avengers assemble
2
"What the...?"
The redheaded woman cursed loudly as she noticed a black suited men following her trail. She quickly hid her tiny frame behind the trash can as she observed them, waiting for them to disappear.
"You have a quite a place to hide, Agent Barton." A stiff voice came out behind her shoulders. She quickly turned back only to reveal Agent May, the Calvary itself. She growled, not an welcoming gesture for sure.
"I prefer Romanoff, thank you. And I'm no agent. At least not anymore."
The Calvary snorted. The Black Widow calling herself not an agent was a definite news to the SHIELD- even when it doesn't exist anymore.
"What do you want?" Natasha Romanoff Barton- although she does neither like nor accept the last part of the name- demanded, not wanting to beat around the bush.
"Join us." Simple words, yet confusing.
"What are you, a HYDRA?" Natasha narrowed her eyebrows, knowing that her previous statement really didn't make sense. The Calvary, and HYDRA?
Nuh, uh.
Agent May seemed to find her reaction amusing.
"No. Believe it or not, SHIELD remains. And Director would love some more actually useful team."
"Fury? He rebuilt the SHIELD? How? When?" Natasha's curiosity blared. How could Fury not mention this particular detail to her?
"No. Not Fury, Coulson." Natasha wondered if this was all a dream. Or hallucinating due to the dart she's been shot with 10 minutes ago.
"I don't have time for this f*cking sh*t, Agent May."
Just then, another shadow appeared at Natasha's eyesight.
"Coulson...?" She was now very persuaded by the theory about herself hallucinating. It sh*t wasn't just possible. He was dead. Or at least she thought so..
Fury.
Of course. Coulson was a very top leveled and skilled agent. If SHIELD had any way of bringing people from the dead, Coulson would've been on the top list.
'But why?' She asked herself. Fury knew she would be suffering. Why didn't he tell her?
"I'm sorry I kept it from you. I had no choice." Coulson stated. Natasha knew it was not a d*mn good reason, but decided to drop it. She could always interrogate him later.
"You owe me an explanation, Coulson."
"I know." And with that, Natasha couldn't help herself but to hug her previous handler.
Then she realized something very important.
"Nat! Thank God you're alive! I swear to God if you cut your comm link one more time, I'm gonna skin you alive!"
Her partner sounded devastated, and she knew he was, but Stark wouldn't just shut himself up.
"Hey hey hey! Calm down. I'm not dead. And what am I supposed to do when Stark almost deafens me with 'Let it go' drumming against my eardrums? Huh? And by the way, Barton, you know that I would always beat you."
"You DID NOT just say that."
"Oh, try me."
Ahem
Oh. Yeah right. To the point.
"Clint?"
"Huh?"
"Where are you?"
"About 5 blocks away from you. I'm on my with Cap and Banner. Thor and Stark will be there any minute, too."
"Before that.. Clint..?"
"Yeah..?"
"Coulson's here."
Silence filled her ears for once as Coulson leaned in to figure out the situation.
"Nat. It's not funny. I didn't even know you joke."
"Maybe it's because I'm not joking! God's sake Clint, he's alive!"
"No f*cking way."
She heard a sudden voice and saw Clint behind her.
"Clint, I-" Coulson stammered, but was interrupted by Clint who gave him a bone crushing hug.
As they heard an 'twinkle twinkle little star' banging the whole block, they knew Stark arrived.
May seemed like she wanted to kill him in less then a second the music was heard, and Natasha quietly nodded, agreeing to her actions.
"SON OF COUL!" Thor boomed as the remaining avengers just gaped. Natasha wondered if she had to be thankful since JARVIS-obviously smarter than his owner- seemed to understand the situation and cut the music.
Coulson let out a nervous laugh as Natasha chuckled slightly.
Coulson was so doomed, she could tell.