I leaned on a wall to catch my breath for a second, and Pietro ran up to me.

"Are you okay?" he asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm alright, bud." I sighed. "This is a little harder than Hydra thugs." He laughed.

"Yeah, well they weren't metal." I grinned, patting his shoulder.

"Thor," Tony said. "I got a plan."

"We're out of time," Thor replied. "They're coming for the core." Tony sighed.

"Rhodey, get the rest of the people on board that carrier. Avengers, time to work for a living." I looked up at Pietro, who nodded, and we ran to the church, where a vibranium spire was cutting into the room. Pietro ran over to Wanda, and I stopped by Clint.

"Romanoff," Tony said, "you and Banner better not be playing 'hide the zucchini.'" I furrowed my brows. Just how much did I miss?

"Relax, shellhead," Nat said. "Not all of us can fly." She pulled up in a plow and jumped out, running over to the rest of us.

"What's the drill?" she asked. Tony pointed at the spire.

"This is the drill. If Ultron gets a hand on the core, we lose." Speaking of the metal bastard, he flew up at just the wrong time.

"Is that the best you can do?" Thor yelled. I closed my eyes and sighed. Famous last words. Ultron held up a hand, and swarms of robots ran up under him. Steve sighed and looked at Thor.

"You had to ask," he muttered. Ultron motioned to his other selves.

"This is the best I can do," he said. "This is exactly what I wanted. All of you against all of me. How can you possibly hope to stop me?" Tony looked at Steve.

"Well, like the old man said," he told the robot, "together." Hulk roared, and we were at it. At one point, Pietro ran past me, yelling a quick 'Twenty!' in my ear, and I rolled my eyes, starting to keep count of how many bots I took down. Tony, Thor, and Vis all ran at Ultron, and soon he was destroyed, the other robots running in fear.

"They'll try to leave the city," Steve said. "We can't let them, not even one." Tony nodded.

"Rhodey," he said.

"I'm on it." I could hear the blasts as he shot at the bots. "No. I didn't say you could leave. War Machine coming at you! Right-" He paused. "Okay, what?" I laughed.

"We gotta move out," Steve said. "Even I can tell the air is getting thin. You guys get to the boats. I'll sweep for stragglers. Be right behind you."

"What about the core?" I asked. Wanda spoke up.

"I'll protect it," she said. She looked at Clint. "It's my job." I smiled softly as the others ran off, and she looked at me and Pietro. "Get the people on the boats."

"I'm not going to leave you here," Pietro said. She shook her head.

"I can handle this. Come back for me when everyone else is off. Not before." Her twin smiled and rolled his eyes. "You understand?" He chuckled.

"You know," he said, "I'm 12 minutes older than you." She laughed.

"Go." He nodded and ran off, and she looked at me. "Make sure he doesn't get himself killed?" I smiled and nodded.

"As long as you don't either." She nodded, and I ran off. I found Steve helping the people on the boats and stood by him, helping people when I could. I looked up as the bullets started flying to see a quinjet flying into the city. I followed its path and saw Clint holding a child and Pietro not far away. I looked between them and my eyes widened. I didn't have to think before taking off.

3rd Person POV

As the dust cleared, Clint and Pietro looked up at the girl that had knocked the other speedster to the ground. She held her arms to her chest as she shook, blood seeping through her clothes. She let out a shaky breath and looked between the two blonds, smiling through her pain.

"Y-You didn't see that coming?" she asked quietly before her knees gave out. Pietro scrambled to catch her before she hit the ground and brushed the hair out of her face.

"Љубав," he whispered. "Љубави , љта си то урадила?" The brunette held his hand tightly in hers, a single tear slipping through the dirt and blood on her face.

"To...to the end?" she managed to get out. He nodded, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"To the end, Љубави моја." Her hand slipped out of his, hitting the ground softly.

Many tears were shed for Christine Garrison.

Christine Stark.

Translations:

Љубав - love

Љубави , љта си то урадила? - Love, what did you do?

Љубави моја - my love