"Just keep moving," Clint said, nudging her carefully down the hall. He touched his comms. "Nat, there's a bit of a wrinkle."

Victoria hesitated, and then followed him. She gasped quietly and keened a bit when she saw the bodies in the hall.

"What kind of wrinkle?" Natasha asked, frowning a little. "I don't like wrinkles."

Barnes shushed her gently. "You're safe," he repeated. "It's okay, don't worry." He did edge a bit closer to her, trying to get her to calm down again.

"The kind of wrinkle that means we need a safe place to go right now," Clint replied as he checked the next hall before motioning the Omega girl forward.

Victoria edged closer to him. For now, he was the safest Alpha around, and she desperately wanted a measure of safety.

"Make that two," Bucky said into the comms as he gently herded the Omega along.

Natasha huffed. "I will work on it, and meet you at the planned exit point."

Jasmine shuffled a little closer to the Alpha. He was safe, he smelled wonderful, and he was helping her, so she was going to take the safety when she could.

Victoria jumped a bit at a couple of sudden noises and shuffled closer to the Alpha. Yes, he was definitely the safest one to be around, and besides, now that she wasn't panicking as intensely anymore, she noticed he smelled good.

"We'll be there soon," Clint said to Natasha.

Barnes surveyed the area carefully to be certain nothing was amiss or moving, and then made his way to the meet-up point. He did stay close to the Omega, though.

Jasmine followed Clint quietly, managing to keep herself mostly quiet. There were a few muffled whimpers at spots where there was evidence of a particularly violent brawl, but other than that she was okay. Being close to the Alpha helped, though. Her hindbrain was already recognizing him as safe.

Victoria was okay huddling close to him by the time they got out of the building. He was safe, he smelled good, and he got her out. That was all her hindbrain needed to know.

Clint emerged from the building a few moments after Bucky, making sure the Omega was still with him.

"Alright, Nat," he said into his comm, "we're here."

"About time," Nat quipped. She had the one car that had been dropped off for them, and then she paused when she saw the two Omegas. "I take it these are our wrinkles."

"Yes." Barnes shifted a little, not quite hiding the Omega behind him from view, but making sure she was safe and as comfortable as she could get. It was more than half instinctual, but he wasn't exactly fighting his instincts at the moment either.

Jasmine met Natasha's eyes briefly, long enough to identify her as a Beta, before she lowered her head and hunched in on herself, swallowing hard.

Victoria huddled behind the Alpha, her Omega hindbrain seeing the protective gesture for what it was. She could smell the Beta, but she was too uneasy to really come out yet.

"We need to get them somewhere safe," Clint said, unconsciously shifting so he was between Natasha and the Omega. "Soon."

Natasha scented carefully, and then made a face. "We'll need to get them to safehouses," she murmured. "Different ones. We should split up, go different ways, and meet up at the extraction point."

Barnes nodded his approval of that plan. He could hotwire a car no problem, and he could take the Omega with him.

Jasmine was just coherent enough to approve of that plan. Going somewhere quiet sounded good. She knew she was going into her heat soon, and that could be... problematic.

Clint nodded as well.

"There are three within a fifty-mile radius," he said. "I'll head to the one east of here."

Victoria also approved. She was starting to feel a bit antsy, and she wanted to get somewhere more isolated. She also knew her heat would come on soon; she and Jasmine were on a very similar cycle.

"I'll go west," Barnes offered, because he knew exactly where that safe house was.

Natasha nodded. "Radio in once things have calmed down," she instructed them both. She reached into the car, dug around for a moment, and pulled out two little bags, tossing one to each Alpha.

Barnes glanced in the bag, took in the amount of bills appropriate to the country he'd be in, and grinned a bit. "Always prepared, Natalia."

Natasha just snorted. "Get going," she said.

Jasmine watched the exchange, crowding just a little closer to the Alpha's back so she could peer over his shoulder, but only if she stretched. And my, what nice shoulders, part of her noticed.

Victoria's curiosity also got the better of her, and she peeked around the Alpha's arm to see what was going on. She caught a glimpse of Jasmine, and part of her nodded in satisfaction. Okay, Jasmine was safe, and Victoria herself was safe, and wow she had a pretty Alpha in front of her so close to her heat. Going somewhere isolated to try to calm down again sounded good, too.

Barnes headed over to a car to hotwire, keeping Victoria close to him. This was okay, he could work with this. He did open her door for her, though.

Jasmine watched as Victoria left with the other Alpha, and the Beta got in the car and left. That left her with the Alpha she'd followed. She was okay with that.

Clint also found a car to hotwire, and made sure the Omega was settled into the car properly before he drove off with her.

"You alright now?" he asked her as they headed for the safehouse.

Victoria got into the car and settled quickly into the seat. The small space was alright with her, at least for now.

Jasmine had to clear her throat before she could actually speak.

"Better," she said quietly, curling into the seat. "Thank you."

Barnes drove quietly, though he did glance at her every so often to make sure she was doing alright. He figured he'd get to someplace busier, stop and make a supply run, and get them a different car. Just in case.

"You don't have to thank me," Clint said. "It's fine." He glanced at her. "We're heading somewhere safe."

Victoria was slowly relaxing in her seat. She was curled up a bit with the seat leaned back, and it didn't take very long at all for the motion of the car to combine with her exhaustion and send her to sleep.

Jasmine nodded. Safe was good, if she could ever really feel safe after... all this. She swallowed, forcing those thoughts away before she could panic again, and looked out at the road.

Barnes didn't wake her until they were miles and hours away, stopped in front of a twenty-four hour convenience store. He'd grabbed supplies, now to stop at the next town and change cars.

Clint kept an eye on her as they went. When they stopped for a quick rest break, he looked at her.

"Hungry?" he asked. "Anything you need?"

Victoria stirred with a soft whimper. She was already feeling the early pre-heat stages, and her skin was starting to get sensitive. She looked at him when she opened her eyes.

"Where are we?" she asked.

Jasmine was quiet for a moment. "Food would be good," she said cautiously. "If they have the peanut butter snacks for Omegas." Because she knew she'd be needing them soon enough.

"Quick stop," Bucky said, looking at her. "I picked up some food for us, we're going to switch cars soon."

Clint nodded.

"Stay in the car," he instructed. "I'm going to lock it."

Victoria just nodded. She didn't particularly feel like asking any other questions. She was already starting to become more docile.

Jasmine nodded, curling up as comfortably as she could to wait for him. Normally she would have minded but right now? Right now it felt good to be told to stay put.

Bucky drove for another little while before he stopped in a decently busy parking lot and picked a car that wouldn't stand out. He picked the lock and hotwired the car before he transferred their stuff, leaving the passenger door open for Victoria.

Clint went inside, grabbing what he needed quickly. He didn't want to leave her alone for too long.

Victoria climbed into the second car and curled up in the seat. She didn't mind being in a different car, since her Alpha was with her. She felt safe with him.

Jasmine was still where he'd left her when he got back, although she had managed to work herself into a little bit of a panic. There weren't a lot of people around, but enough that she was feeling vulnerable and exposed again.

Bucky settled in to drive the rest of the way to the safehouse, glancing over at her to make sure she was comfortable.

"Not too much longer," he told her.

Clint could see her panic as soon as the car was in sight again, and he hurried over.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, opening the door and getting in quickly. "What's wrong? You're safe, it's alright."

"Okay," Victoria said simply. She settled in for the ride.