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“Whoever’s coming,” you reply, and they nod seriously and reach for their weapons.

“Coulson,” you tell the soft hiss of static on the comms, “keep us up to date on the situation here, okay?” and before he can argue, you’ve clicked off, pulled out your bow, and started running.

Halfway to the tower, Coulson radios you that the prisoners are all safely extracted. Two-thirds of the way to the tower, it occurs to you that he didn’t mention Agent Woo, so you ask.

            The radio silence tells you the answer before Coulson does.

“Shit,” you say, because that’s about as articulate as you’ve been capable of being all day, and then you reach the tower and you don’t have time to dwell on anything, because you’re too busy fighting the next onslaught of guards between your team and Tony Stark.