Avengers AU Chapter 1:
Author's Note: Hi! I just had this idea in my head of this story and decided to get it down before I forget. I will try my best to finish this, I promise and I just love Clara and Steve. I love the idea of them interacting and I haven't decided if I want to make them lovers or best friends yet. I might throw in a bit of Barneswald because they are so cute together!
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel, the Avengers or Doctor Who, luckily for the fans. I hope you enjoy the story!
It was a normal boring day in the Avengers Tower, Thor had returned from taking Loki to Asgard for his punishment and was idly flipping Mjolnir over and over again. The constant sound of thump, thump, thump as it landed back in his hands was beginning to annoy everyone else. Natasha was wishing she could be on another mission far, far away from here while filling in the paperwork of the latest explosive found on another random street, probably put there by the Chitauri. She'd managed to defuse it but she left the heavy lifting to the other agents surrounding the alien tech, trying to get a look. Smirking as she heard their disappointed sighs as she walked away from the scene with most of the alien tech in a bag to be taken back to the lab.
Bruce was trying to read up on astrophysics with a cup of coffee in his hand, relaxing, trying to ignore Mjolnir. Tony was tinkering with his suit downstairs in his lab, probably trying to make another upgrade and improve it. Clint was admiring his arrows and cleaning them before he replaced them in his quiver, only to take them out again and Steve was doing the same with his shield. Thump, thump, thump. Natasha tried to ignore it. Thump, thump, thump. Stay calm, maybe he'll stop in a minute, Natasha thought. Thump, thump, thump. Ok, that's it. Anger was seeping through her as she carefully got up. Walking over to Thor she sat down next to him and spoke quietly, her voice steady and stern with anger. "If you don't stop that now, I'm going to smash it." Natasha's quiet anger was worse than shouting. Thor knew that she couldn't, but knowing Natasha she'd probably find a way. He carefully set it down on the armrest and put his hands up. "Thank you." Her tone made it clear she didn't actually mean it.
She sat back in her seat and continued the paperwork. Then, she got a message on her comm link. Agent Coulson was on the other line. "Hey, how are things?" He spoke, making polite conversation. "Fine, but everyone's bored out of their minds." Natasha was not the type of person to smother things in honey. She was blunt, and it made life easier, she thought. No point of lying. "Thought so, which is why I'm asking you to do the sweep today. Go through all of the tapes and watch people today as well. Not that interesting but it's something and right now the only thing I can offer. Oh, and make sure Stark doesn't spend ages in the lab, you know how he gets." Coulson spoke with that knowing tone. Tony goes crazy in his lab.
"Thanks, Coulson. At least I don't have to finish that stupid paperwork." Natasha spat. Paperwork was the worst job she had to deal with in her line of work. And she'd grown a new appreciation for the old man after learning of his belief in her. "No problem." He said, switching off the comm link. With her low spirit, Natasha trudged back into the room and brought up the tapes. She sent a message to Stark about spending too long in his lab and started going through the morning's tape. It didn't take too long and soon enough she began watching the lobby downstairs at that present time. Pepper would come into the lobby every now and again, giving some papers. Some tours would come past and not much else happened. She was about to close it when Steve came bounding into the room and shouted at her not to. "Stop! Don't turn it off! I need to check something!" He shouted running at her.
"Why? Nothing interesting is happening." Natasha was used to stuff like this and didn't let it bother her. But a little part inside of her was excited at the sight of Steve, hoping something interesting would happen and these boring jobs would be over. Even though what they classed as interesting, was normally, world threatening and someone would end up in therapy.
"Tony just registered massive energy signatures coming from the lobby. Something must be happening." He explained, it was so unexpected it would've put a smile on Natasha's face if she wasn't so good at hiding her emotions.
"So, what? What type of thing must be happening?" The assassin was trailed off as she saw something happening in the corner of the camera. "JARVIS, move the camera to the left 180 degrees." She ordered the AI. Something was happening. A small light, a crackle of blue electricity but instead of harming the person it was engulfing them as if, powering them? The thought seemed odd to the Black Widow but it was the only way to explain it. Then someone seemed to emerge from the light and take in their surroundings. Whoever it was walked up to the receptionist and asked them where they were by the look on the confused receptionist and her sheepish look. Natasha looked at Steve and they both ran to the lobby, the Captain grabbing his shield as he ran.
"JARVIS, where is she?" Natasha asked as they ran into the lobby. She quickly scanned the place for her in case there were any places that the cameras couldn't see.
"She has entered the women's bathroom." JARVIS informed. Steve looked at Natasha pointedly. He couldn't go into the women's bathroom so it had to be Natasha. "Seriously? You don't think she'll be a little freaked out by the fact that I've got a gun on my belt? Or a full leather suit on and don't look anything like a normal civilian?" Natasha spoke, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"So? Just change quickly! It won't take that long. If you keep stalling then she'll get away!" Steve whispered, trying not to shout and draw attention to themselves. He was becoming increasingly irritable. The more time they wasted, the more time their interesting mission got the chance to run away. "Fine." Natasha hissed at him, telling him that this wasn't the last he'd hear of this.
Natasha went to get dressed into normal civilian's clothes and went inside. She flicked her head round to cast a venom filled look at Steve and pushed open the door. She entered and found the woman standing there, tapping a comm link of some sort. She kept murmuring some name, "Doctor, Doctor are you there?" probably an alias for whoever she was working with. Then she pointed some long stick with a blue light glowing out of the end of it and pointed it at the comm link. It buzzed and a few sparks flew out of the comm link but nothing actually happened. "Damnit!" She cursed and Natasha smiled knowing that Steve wouldn't like that 'bad language word' and reached a hand out to put around her mouth as she fiddled more with the comm link, her hair covering he face as she looked down, probably trying to sustain the link with her mysterious 'Doctor'.
As Natasha crept, the woman looked up in time for Natasha's lunge towards her and ducked. Or, at least, tried to. Natasha got her around her arm and kneed her in the stomach. She then put a hand around her mouth so as to muffle the groan and screaming she made as she struggled against Natasha's iron grip. They then exited out front and discreetly made their way to the interrogation room covered by 2 guards for each of them, pretending to walk to the vending machine and Natasha kept her grip on the woman's mouth and dragged her along. They got to the interrogation room and she was tied into the chair so she couldn't escape and just as another measure Natasha blindfolded her. "I've got her." Natasha confirmed. He'd gotten bored waiting around and had been making his way up to the Avengers floor to wait for her signal. "Tied up and ready for interrogation," Natasha whispered. Great, finally something interesting to do. He sure hoped he hadn't just kidnapped an innocent civilian. This wouldn't go down well when the woman sold her story to the reporters. Well, time to go find out.
"Great, keep her there, I'll be there in a minute." Steve ran up to the interrogation room and saw that the whole team had gathered there. Natasha was busy briefing them so he went ahead into the room.
"Hello, who's there? Please help me! I don't know where I am!" She cried out to the mysterious stranger who'd come to interrogate her. She'd been blindfolded and was probably terrified. Steve felt sorry for the poor woman. "Hi, I'm Steve Rogers and you're in the Avengers Tower." He explained kindly. He didn't want to remove the blindfold until she felt comfortable with him there. She'd probably try to bite him.
"Where's the Doctor?" She asked trying to pull off the blindfold using her shoulders. It looked quite comical, Steve was glad she couldn't see him now. "You better not be laughing at me!" She shouted, surprising him.
"I'm trying not to Ma'am," Steve answered honestly. "Ma'am, I don't mean to be rude but would you mind if I removed the blindfold? It would make it easier and hopefully cease my laughter." Steve suggested waiting for her answer.
"Ok, but be careful with my earpiece." She spoke considering it, but then realized her earpiece was missing. That wasn't good. "Where's my earpiece? Where is it? I need that! That's the only link I have!" She started to go crazy and Steve couldn't think of anything to do. He just knew he had to get her calm enough to talk to so he removed the blindfold and waited as her eyes adjusted and then spoke.
"Ma'am, I think my friend has it. I apologize but we need to examine it." He explained, already knowing the reaction this would get.
"No, no you don't understand! I need that! If I lose that connection…" She trailed off, tears starting to glisten in her eyes and Steve felt the need to cradle her. Something was wrong, she wasn't making threats or getting angry like anybody else would, she was despairing and needed that commlink. Maybe it had sentimental value?
"Please wait a moment Ma'am." Steve exited the room listening to her insistent pleas for the comm link.
"You have the link?" He asked Natasha who was with the rest of the team and listening intently. "Then you know we have to give it to her." Natasha handed it over to the wild disagreement from the rest of them. Steve and Natasha knew they both thought the same thing. She was different and needed protection, not hostility. Steve entered the room and saw her frantic eyes scan him for the earpiece and her sigh when she saw it in his hand. "Ma'am, I have the earpiece, but I have to ask as part of the interrogation, why do you need this? Does it have sentimental value?" Steve asked, prompting her with simple suggestions. He guessed she saw the earpiece as a peace offering because she instantly started relaxing.
"No, no sentimental value." She gave a sad smile, indicating it did have some sentimental value of some sort. "It is just…" She took a deep breath. "Will you believe that I'm telling the truth?" She asked, her words completely sincere.
Steve laughed breathily, "Why wouldn't I?" He smiled kindly at her.
"It is just a, really crazy story. Emphasis on the crazy." She laughed herself.
"Ma'am, I have been injected with a super soldier serum, fought in World War II, then got frozen, woke up 70 years later and have met all kinds of aliens, good and bad. I don't know about you, but I think I can handle crazy." Steve spoke, revealing more about himself than he'd ever done before, all in one meeting. What was happening? He stood up and realized he didn't even know her name. "I apologize Ma'am, but I have realized something horrible." He spoke with utmost seriousness.
"What? What is it?" She spoke, starting to get worried.
"I haven't even asked your name," Steve stated. She laughed and started to shake in the chair, leaning forward. It moved her hair in front of her face and when she was done, flicked it out of her face easily. It made Steve smile to know he'd bought some comfort to this wonderful woman, who'd made him feel so comfortable and happy in her presence, just by talking to him.
"You, I like." She spoke, still recovering from laughter. "I like you very much, Mr. Rogers, you are a funny man." Politely he interrupted and spoke lightly to her.
"If I may Ma'am, Steve is fine." He interceded, knowing for sure that she was a good person.
"Alright then Steve, Nice to meet you. I'm Clara, Clara Oswald. I'd shake your hand but I'm afraid it is tied up." She joked smiling away.
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