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The damage was made. Nick Fury kept looking around, seeing only wreckage, ash, black and gray – even the sky seemed keen on the color chosen, it was a deep mercurial color making the scene even more depressing.
Sometimes he couldn't believe the things he was required to do, they had simply invaded this small town to look for the Russian Mobster who moved into a city in the US territory, his orders were to get the son of a bitch at any cost, the destruction on the small town was the cost. The mobster had practically bought the entire town, he had put many bombs in so many places – even on his own hideout. Fury put his hand on his shoulder and hissed on the tender slightly burned skin.
It was horrible that he finally realized that money could buy just about everything. The Russian wasn't worried about the civilians, he was only worried about protecting himself and in the end it hadn't helped him at all. Fury never missed a shot and he didn't miss when he shot the head of the Russian and that was when everything went downhill.
His second in command ordered the destruction of the city, Fury and his partner didn't actually had direct orders to kill the second in command but when the two bombs started to go off they made the decision right then and there. As they trailed after them, they could see some of the men going into some houses and just start to shoot, even as they took out as much as they could and as much they ran to keep close to the second, he escaped.
And so Nick Fury looked around hoping to find someone to have survived this, but after two hours he was losing hope, he already could see in the newspapers the lie the Agency would say 'It was gas explosion' and he knew why not tell the truth to the civilians – so they wouldn't stir panic on other towns, small or big.
He turns to go and just when his heels turn, he sees a small movement coming from the right, his feet move on their own account taking him closer and closer to where he had seen movement, his left hand goes to the gun strapped on his leg, he slowly takes it out and holds it on his side, prepared for any foe.
As he draws closer he hears crying, he keeps going and finally see a little girl, no older than a 3 year old, her pale cheeks smudged with dirty and tear tracks, she wobbly walks and falls, her knees scraped, she stays on the ground and finally notices that she isn't alone anymore, her big blue eyes looks at him scared but she doesn't try to get up she just keeps looking at him fearfully.
He puts his gun away and takes a step closer to the little girl who starts shaking. He puts his hands up as if surrendering "I am not gonna hurt you little girl" That seems to slightly take some of her fear away from her, he walks closer to her and crouches so he is slightly on her height.
"What's your name?"
"D-Darcy" She says shakily
"Darcy do you know where are your parents?"
"T-they told-d me to h-hide, 'n when I stopped hiding, t-they didn't a-answer" He cursed softly under his breath and asked in which direction her house was, she told him and he set his partner to go to her house, he stays with her, ten minutes pass and he hears his partner on the comm telling him the two adults are dead.
He doesn't think twice when they have to leave to take the little girl, she clutches to him, she doesn't let go and neither does he.
Nick Fury rolls his eyes when Coulson tells him that his daughter Darcy was on New Mexico when the Destroyer was sent from somewhere out on the universe, the girl always seemed to attract trouble. "We have taken everything from Dr. Foster's lab, Darcy wasn't pleased especially when we have taken her iPod"
"She probably put some of the papers or other things of Dr. Foster there, make them have a look at it"
"We already have sir" Coulson says – if Director Fury knew any better he would say his agent was fidgeting "there is nothing there but music"
He sighs and turns his chair to look out of the glass window, showing everyone at S.H.I.E.L.D working "Then she has it and she'll be pissed that we took the one with her music"
"What are we going to do with Dr. Foster research, Director?"
"We fund her, bring them here to New York and tell Dr. Selvig he will be assigned another job, but I think he'll be pleased with it"
Coulson nods even though Fury doesn't see it "Sir, you do know Darcy is going to throw a fit when I tell her we are moving them around without their consent"
Fury chuckles thinking of all the fits his daughter has thrown over the years for his controlling manners, he only did it for her own good, he knew where the most danger lurk and he would never let her be anywhere near it. "I advise you to see if she has her taser or not"
"Yes, sir" He says and lets himself out of Fury's office. Nick doesn't even have to ask who Coulson had left back at New Mexico looking out for Darcy, he knew it was probably one of the best; it wasn't Natasha because she was undercover, so it was probably Clint Barton, who his daughter would be annoying to get answers – even though Barton doesn't know anything.
Darcy stared up her father, she felt Jane's hand on her arm trying to restrain her, but Jane doesn't know and so she must be worried her friend is going to say something incredible bad and put them all on super secret jails until the rest of their lives, and Jane is not cut to be going to prison.
Darcy shrugs Jane's hand and marches over to the powerful image her father makes, the black leather coat, eye-patch, brows furrowed, not only he showed he is powerful he is the impersonation of his last name, but Darcy knows better, she always has.
"You have some nerve!" She says pointing her finger in his face, he rolls his eye. "All of the sudden all your minions were packing our stuff, mind you, they stole our stuff, and they simply say they are re-locating us, as if we are not capable of our own decisions!"
He doesn't answer her and this just makes her huff at him irritated "And- and if it's not bad enough you make him" She points towards Coulson who is trying his hardest not to laugh or show any facial expression "say all this stuff like he is some type of Yoda, it's annoying!"
"If you are saying he is persuasive, you do know it is his job to be. I'm sure you and Dr. Foster understand why we re-located you"
"Jane will never say that she is annoyed with all the sticking fingers going on around here"
"But you will" He answers and roll his eye again, he puts his hand on her shoulder to stop her from going onto another tirade "I understand that you are angry, but leaving you on the desert unprotected wasn't an option" Darcy crosses her arms over her chest.
"We were just fine"
"We had something coming from outer space attacking the town – nothing was fine, S.H.I.E.L.D will help Dr. Foster on her research and when she is needed to go outside of the lab, our agents will follow to secure her well being."
"Stop right there, you keep saying just about Jane"
"You'll continue your training, it is about time you are an expert at weapons and when you are finished you can go back to work for Dr. Foster"
"Wait – continue training? You know them Darcy?" Jane asks, the first time she has spoken since they had gotten there, Darcy winces and notices her father's raised brow and the smirk that takes his mouth, she turns to her boss and friend and give her a sheepish grin.
"Hm, not S.H.I.E.L.D per say, mostly him" She sighs "Jane this is my father, Nick Fury, who happens to be the Director of this evil, almost like Umbrella Corporation, agency"
"No, I mean, no" Jane refuses to believe Darcy, her nice, compassionate and sassy assistant as the daughter of someone who seems too cold and detached "Your last name is Lewis!" She says and as it goes out of her mouth she knows it's stupid, but she needs something to refute what her assistant had just said.
Darcy chuckles "Daddio here and I are just like the movie 'Despicable me' the only thing that is different is that I don't have to sell cookies and don't have any sisters"
"And I am evil, Darcy?"
"You dress like Darth Vader so that's the first impression, dad"
"So you are adopted" Jane says after a few minutes of silence.
"Uhum, getting a little slow Jane, I thought you'd notice that I didn't actually get my eyes from him" Jane gives her a small smile, she had noticed the contrast of skin color, but… well she doesn't know what she was thinking, seeing who Darcy's father was, came as big shot to the genius Doctor.
Darcy shrugs and turns to her father "Dad, I can't leave Jane, seriously. If I don't get her pop-tarts she will be like a Gremlin after getting water on their furs, skin – whatever and if I don't get her to sleep she'll be like Walkers – she'll scare everyone in the vicinity."
"After you finish your training you'll get back to Dr. Foster" He can see that she wants to argue more "My word is final Darcy" He says with the only tone that Darcy understands that nothing she says will change his mind and it's the tone most of his subordinates fear when it's used on them. He draws her near and hugs her "I'm doing this to protect you" He says quietly to her she nods on his chest and he drops a kiss on her head and gives Jane a small nod.
"Coulson we have much to talk about" He says to his most trusted man, he doesn't say anything else to Darcy knowing he didn't have to and walks further away on the hall Phil following him, Darcy turns to Jane and gives her a supportive smile.
"C'mon Jane, I'll help you set up" She goes to her friend intertwining their arms together; they walk to the opposite direction, going to the lab that Jane will be working on.
And so Darcy trains, sometimes Natasha and Clint would help with her training and Coulson would be up to speed to give the reports to her father, she would escape sometimes the clutches of the training to go and see Jane and help her friend organize, eat and put her to sleep.
When she finishes training and goes back to being Jane's assistant, she's not only helping her but protecting her without the genius knowing and so when two strange agents come to tell them they are being re-located (again) after two months of her reunion with Jane, she knows something is deeply wrong. They don't give them any time to pack and are shuffled in a car carrying them to the airport.
"Thor is here" Jane whispers to Darcy "They are taking me away from him" Jane finishes for herself but Darcy still hears it and she knows that when they reach the airport shit is going to hit the fan.
Good thing I'm wearing my good jeans and boot. Darcy thinks as she sees the agitation of Jane.
A/N: Hi! This story about Darcy being Fury's daughter has been in my mind for a long long time, so to get this out of my system I thought it was better to just get on it and write it. This is a three chapter story, and for all of you who are waiting for the continuation of "His Kid" I'll post the story in probably a few weeks! See ya :)
