The years since the Battle of New York have been great for Lauren and Steve. Fury has partnered them up. Natasha and Clint have been dealing with missions of their own.

The two Avengers have now moved to Washington D.C., the capital of the United States. Steve is on his daily run when he gets a text from his partner.

Mission Alert. Extraction Imminent. Meet at the curb. : )

Lauren pulls up in her black Dodge Charger, then rolls down the window.

" Hey, guys. Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil."

"That's hilarious."

Steve walks up to the car, opens the door and sits down.

"How you doing?" The Air Force vet asks.

"Hey," Lauren responds.

"Can't run everywhere, Sam," Steve says.

" No, you can't," Same says.

" You got your seatbelt on?" Lauren asks.

" Yes, ma'am," Steve says as he buckles himself in.

" Good."

Lauren speeds off into the street, only proving that Steve needs his seatbelt.

Their mission leads them to the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. On board the jet, Agent Rumlow leads the brief.

"Target is a mobile satellite launch platform, the Lemurian Star. They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them, 93 minutes ago."

"Any demands?" Steve asks.

"Billion and a half."

"Why so steep?"

"Because it's S.H.I.E.L.D.'s."

Steve sighs and looks down at Lauren.

"So it's not off-course. It's trespassing," He says.

"I'm sure they have a good reason," She responds.

"You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor."

"Relax. It's not that complicated."

"How many pirates?"

"25. Top mercs led by this guy. George Batroc. Ex- DGSE, Action Division. He's at the top of Interpol's Red Notice. Before the French demobilized him, he had 36 kill missions. This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties," Rumlow says as he puts a picture of the guy on the screen.

"Hostages?" Steve asks.

"Oh, mostly techs. One officer. Jasper Sitwell. They're in the gallery," Rumlow says.

"What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship? All right, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc. Lo, you kill the engines and wait for instructions. Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages, get them to the life-pods, get them out. Let's move," Steve says.

"S.T.R.I.K.E. you heard the Cap. Let's gear up."

"Secure channel seven," Steve says into the ear piece.

"Seven secure. Did you do anything fun Saturday night?" Lauren asks.

"Well, all the guys from my barbershop quartet are dead, so, no, not really," He responds.

"Coming up on the drop zone, Cap."

Steve to hit the button to open the ramp.

" You know, if you asked Sam out to dinner, he'd probably say yes," Lauren says as she loads her guns.

"That's why I don't ask," Steve says as he puts his helmet on.

"Too shy, or too scared?" She teases.

"Too busy!"

Steve jumps out from the jet first, taking care of the mercs on the deck. He's almost successful, but gets a gun pointed at his head.

"Bouge pas. Bouge pas (translation: don't move. don't move)."

Lauren jumps out from the deck without a parachute takes out her gun and shoots the pirate in the head. She pushes her palms toward the ground and uses her powers to soften the landing.

"Thanks," Steve says as the S.T.R.I.K.E. team lands on deck.

" You seemed pretty helpless without me," Lauren says as she puts her gun back in its holster.

"What about the movies? You think same likes movies?" Lauren asks.

Her teasing will never end.

"Secure the engine room, then find me a date."

"I'm multi-tasking."

Lauren jumps off the railing and heads down the stairs to get to the engine room. She sees a pirate in the stair-case, so she decides to have some fun.

The pirate answers the phone, then hands up. When he turns around, he faces Lauren.

" Salut marin."

She then kicks his leg, causing him to cry out in pain and clutch his leg. She takes her grappling hook, wraps it around his neck, kicks him back and flips off the railing with both guns in her hands. She shoots two pirates, then five more, When she gets to the end of the platform, she brings her guns around the body to shoot the two pirates on the lower level, then detaches the grappling hook from her waist.

"Targets acquired"."

"S.T.R.I.K.E. in position."

"Lauren, what's your staus?", Steve asks as Lauren drops down to the  engine room, "Status, Lauren."

"Hang on!"

Lauren jumps on a pirate shoulder's and creates electricity from her finger tips to shock him. As he goes down, she sommersaults off him. She blocks a punch from another pirate, punches him, grabs a hold of his arm and twists it. He cries out in pain, punches him in the face, kicks him in the side, drops down to sweep his legs. She kicks the gun out of a pirate's hands, kicks him in the gut, and when he grabs her waist she elbows him in the face twice, grabs the back of his neck, brings both of her legs up to flip him on the ground, then kips up.

 " Engine room secure."

She grabs a metal pipe and hits a pirate in the head to knock him out. She makes her way to the computer room and enters the hard drive.

Within minutes, Steve knocks down the door and knocks out Batroc.

"Well, this is awkward," Lauren says.

"What are you doing?" Steve asks.

"Backing up the hard drive. It's a good habit to get into."

"Rumlow needed your help. What the hell are you doing here? You're saving S.H.I.E.L.D. intel."

"Whatever I can get my hands on."

"Our mission is to rescue hostages."

"No, that's your mission and you've done it beautifully."

Lauren takes out the hard drive and tries to walk away, but Steve grabs her arm.

"You just jeopardized this whole operation."

"I think that's over stating things."

A pirate throws a grenade towards them, but Steve blocks it by knocking it with his shield. He grabs a hold of her waist and runs. She shoots, creating a small opening as Steve crashes through it. The grenade goes off and knocks them back.

They both sit up against the wall.

"Okay. That one's on me," She says.

"You're damn right," Steve says.

He immediately gets up and tries to walk away.

" Steve... can you help me up... please?" She asks.

He sighs, but grabs her hands and helps her stand up.

" Thank you."

He doesn't respond and walks away.