"You think he's smart enough to find the earpiece?" Kat sat down beside Yelena, pulling a headset over her ears. Natasha was sitting in the back of the helicopter, looking out a window.
"I believe he is dumb enough to play with the toy. He could admire himself enough to think the piece of plastic was a god, hell would I know." Yelena looked at a map of the Russian prison, scoffing. "This will be fun."
At the sound of a male voice, Natasha perked up in her seat. "Today is your lucky day, Alexei. Move to the door on the south wall."
Kat listened in through her earpiece, squinting her eyes at the snow-covered oasis. "Go left. Just don't make a scene." She heard distant Russian yelling in the background, sighing. "You made a scene, didn't you?"
Yelena flew the helicopter downwards, trying to get a good view of Alexei. "It wouldn't surprise me."
"What now?" Alexei's breathing was rushed. He was panting as he ran outside, staring up at the helicopter above him.
"We're gettin' you outta here. Go to the upper level." Guards fired at Alexei and the helicopter from every direction. Their chances were lowering every second he took. "Move your ass super soldier."
Yelena looked from her side window to Natasha to Kat. "He's never going to make it."
Kat groaned, unbuttoning the seatbelt Natasha had made her wear. "Get me closer."
Natasha and Yelena gave her skeptical looks, unsure of the decision. "You got a better idea?"
Kat ripped off her headset, standing tall as she slid the helicopter doors open. "Remind me again who decided to buy these matching onesies?"
She took a running start, grabbing onto a rope attached to the outside of the helicopter. She swung down, landing in a position she had observed Natasha use for many, many years. She gagged, standing up. "Disgusting."
She kicked one of the guards in the face, flipping another over onto his back. The helicopter fell low, nearly slamming into her, had she not ducked to the ground in time. "Seriously?"
"Whoo," Yelena yelled, getting a disapproving glare from Natasha. "Sorry."
The helicopter came closer and closer to her as Kat tried to fight. "What are you doing? Back up."
Yelena stuck a thumb in the air, smiling. "We're both doing a really good job." Bullets started to fire through the walls of the helicopter, one almost lodging into Natasha's skull as she came to swap positions with Yelena. "Okay, enough is enough."
She reached under a seat, grabbed a machine gun, and fired it toward one of the towers. The tower blew up, and Yelena let out a relieved "Ha!" Returning to her seat, she noticed the snow begin to plummet down the mountain, causing what appeared to be an avalanche.
"Tell me that's a good sign for us!" Alexei yelled up at Kat, who stood on the bridge above taking in the scene.
"Move your ass!"
Alexei ran forward, kicking off a guard's shield to get a boost into the air. He jumped onto the bridge below Kat, who took off swinging in the air with the use of the rope attached to the helicopter.
"Hold on, bastard." Kat reached down, catching his hand in hers. She held onto the rope with all her might, trying to manage her weight as well as that of the super soldier below her.
"Yelena, Natasha, can you get us up there?"
"On it, boss." Natasha took her seat next to Yelena, helping her to get the two into the air as well as maintain the helicopter movement without being shot at.
Kat climbed up the rope, leading Alexei to hold his weight. She flipped up onto the top, Alexei soon behind her, and gripped the wall for support. Alexei hung out the window yelling down in Russian to the people below.
She grabbed a head seat, placing it over her ears to try to drown out the sound of Alexei speaking. "Oh, I'm so proud of you girls. My daughters, and a random girl I don't know."
Not realizing that the three of them didn't care about what he was saying, Alexei grabbed another head seat, throwing it on. "Oh, you can't hear me, huh? Okay, this better?"
Yelena sighed, punching him square in the nose. "Oh, Johnny, oh." Ah, okay. Why the aggression, huh? Is it your time of the month?" Was he serious?
"I don't get my period, dipshit. I don't have a uterus."
"Or ovaries," Natasha added on, looking out the window beside her. She observed a horrified face of Alexei.
"Yeah. That's what happens when the Red Room gives you an involuntary hysterectomy. They kind of just go in and they rip out all of your reproductive organs. They just get right in there and they chop them all away." Kat smiled at the thought of seeing Alexei vomit.
"Okay, okay-"
"Everything out, so you can't have babies. You know they do that on six-year-olds now, right? It's kind of-"
"Okay! You don't have to get so clinical and nasty."
Kat shrugged, busying herself with the contents in her backpack. "Oh, well. I was about to talk about fallopian tubes but okay."
"No. It means so much to me that you came back for"
"No. No." Now he was just pissing Kat off. "You're gonna tell us how to get to the Red Room."
"Huh. Whoa, look at you, huh? All business."
Natasha flicked a switch on the helicopter, flying them farther in the air. "Trust me, this isn't pleasure."
"Little Natasha, all indoctrinated into the Western agenda."
"I chose to go west to become an Avenger. Cause they treated me like family." Natasha huffed, placing her head back onto the seat.
"Really? Family? Well, where are they now? Where is that family now?"
"Tell me where the Red Room is."
"I have no idea." Yelena scoffed, an annoyed grimace taking over her face. "Okay?"
Natasha ripped off her headset, throwing it to the ground. She took Alexei's off as she stood up, sitting in the back next to Kat. "Come on. You and Dreykov were like..."
"Dreykov?"
"Yeah."
"General Dreykov, my friend, huh? Gives me glory, Soviet Union's first and only super soldier. I could have been more famous than Captain America." He slammed his hand down on his knee and groaned. "Then he buries me in Ohio on that stupid mission."
Yelena turned around, biting her lip to stop the tears. Was that all she was to him? Some stupid mission? "Three years! So tedious, boring me to tears. No offense, huh? Then, puts me in prison for the rest of my life. "Why? Why would he put me in... you know why? Cause maybe I want to talk about the withering of the state. Or maybe I don't like his hair or something and I say something casually about it. Maybe, you know, I want the party to feel actually like a party, instead of a sourpuss organization. But instead, no. He puts me in prison for the rest of my life. I'm not even the one who, uh, you know... I'm not the one who killed his daughter."
Kat breathed in deeply. She had so much urge to punch him in the throat. "Can we throw him out the window now?"
Natasha shook her head. "I think we should wait till we get to a higher altitude."
"Why not ask Melina where it is?"
Yelena turned around once again, taking off her headset. "Wait, Mom Melina?"
"We thought she was dead."
Alexei shook his head. "You cannot kill a fox that swift."
Kat looked up from her book, observing the older man, horrified. "Ew."
"What? She was the scientist, the strategist. I was the muscle. She worked directly for Dreykov far more than I ever did."
Natasha held her hand out to stop him. "Wait. Are you telling me that Melina is working for the Red Room present day?"
"She works remotely outside St. Petersburg."
Kat scoffed, standing behind Yelena to observe their fuel. "Uh... I don't think we have enough fuel for St. Petersburg."
"No, we're good. We'll make it."
Yelena looked at Kat and Natasha for confirmation. "Okay then."