leapt over a truck and greeted, "Captain."

"Your highness."

Tony continued. "Anyway, Ross gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. Can you help a brother out?"

"You're after the wrong girl."

"Your judgment's askew. Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday."

"And there are five more super soldiers just like her," Steve said. "I can't let the doctor find her first, Tony. I can't."

"Steve... you know what's about to happen," Natasha warned. "Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one?"

Steve silently started at Tony.

"All right, I've run out of patience," Tony said. "Underoos!" Peter shot a web, stealing Steve's shield and binding his hands. "Nice job, kid."

"Thanks," Peter replied. "Well, I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just the new suit... Well, it's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's -- it's perfect. Thank you."

"Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation."

"Okay. Cap... Captain. Big fan, I'm Spider-Man."

"Yeah, we'll talk about it later."

"Hey, everyone."

"Just... Good job."

"You've been busy," Steve commented.

"And you've been a complete idiot. Dragging in Clint. 'Rescuing' Wanda from a place she doesn't even want to leave, a safe place. I'm trying to keep... I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart."

"You did that when you signed."

"All right, We're done. You're gonna turn Stewart over, you're gonna come with us. Now! Because it's us! Or a squad of J-SOC guys... with no compunction about being impolite." Steve looked aside. "Come on."

Sam radioed Steve. "We found it. Their Quinjet's in hanger five, north runway."

Steve held his hands up and Clint shot the web off before saying, "All right, Lang."

"Hey, guys, something..." Peter began as Scott grew to normal size and kicked him back.

"Whoa. What -- what the hell was that?" Rhodey asked.

Scott retrieved Steve's shield and said, "I believe this is yours, Captain America."

"Oh, great," Tony commented. "All right, there's two on the parking deck. One of them's Maximoff, I'm gonna grab her. Rhodey, you want to take Cap?"

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