Widow's POV! Enjoy! :)
DISCLAIMER! I.E; THINGS I DON'T OWN BUT WOULD DESPERATELY LOVE TO OWN!; I own nothing to do with Avengers, Hawkeye, Black Widow, or anything to do with Marvel for that matter! All credit to the amazing mind of the amazing Mr. Stan Lee and his publishers.
The cube that caused all the devastation just outside the window was placed in front of the defeated God. Thor stepped back next to Banner, who had shrunk down to his human form and was watching the cube curiously, as were the other Avengers.
Natasha was pretty confused, but then again, she always was when it came to that block of power.
When the cube shot up beams to the ceiling around Loki, trapping him inside a cube of pure energy, she jumped from surprised, just like all the others unfamiliar with it's powers. She hummed in an understanding sort of way. So it could be used for other things then..
"I so need one of those.." Stark noted with a slight grin, walking around the little prison of sorts to examine it.
"For what, exactly?" She asked with her arms folded across her chest, watching as the billionaire examined the prison. Time for her to tease him like all the other times! "Trapping dates because you're too useless to get them?"
"Cute." Tony relied in his usual bored tone, the one he uses when she teases. It's how she knows she got to him! "Just imagine how even the slightest chunk of that in my suit could improve it.. So much easier to trap people.."
"No, metalman." Thor commented with a frown, stopping Stark as he was about to touch the wall of energy. "The Tesseract and everything to do with it are to be taken back to Asgard."
"We still have work to do on it." Stark argued with a frown, not liking his toy being taken away.
"OUT OF THE QUESTION! Look what that work drew to Earth!" The God of Thunder yelled, up in Starks face now.
This group was going to erupt one day.. And Romanoff will be there with a camera when it does!
"Alright, break it up!" Rogers shouted at the two males, causing both to look at him. "We all need to calm down. Fighting now would be useless."
"Steve's right." Banner added, Natasha noting that he was watching Clint.
She looked to her partner and frowned slightly. He hasn't said a word about any of this, and he refused to let Dr. Banner look him over. She'd talk to him later about everything.
"Come on then.. I'll show you where you'll each be staying." Tony said quietly, leading all the Avengers out of the room holding Loki.
They were in the lower parts of Stark Tower, the parts that were pretty much intact. No one argued with the idea of staying here. Tony glanced back at Romanoff and smirked. "You'll find my bed surprisingly comfy, Agent Romanoff."
"Keep dreaming, big boy." She replied with a slight laugh. He was still the joker, even in these situations. She found it oddly refreshing.
When they were shown to their rooms, each person freshened up. Tony managed to get some soldiers to bring spare clothes, so they were all changed into something clean and comfortable.
Natasha was in the sitting area right now, relaxing back. Banner came in and smiled at her, sitting in the chair opposite her.
"No injuries?" He asked softly, his hands fiddling in the nervous way they did. She had always wondered why he did that.
"No, thankfully." She replied with a shake of her head, pulling a bit of her hair aside though. "Just a slight cut, that's all really."
"Good.." the doctor smiled, watching the floor now. "We have to get Barton checked.."
"Why..?" She asked cautiously, he was her partner, if something was ever wrong with him she'd be worried as hell.
"Not see him? He can barely stand." He noted with a questioning tone. The one that always made Natasha feel like a child. "He's not a monster, not a God, not a super soldier, not trained to fight and kill, and he doesn't have a suit of armor.. If I'm honest, I'm surprised he survived at all."
She had a thought about that. Barton was a good agent, an amazing fighter, but Banner had a good point. Natasha was brought up fighting, hell when she was young she fought her way through twenty men and barely got a scratch. But Barton grew up sheltered. As far as she knew, at least. The only training he ever had was basic SHIELD and his weapon training.
"I'll send him over to you later, if that's ok." She said in her usual neutral tone.
"That'll be fine. Can't be as bad as what I've seen in the past few years." He said with a nervous chuckle, causing Natasha to give a little smile. He did have it rough working out in the middle of no where, disease ridden places that no one would even think existed. She was surprised he never caught anything actually.
"WHAT WAS THAT!?" She suddenly heard being yelled, causing her and Banner to jump to their feet and run towards the room Loki was being held in.
That shout was Barton, she'd know his angry voice anywhere, she's heard it plenty of times on missions before after all. She just hoped he wouldn't do something stupid.
