"Yeah?", Natasha answered Steve's call, and all that Eleanor could do was listen to Nat's replies as it wasn't the best idea to put the phone on speaker in such a public place. "Uh, yeah thanks. I got lucky", Nat looked over at Eleanor who was looking at her expectedly, clearly still slightly on edge from everything that had gone on, "We both did".

There was a moment of silence where Nat looked around and stood, clearly searching for something. Or someone. Eleanor frowned at her wife's actions, confused at the sudden change in demeanour when it had sounded like a friend checking up on another friend at first. "I know how much Barnes means to you, I really do. Stay home, you'll only make this worse. For all of us. Please". Eleanor's face dropped as she stood, and she made her way around Natasha to see her face, placing a hand on her arm in reassurance.

She wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but from the minimal information from Nat's replies, it seemed that Steve was going to go all Captain America on someone's ass, which he technically wasn't allowed to do anymore. Nat briefly looked up to meet Eleanor's gaze and pursed her lips before looking back to the floor again and shaking her head whilst her eyebrows knitted together, "No. Someone will. If you interfere that's how it works now".

"Why?", she continued, clearly not getting anywhere with her pleads. "Shit".

"What's going on?", Eleanor queried when she had pocketed the phone, searching Nat's eyes for any emotions that would give an inclination of what was happening. "Steve is breaking the accords on day one of implementation", Nat sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "He's here and trying to get to Barnes before the authorities do". The younger woman rolled her eyes and looked around, making sure that no one was eavesdropping. "I don't want to arrest him", she looked into her wife's eyes, desperation clearly present.

"The task force will", Nat tried to say with certainty, but Eleanor could see the doubt running through her head. With the tensions rising, the hustle and bustle with the sheer number of people moving around the area was getting to be too much. Eleanor felt like she could hear every little sound blended into one with the volume at 100%, making her skin feel uncomfortably tight on her own body as she tried to figure out a plan of action without getting arrested themselves.

Sensing that Eleanor was struggling, Nat took hold of her hand and started guiding them both back to the jet. They had a change of clothes on there so they would both be able to get comfortable, and it was away from the overwhelming noise of people panicking and barking orders. "You okay?", Nat checked in with a hug when the door to the jet closed behind them after they rushed in.

"Yeah, this all just sucks so, so, so much", she mumbled into Nat's shoulder before pulling away and pecking her lips, "Are you okay?". Natasha hummed in response as she nodded and gave her one final squeeze before they got into the spare clothes, discarding the formal wear that they so desperately wanted to get out of.

"So... what now?", Eleanor tilted her head and sat down on one of the side benches, Natasha promptly following suit and placing a hand on Eleanor's thigh. "We wait for instructions, that's all we can do now", she sighed, gazing at Eleanor for some comfort.

"I hate these accords, didn't even get to have my coffee", the younger woman chuckled dryly, placing her head on Nat's shoulder whose heart promptly melted at the action, even after all their years together. Natasha shuffled slightly so that she could wrap an arm around Eleanor and pull her closer, letting out a big exhale when she got comfortable. "I hate them too, none of this feels right but it feels like our hands are tied". There was a brief moment of solemn silence before Natasha spoke up again, "I promise to get you a coffee soon".

Eleanor laughed and looked up to meet Nat's gaze, "It is the least of my worries right now, but thank you, much appreciated", she grinned, which plastered a smile on Nat's face in return.

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The two had waited for an hour or so, not knowing what to do. They didn't want to start the long journey back to the States in case they were needed, so had to stay put for a while much to their dismay. The jets weren't the most comfortable of places to stay in for long periods of time, especially when it was at a standstill. When in the air the general engine and external noises can be soothing so it takes the edge off. But when idle it is just cold and rough around the edges.

Eleanor was quite honestly on the verge of falling asleep, Natasha was an incredible pillow so it was inevitable. When Natasha felt the figure in her arms getting heavier as sleep started to slowly overcome her, she had a small smile on her face as she held her close, though the moment was interrupted when a phone rang again, though this time it was Eleanor's.

She groaned as she lifted her head away from Natasha, who sent her a sympathetic smile and moved her hand down to her back, rubbing soothing circles as her wife reached for the phone in her pocket. It was Tony. "What do you want Stark", she spoke with a yawn at the end.

"Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you, Sleeping Beauty?", he taunted, earning an eye roll. "Almost. Just get to the point, we've been waiting for news for over an hour now". Eleanor could hear a sigh over the phone before he started speaking again, "Saw right through my stalling tactics, huh? The point then is that Steve and Sam have been arrested by the JCTC and are being transferred to Berlin, along with Barnes. T'Challa as well as he engaged in a fight".

"He got Sam in on this as well?", Eleanor sighed for the millionth time in that day and leaned her head back against the wall, completely thrown off by the situation and deciding to ignore the T'Challa part to not get overloaded. "Their gear is also now owned by the US Government, we'd appreciate it if you could head to their headquarters in Berlin to try and help put out the fire".

Natasha frowned as she tried but failed to make out the muffled voice of Tony on the other end of the line. From Eleanor's responses, she knew that Steve and Sam had been dealt with like she had told Steve that would happen, but wasn't sure what Tony was talking about after that, only knowing that Eleanor seemed annoyed. "Okay, we're on our way, give us an hour or so".

When Eleanor hung up Nat immediately stood to get the engine running as Eleanor got the exact location that they needed so that Nat could put it onto autopilot. "So, where is our next destination on the grand tour", Nat smirked when Eleanor came up next to her, deliberately bumping their hips together in the process. Eleanor did a mini drum roll on the side with her pointer fingers before revealing "Berlin! Joint Counter Terrorist Centre Headquarters".

Nat's playful expression to lighten the mood soon turned into a grimace, "That doesn't sound like a pleasant place to be". Over the next few minutes, the two got the jet back into the air, and sat down again, trying to get comfortable. "It's day one of the accords and I already need a holiday", Eleanor joked, and Nat couldn't help but agree that the entire thing had been a shambles so far.

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Upon arrival the two were informed that Rogers and Wilson were also arriving, so they headed to the other side of the building to try and catch them before they got thrown into whatever room was deemed fit for them. It wasn't going to be a cell as they trusted them not to start a fight in the middle of the headquarters, but they didn't want them just hanging around the place.

Natasha seemed to be on a mission with her powerwalking that Eleanor was just barely keeping up with, but with the speed that they were going at it didn't take long at all to reach the three now criminals including T'Challa, being escorted by some armed guards, and the guy in charge. The both of them walked towards the group and did a 180 turn when reaching Steve, Natasha in the middle of him and Eleanor all of them now heading towards the same destination.

"For the record, this is what making things worse looks like", Nat started, giving Steve a side glare in the process for giving everyone more work to do on the first day. "He's alive", was Steve's response, not even looking in the women's direction. They continued walking until they reached a control room where lots of monitors and communications systems were housed. And where Tony Stark was currently having an argument with someone over the phone.

"No. Romania was not accords sanctioned. Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup".

Natasha and Eleanor fastened their pace to get to another point of the room whilst Steve and Sam hung back, but not before Nat turned around and gave them a hardened look, "Try not to break anything while we fix this".

"We really don't get paid enough to be accords janitors", Eleanor mumbled before Tony very audibly began talking again down the phone, clearly trying to get the whole room to hear as he walked towards the two men. "Consequences? you bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir".

"Consequences?".

"Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. Had to give him something", Tony replied in a relatively calm voice, but it was clear that he was angry with the whole situation and having to be a part of the cleanup crew along with Nat and Eleanor.

"I'm not getting that shield back am I?", Steve responded, a small smile playing on his face. Both Eleanor and Nat turned to face them whilst carrying on their walk, it was an almost identical action so a few people in the room who were watching had to do a double take. "Technically it's the government's property, wings too", came Nat's snarky reply but in a sweet voice, followed by Eleanor giving a half-hearted shrug and an "It was in the terms and conditions".

"That's cold", Sam spoke under his breath. Promptly followed up by a "Warmer than jail" by the Iron Man. Though the two women were mainly focused on reaching the other end of the large room to try and fix whatever shitshow had been caused so that Steve and Sam didn't end up in federal prison, and to watch Bucky's psychological interview to get a handle on what might have been causing this, as HYDRA should have said goodbye a year ago.

Tony and Steve were chatting in the glass-walled office behind the two women, whilst they stood looking at the screens ahead with information, and a view into the secure prison capsule that Bucky was currently being held in. It didn't look very comfortable, especially as he wasn't in his Winter Soldier mindset, but it was the only way to keep everyone safe. If the Winter Soldier did come back then there was no doubt about it that he could tear the place to the ground.

In boredom whilst waiting for everything to start, Eleanor turned around to see what was going on in the office behind them and grimaced at seeing that things looked rather heated between the two men. She drew in a sharp breath which caught Natasha's attention, who had previously been standing with her arms crossed over her chest, an iron gaze cast over the screens. "Yikes", she winced, a sound of disapproval escaping Eleanor's lips in response.

"Do you think we can go home now?", Eleanor caught Nat's attention with a head tilt and a smile, clearly showing that she was not being serious. "I wish", Natasha smiled and turned back to the screens, her face slowly turning solemn as she took it all in again, breaking Eleanor's heart. As both of them looked at the screens, Eleanor slowly and gently interlaced their fingers all while staring ahead. Nat briefly looked down, then back up at the screens, a genuine smile on her face this time.

Everything was falling apart already, but they had each other. And they would be fine.