Hey guys

First of all, I have used some words from the national science and technology centre In Canberra, so those things belong to that centre. They're not mine. I just used them to create a picture.

And second, sorry about the long wait. I was trying to write all the chapters at the same time. Inspiration doesn't just come to you when you call it. It takes time.

Thirdly, I'm starting another story in the same universe as this one and the Maria one. Please check it out if you have time or is interested in a crossover between avengers and arrow. I'm trying to expand the universe, step by step. Telling each and every characters life in a different way. Linking all my favourite fandoms together to create a big universe..

And one more thing. I'll be putting up a timeline on my profile page so please check it out. It will tell you which story is happening at what time. I'll keep adding the times and stories on to it as I progress. Since all of my stories are connected, they're time period is different. So just to save you the hassle, the timeline will tell you everything. One fact is straight, they're all happening before the alien attack in New York(avengers).

Anyways it's a two part. Here's the first part. Hope you all enjoy it. Cheers

I solemnly swear that I don't own avengers or mission impossible.

Chapter 7 - New Revelations Part 1

Clint Barton paced back and forth outside the medical ward. His wife, Natasha, was currently being assessed by SHIELD's doctors. After rescuing the scientist kids, The paramedics had taken Natasha inside the operation room to look at her injuries. Seeing the person he loves on the brink of death frightens him. She could've died in that attack! He cursed at Natasha's ignorance for her safety. She always take rash decisions without thinking about the consequences. It irritates him a lot. He was trying not to go and punch somebody. Right now, his anger was mixed with his worry towards Natasha. Its been hours when the doctor finally came out and met with Clint's worried gaze.

"How is she?" He had asked while trying to see any signs of her behind the doctor.

"She's fine, Barton. It could've been worse if you hadn't brought her in time. We've taken the bullets out and stitched the wounds, but we need to wait few more hours until we can be sure there is no internal bleeding. The bullet in her stomach was very deep. It's hard to say what's going to happen in next few hours. We could only wait now." Clint's eyes were literally burning a whole in the floor now. He'll kill whoever fired that bullet at his wife. "Right now, all she need is rest. No movement otherwise the stitches might open..again" The old doctor said. Clint eyed the word 'again'.

"Again? What do you mean by that?" Clint blurted out.

"Well..." The doctor stretched the word for few seconds. "While we were operating her, she woke up and.. Tried to claw our faces off resulting her stitches being opened. We managed to contain her but even though she scratched few nurse's hands off. I don't think anyone will ever want to treat the black widow again." He said with a chuckle. Clint didn't laugh at this but the doctor could see a little smile on his face before it was replaced with worry.

"Well I'm not surprised. She's an Assassin after all. When she's in that state she doesn't trust anyone. I had a black eye once." Clint replied. "Can I see her?"

"Yeah.. Go ahead. She's awake." The doctor patted Clint on the back before moving onto his next patient.

Clint opened the room's door where Natasha was currently glaring at every object around her.

"I don't like doctors!" She said straightway as soon as she heard him enter.

"Yeah.. You made that pretty clear. Don't worry they won't bother you unless they want to get scratched again." Clint said without looking at her eyes. Now that he was sure she's fine, He felt his anger come back. After few seconds of silence he couldn't help himself. "What the fuck were you thinking, Natasha?"

The said person's green eyes widened at her name. Clint only calls her 'Natasha' when he's really pissed off.

"I...I'm.." She hardly felt her mouth move. This was one of those rare times when she doesn't have any words to say.

"You nearly killed yourself today. 2 shots and a head injury, do you know how lethal that is? And on top of that when I asked, you lied to me! You lied to me again. Over and over. I should have known. You never admit to being injured. Even that day when Godric shot you, you wouldn't let me touch the wound. I had to literally hold you down to wrap that bandage. Why are you so irresponsible towards your health?" He yelled as his anger was clearly visible in his words. His hands were griped in fists. "You scared the shit out of me Nat... At first I thought.. I thought I lost you again." He said the last bit a quietly, but she heard him.

"Clint" she whispered his name as guilt was eating her from inside. "I'm sorry." She tried to touch his hand but he pulled it back. She longed the feeling of his hands on her.

"No, your not sorry!" He yelled again. "You keep doing this every time. It hurts, Natasha... It hurts me a lot to see you at the brink of death. We promised we'd be a little careful with our missions. Why don't you understand there is someone here that worries for you? Someone that loves you with every bone in his body. You can't just ignore him."

"I'm not." Natasha said as her eyes pooled with tears. "Sometimes I had to take rash decisions. I'm sorry Clint. I never meant to hurt you. I lied to you because I didn't want to worry you. I'm sorry." She knew he was angry because she lied to him. They both knew that with their jobs, injuries were uncontrolled but telling lies was something they could control.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too. I'm tired of being a grown up." He said shaking his head before walking out of her room. Natasha starred at the door as it banged in its place after her husband had closed it loudly. Her eyes pooled with tears but she didn't let any of them fell. She had to be strong with this. She knew her husband was a bit protective when it comes to situations like this. This argument is not new. Every time she's hurt, Clint would lash out like this before he comes back and apologises. She does the same thing when he's hurt. It's their way of showing that they cared for each other. The protectiveness would just kick in whenever something happened to any of them.

She closed her eyes as she tried to control her tears. This time, it went too far. She nearly died. Of course Clint would be furious and hurt. She didn't take her injuries seriously. She should have but she didn't. She might have finally pushed him to his limit. Her tummy sank whenever she thought about him. The feeling was horrible and uncomfortable. She held onto her stomach as she tried to force the feeling away. Her fingers landed on her stitches. She felt pain whenever she touched them. The red swollen skin itched and ached at the same time. Other parts in her body ached too. Every inch, every flesh hurts whenever she moves a muscle. But the pain didn't bother her that much. Just then she heard someone entering her room and half expected it to be Clint but was disappointed when it was one of the paramedics. He waved an injection infront of her eyes thus asking for permission.

"What is it?" Her voice came out as a whisper.

"Sedative. It will help you with your pain." He said still standing few paces away from her bed. She nodded her head to give him permission. She didn't need sedative. She could handle the pain but that horrible gut feeling in her stomach was getting unbearable. She let him inject her before she moved her eyes back at the ceiling. Slowly, she felt her eyes drop. She tried to keep them open, but soon had to give up as a heavy buzzing sound started drumming in her ears. She felt her body relax as the sound increased. Soon she let herself fall back to sleep. At least that would stop her from thinking about her guilt. She made a mistake after all. A mistake that she repeats over and over.

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Jane fixed her Curley blonde hair as Benji's voice came through her ear.

"Now remember guys, while you're there, make sure one of you find that building's mainframe and plug in that USB. That way I can then maybe get access to their cameras and lifts." Benji reminded them for the third time.

"We know, ok. Stop repeating yourself." Jane heard Sanchaz say beside her.

Jane and Sanchaz were posing as tourists. Ms. Angelina Jonas was jane's identity while Ms. Amanda Jules was Sanchaz's cover. They had both dyed their hair and wore summer dresses that reached up to their knees. They had both, like normal people, had purchased two tourist passes from FLYER's website. (Well.. Technically Benji did but yeah...it still works... ). FLYER was actually the name of this research facility. The big, bold colourful letters at the front of the building were hard to miss.

After deciding that they needed more proof against SHIELD, both Ethan and Godric had used their CIA and FBI contacts to find more Intel on all the names they've come a-crossed so far. Such as Clint Barton, phil Coulson, Fitzsimmons, SHIELD. Anything that could relate to them. Since their IMF system was useless against these people, they had to take help from the outside. Hopefully something would come up by the time they get back to the headquarters.

Soon, Both the girls were standing few paces away from the entrance. It was then that they heard Ethan's voice in their ear piece.

"In positions?"

Apparently both Ethan and Godric are posing as cleaners while Benji and Crabb had stayed behind in IMF headquarters. They were monitoring the whole thing from the roof.

"Position confirmed." Jane replied.

The IMF has tried to pass the girls as interns but unfortunately, there wasn't any link related to internship on the website. They had no idea where the interns come from. So they had to put them as tourists.

"Let's see what this research facility is all about."

Nodding at each other, both the female agents made their way inside the building. The security guards at the entrance let them through after a green scan. Sanchaz smirked at Jane. Fooling the security guards was something they love. The big, bulky guys can never find the place where they had hidden their guns. It was one of the perks of being a super spy. You can easily slip through any security, with weapons of course.

Upon entering the building, what they had infront of their eyes was something they hadn't expected. They expected to be a proper research facility filled with scientists walking around and examining living organisms. What they had was a colourful science playground. Inside the building, the whole entrance hall was shaped into a circular science display. To the sides, there were help desks and the walls were coloured in bright colours. In the middle they had a tall fountain that reached up to three floors high. It was circulating water from top to bottom. The younger kids near the fountain could feel the fresh sprinkles of the water on their faces. Everywhere Jane looked, there were science displays that was teaching the younger kids about different aspects in science, such as Frozen Shadow, Gravitanium or Jellyfish Vortex. Moving her eyes upwards she saw multiple rooms on each floor labelled with things like, 'Wonder-Works', 'Awesome Earth' or 'Perception Deception'. She could only see three floors and beyond that was the ceiling. The other floors were probably above that ceiling.

"Woah..ok. This isn't what I expected it but this place is amazing. It's a like a freakin science museum." She heard Sanchaz say beside her. Jane had to agree with her partner. This place was really amazing and colourful.

"Oh wait, did i mention it was also a small science museum for the younger kids?" Benji squeaked out as he realised he hadn't informed the team about the little display for families and kids.

"And you're telling us this now?!" Ethan yelled. "It must be full of kids and families."

"Sorry" Benji said. Jane smiled a bit. Kids and families aren't that bad. Ethan can't just handle kids.

"Dude, you should totally check this place out. All the sciency and techy stuff here is awesome!" Sanchaz said happily in her ear piece.

"Focus on your target Sanchaz." She heard Godric reply. Jane saw how Sanchaz poked her tongue out in annoyance. Looks like agent Goric hadn't noticed the beauty of this place. Godric was always so strict. She patted her partner in sympathy.

"Don't worry, maybe if we get time we can steal a few trips to those rooms up there." Jane said as she pointed to the rooms above. Her partner's eyes lit up in excitement. Jane herself wanted to see the cool displays in here. Smiling at Sanchaz, she pulled her towards the customer desk to collect their passes.

After acquiring the passes, both the ladies focused on their missions. They had to get access to the upper levels and scout the building to confirm their suspicions. After walking around a bit, they noticed that all the staff members at various science displays looked quiet young. The one stood out was a girl named 'Katie' who looked about 19. She was explaining the younger crowd about water consumption. She had a display behind her that contained various machines made to circulate water. For example it had a big pond in a glass cage and to the side there was a mini Hoover Dam setup and on the top, there was a circular Ferris wheel with small buckets instead that was rotating while scooping up the water in the pond before supplying it to a mini farm set up. There was also a lightning machine that was spurting out bolts of lightning every few seconds. Jane guessed it was all part of the display.

Everything about that girl was normal except the badge that Sanchaz noticed. It had the same bird symbol embedded on the side like on the badges they found on Fitz & Simmons. Now that they looked a little closely they noticed a familiar looking tablet lying beside the display on the table full of papers. Both the agent's eyes moved around the hall at other staff members near the displays. They all had the same bird badge pinned to their shirt and a tablet in their hands. Realisation hit them. All the staff members were part of SHIELD.

"Hey Ethan. I think I finally found out why we never got our hands on those internship." Jane said in her ear piece.

"Why?" Ethan's voice came through.

"Every staff member in here has the same SHIELD badge we found on those two kids. They all look young and have the same tablets. They're all part of SHIELD. Every single one of them. No wonder we never found a link. All the interns are the SHIELD agents who are also the staff members in here." Jane replied.

"But they're so young, Jane. I don't think they're agents. Maybe they could be new recruits or still in training. Not just for fighting but maybe in the fields of science and technology. Remember all those high tech stuff that SHIELD has?" Sanchaz whispered beside her.

"Maybe."

"I think she's right Jane. SHIELD must have great minds in order to produce all those high tech stuff we've faced so far. I just can't imagine why IMF don't have any." Benji said.

"We do! We have the best scientists." Crabb's stubborn voice came through.

"Yeah... You might wanna rethink on that Crabb. They can't even solve the gun problem." Benji scoffed.

"By the look of this museum I don't think our scientist could actually produce all this. I wonder why they call themselves the Great Ones." Sanchaz continued. "The world had definitely became more advanced in technology and science. I'm not saying the current scientist in IMF are bad but they should definitely think about recruiting new minds."

"But-"

"ENOUGH!" Godric yelled in their ear pieces. Everyone covered their ears at his loud voice. "Stop it. We're not comparing SHIELD with IMF. Sanchaz, Jane, stop sight seeing and get on with your jobs! We need all the Intel we can get. If I hear one more word about this stupid museum, I'll pull both of you off this case, and as for Benji, Crabb, focus on your monitoring duties. We need all our exit points clear, so get back to work!" With that the coms went on silence.

Taking a deep breadth, Jane stirred Sanchaz towards Katie who was making her way towards a small group. The group had four other staff members that were talking quietly. The girl 'Katie' joined the group's conversation as Both the agents following her grabbed a magazine and stood just near enough to be able to hear the conversation.

"Oh god, handling these midgets is a nightmare." A boy said with rusty blonde hair and an American accent. "They nearly blinded me with all that flash from the frozen shadow!" Everyone laughed as they saw the boy rubbing his eyes to get rid of the flash effect.

"Don't worry mate, you'll experience some white spots but in the end you'll be alright." Another boy said who was a little shorter in height.

"Yeah babe, you'll be alright." Katie said as she hooked her arms with the blond boy.

"Why are we even here today? I thought today was our day out?" Some girl said beside Katie.

"Our day out was cancelled. And it'll be like that for the rest of the week."

"Why?" Katie asked.

"Why? Haven't you heard? We're being targeted." One of the boys replied.

"WHAT?!"

"Yup. There are rumours going around about some agency going mental. They're targeting all of us. That's why we received orders to stay inside the building. No-one is allowed outside the FLYER."

Sanchaz nearly growled at the short boy. Jane has a pretty good idea on what 'agency' they're talking about.

"But why would someone target us?" Everyone raised an eye at Katie. ".. I mean, what's that got to do with us? We're not even in the field."

"Don't know but the orders are for everyone." The girl with cherry blonde hair replied. "I just heard the previous batch that went out earlier today came back immediately. Everyone except Fitz and Simmons."

Both Jane and Sanchaz exchanged a look. They recognised the names.

"What happened to them?" Katie asked.

"No-one knows but they're in their labs. I haven't exactly went back up yet. They're keeping us busy in here. I have no idea about what's going on except that someone was attacked in Peru earlier today. I think they're were some casualties too. Not sure but definitely some kind of fighting."

"What fighting?"

"I don't know Katie."

"Geez, you ask lot of questions." The shorter boy said.

"We don't know because we don't have the clearance. Only Fitz and Simmons can tell us now."

"Yeah, if they decide to share it." The blonde boy scoffed. "They're not exactly the people who break rules. No offence, I like them, but they're too goody goody shoes."

"I don't believe that." Katie said mysteriously. Jane could detect humour in her voice. "They may act as goody goody shoes but they're not. Those two are cunning and troublemakers. Not publicly but secretly."

"Oh really?"

"Yup."

"And how do you know that?"

"Cause I just know," Katie replied cryptically. Jane could tell this girl knew the reason but wouldn't say it.

"You've seen them doing something haven't you?" The blonde boy accused.

"Maybe."

"Tell us."

"Sorry, it's classified. I guess you just have to find out yourself." Everyone in the group groaned at the lack of information.

Just then some girl with blue streaks ran up to their group. The girl bumped into Jane but didn't notice it.

"Guys!" She yelled excitedly as she reached her friends. "Guess who's here in this building right now?"

"Woah girl, calm down. Who's here?"

"The one and only The Black Widow!" She said again, loudly as her blue streaked hair whipped from one end to another.

"wait, wait. You mean THE Black Widow?" The shorter boy confirmed. The girl nodded.

Behind them both Jane and Sanchaz looked at each other. Black widow is in this building.. Means they're in the right place.

"Oh my god, this is amazing. But why is she here?"

"I don't know. I just heard Weaver talking about her. Maybe we could meet her?" The girl hoped. "I just love her fighting style."

"We could unless- Oh shit!" Katie said as her eyes widened. "Guys, Look, it's Weaver! She's coming this way. Run to your positions!" She yelled as everyone in the group scurried away back to their displays.

Jane turned her head to this 'Weaver' lady who luckily passed them without a glance.

"Well, that's a lot to take in." Sanchaz said after few minutes. These kids doesn't know much but atleast the black widow is in this building which confirms that maybe this building is SHILD's base."

"It's not enough, we need more proof. And definitely more Intel." Jane said beside her. "Come on."

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Clint Barton stuffed his face in his hands. His fingers rubbed his wet cheek as he thought about Natasha. He wasn't embarrassed to admit that he was crying. He nearly lost her today. He felt the guilt of shouting at her. His reasons at some point were correct, but Natasha's ignorance always made him lash out. He pulled out his golden chain which had his engagement and wedding rings. He fingered the bands as he thought about Natasha's reason. She didn't want him to worry, that's why she lied about her injuries. But She doesn't know that her husband worries every moment about her. Even if she comes with no injuries at all. There hasn't been a day that Natasha hasn't come back from a mission with few scratches. The idea of Natasha being dead scares him a lot. After all the stuff that happened between them, he didn't want to loose Natasha again. Nor does she. Both of them had changed themselves for each other. They've been through stuff that no couple should have. Stuff that turned them into somewhat normal humans than the ruthless monsters they were before. They sleep together whenever they have the chance. He can't bear to stay away from her. She's the only one keeping him sane right now. She's the only one who's keeping the monster inside him trapped. Only she has the ability to tame him. He can't imagine what he would do without her. Every killer needs an anchor to keep them at bay. She's his anchor.

Her red locks and soft hands calms him down whenever he touches them. It gives him a hope to live on.. For her. Her strawberry scent was a drug to him. Even when he was undercover at IMF, he met with her every few days to make sure she's alive and well. They would spend their free time cuddling and pillow talking. Sometimes she would have injuries after missions and she wouldn't tell him. But he knew every inch of her. They were like one soul and two bodies. Sounds sappy but it's true. They know everything about each other. Clint would always clean the wounds up before bandaging them. Sometimes she would resist and Clint would threaten her to tie her down. His threats worked on many occasions but other days they didn't. In the end she ends up being tied to the bed fuming in anger while he gets the first aid box. To be honest she's very strong and was easily escapable so Clint always had to use kisses as a distraction. It always works on her. Plus his years of archery has made him very strong. He smirked as he thought about the control he has over her and vice versa.

And now after all that he's angry with her. She pushed him too far today. Risking her life like that. The loss of her could have turned him back to the same assassin he was before. He doesn't wanna be that cold-hearted killing machine again. He may act like one right now infront of others but in reality he's changed a lot. He didn't receive the name 'Hawkeye' for no reason after all. He'll probably stay angry until she's fully healed. That would be enough time for his anger to disappear, hopefully. He knew he wasn't ready to go back yet, so he stayed at the roof top as he tried to clear his head. In just a matter of few days everything has changed. He was glad that he was back with Natasha and working with SHIELD again but he was also sad about his IMF team. He had worked over 2 years with them and 4 years in total with IMF. They must hate him now. He didn't exactly explained himself when he left. He had a bad feeling that he'll have to face them soon enough. Very soon to be honest. It was just a gut feeling.

That's when he received a message from Coulson. His handler wanted to spar with him. Maybe sparring might help him get all the heat out. Phil is soooooo going regret his decision today. So with a last look at the view of Mexico, he made his way back inside the building.

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Agent Ethan Hunt can handle anything. Jumping off buildings, climbing, getting shot, dealing with assassins, Betrayal.. Anything... Except Kids. Kids that are so happy and cheerful. Kids that whine and throw tantrums. Kids that cry while screaming at the same time. And that's what this kid was doing to him. The chubby kid with his yellow Yankee cap Clutched on to Ethan's leg and no matter what Ethan does, the kid wont loose his grip. Ethan could see a little smirk forming on the boy's face as he whined and cried loudly drawing attention of others.

In his annoyance and anger, Ethan had nearly kicked the stupid kid's face. He tried to claw the small fingers off his leg but the mean boy digged his nails in Ethan's leg a little harder before smirking again. Where's Godric when I need him? Ethan thought as he looked around for his partner. He spotted his dark hair partner laughing at him, standing few paces away from the scene. Ethan glared at Godric and signalled him to help him. Godric ignored his glares before going in another fit of laughter as the kid had let out a loud sound of a horrible gas. Ethan covered his face with his hand as the kid just smiled at him innocently. Other tourist around him moved away from them in order to avoid the smell. Godric was literally on the floor now.

"Get off me!" Ethan screeched as he used his right hand to free his leg and left hand to cover his nose from inhaling the horrible smell.

"Noooooooo.." The boy screamed. "I want my Mummy! MOMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYY!" He started to pinch Ethan's leg. The super spy never thought that he'd ever meet a kid like this. He and Godric had managed to enter the building as cleaners and were scouting the museum for Jane & Sanchaz when this annoying kid stumbled in Ethan. The small boy had a ice-cream in his hands which was now lying on the floor due to the head on hit with Ethan. Since Ethan destroyed his ice-cream, the boy was out for his blood. He hadn't let go of Ethan's leg and had screamed for his mummy. Godric on the other hand was staying out of the tantrum zone. Whiny kids are not to be messed with.

"MOMMMMMMYYYYYY! AHHHHHHH!" The boy wailed. Others around them were pointing and whispering. Ethan tried every little trick to get the kid off him but they all failed. That's when he saw a huge female body running towards him. At first he thought she was going to crash into him and he'd be squashed like a pancake but thankfully she didn't.

"Honey.." She screamed as she launched herself at the chubby kid who finally let go of his leg and hugged his mother. Atleast that's what Ethan thought her to be.

"Oh honey.. Are you ok?" She kissed him all over his face before glancing at Ethan who was fixing his cleaner's uniform. "Did this man hurt you, sweetheart? Did he say anything?" Ethan suddenly looked up at the round women. How could she even think that he would hurt her brat of a son?

The kid just cried and whined pointing towards his melted ice-cream on the floor. The women looked at it before giving Ethan a loud slap. Godric had to cover his mouth to hold his laughter.

The slapped agent rubbed his red cheek as he looked at the women in shock.

"How dare you do this to a little boy?" She screeched. "You dropped a little boy's ice-cream. You made him cry. You should be ashamed of yourself!" Others around them were glaring at Ethan. They could hear everything even thought they're standing quite far from them due to the smell. The bratty kid was watching the whole exchange. He smirked at Ethan as his mother slapped Ethan the second time.

"I'll report you as soon as I find your manager. You mark my words, you'll pay for this." She screamed before leaving the area with her chubby kid in her arms. Ethan just looked on at the walking women as the kid sticked his tongue out at him. Godric, who was on the floor by now casually walked towards his partner with a innocent face.

"Oh god, get yourself clean, Hunt. You smell like poop." He said sheepishly while making motions with his hand. "You're an agent. Act like one." Ethan glared at his laughing partner. He flipped a finger at him before walking off.

After nearly 10 minutes of wondering, Godric was finally able to contain his laugher. He had been going into laughing fits whenever his eyes met with Ethan. His partner simply glared at him before looking at the child-like science museum. Ethan was going to kill Benji for not telling about this science show before.

As they reached their targeted place, Ethan pulled out a stolen ID Card that he swiped at the locked door. The light turned green before they heard the lock click. Pushing the handle down, they slipped into the next room with ease. The plain room filled with cleaning equipments and other cleaners was a large room made for cleaners who worked on the higher levels of this building. The IMF agents had to steal their shift manager's ID card in order to come here.

"There are some nasty spills up in the science labs. Both of you, now." A skinny man in a tie barked at the two IMF agents. Taking the opportunity, they grabbed a trolley for chemical spills before stepping into the small elevator. Ethan looked at the number panel, to see level 52 digitalised.

"Now, remember, straight to the labs. No wondering off unless you wanna get arrested or worst killed. Take this. If someone asks you, just show them this card. Those upper floors are restricted so be careful." The skinny man said again as he handed a yellow card to both Ethan and Godric. It had a SHIELD logo on it and a small barcode. As soon as the ground floor was out of their sight, they quickly got their guns ready and tucked them at arm reach, hidden from view.

The doors of the elevator opened to a brightly lit corridor. It had a modernised professional look to it. The walls were dark in colour and the floor was light. There were large glass windows that gave them the view of different rooms. They pushed their cleaning trolley further down the corridor before meeting up with a large sign. It had arrows pointing in different directions. Instead of following the arrows to the science labs, They entered the corridor on their right. They didn't know where it goes as the large sign said nothing about it. The corridor was shaped in a Triangular form. The whole corridor has glass windows as its wall. Ethan could see the view of two floors beneath theirs. Railing to one side and rooms to other. Ethan looked down the railing to find 2 more floor having the same opening. The railings formed a large triangle within the 5 floors. Inside the triangle was nothing. It was like a small foyer. They moved further down the corridor following the railings and were about to separate to look for more clues when they heard footsteps coming from behind them. Panicking, Both the agents looked around for a hiding spot. All the doors nearby were locked. It was at the end when they were able to enter in one of the small lounge rooms. The room had colourful couches, bean bags and pillows lying around. Few study tables with computers and a stack of laptops on the right shelf. It also had 3 large screens hanging on the walls. It looked like a play room to Ethan. Unknown to them, this room was actually one of the study rooms for the advanced SHIELD Cadets that came here for experience. They liked colours. Since they're all in the FLYER museum downstairs, all the rooms were empty. Unfortunately for the IMF agents, the steady footsteps they heard were actually heading towards the same room. Few seconds later, the double doors opened again and 3 people came in.

Ethan who was hiding behind one of the couches towards the back, spied on the new arrivals. To his and Godric's disappointment, the new arrivals were actually the two SHIELD kids they caught early this morning. The third one was a dark-skinned lady who was wearing a grey business suit with sharp, black high office heels. Her hair was tied in a tight bun and she held a Starbucks coffee cup in her hands. Even the two teens had the same cups in their hands.

Both of the IMF agents saw how the business lady got up and locked the door. She punched in a code, making the room secure.

"Now, tell me everything from beginning to end." The women said. "One by one. No over talking each other." She added as she saw the two cadets overlapping each other's words.

"Ok. We were in the museum when they caught us." Fitz started.

"We somehow got separated from the main group." Simmons interrupted her best friend/ partner. The lady raised an eye-brow at Simmon's words. "Ok, fine. We sneaked away from the batch so we could explore the museum more. I mean the whole place is so fascinating. With its artefact and history, it's impossible to not to wonder, Agent Weaver. It was our only chance to use the time wisely at the museum. Who knows when we will back here." Simmons babbled on. The lady who was called Agent Weaver smiled at her Cadet, Simmon's, love of science and history. On the other hand, Godric's (who was hidden beside Ethan) and Ethan's ears perked up at the mention of 'Agent'.

Fitz also agreed with his best friend. Agent Weaver motioned them to continue.

"So they caught us after we were separated and took us to this building few miles from here." Fitz continued. "We saw the badges on them and knew it's the Impossible Mission Force. We didn't know why they took us but after they questioned us on SHIELD, I realised they were after the SHIELD agents."

The business lady nodded her head as she spoke. "Yes, Fitz. You remember all the attack reports we got, it was them who was handling the guns. Both of you don't have the clearance to know this but since you were the victims, I lifted the restriction for you guys. The IMF doesn't know what they're up against. According to them, we're the bad guys. We can't tell them anything and they won't stop digging for information. Like others they don't have clearance. Direct orders." She said as she saw her cadets listening closely. Clearance? We don't have the clearance? Why can't we know about them? Why is the government keeping us out of the loop? Is it really the government or SHIELD itself? Ethan thought confusingly.

"If you don't mind me asking Agent Weaver but the IMF we saw was very similar to agencies like CIA. They don't know anything, do they?" Simmons asked. The women nodded.

"You're right, Simmons. They don't. They're just like another CIA for us. Now, what happened next?" The women ended topic. Both Fitz and Simmons were disappointed as their head couldn't give them more Intel. Behind them, the male IMF agents were thinking along the same lines. Ethan thought about what she said. IMF is like CIA? That's impossible. We deal with far more dangerous assignments. Our missions are international and world saving. We do the impossible. How could they compare us to CIA? Not to brag, but CIA to IMF is like a mini everyday police force that deals with various murder cases. Just like FBI. They don't even know what they're doing half the time. It's a clean up crew for IMF. Sometimes CIA can get on their nerves but still.

Ethan was still musing about the comparison while Godric's face was a little red.

"Then, we were interrogated by these two agents. I think one of the Agent's name was Theo. I don't know about the other one but 'Theo' was definitely one. The lady kept saying his name when he tried to shoot us." Fitz said. Godric cursed under his breadth while Ethan remembered how Jane and him were pulling Godric out of the interrogation room.

"He tried to shoot you?" The Weaver lady asked.

"Uhh.. Yeah. I kind of got him angry. But he was being a total bitch." Fitz replied suddenly in his cute Irish accent. Both the female agents noticed Fitz's language. Godric on the hand felt like strangling the kid.

"Fitz." Simmons warned.

"Sorry."

Agent weaver didn't question them on the matter. It looked like something personal to her. So she told Simmons to continue.

"After that they asked us question about our relations to SHIELD. But we kept denying and then in the end they left us alone in the room. Later on, a red-head agent unlocked our handcuffs and we were then pushed into the Quinjet to avoid the firing." Simmons said. "How's is she?" She asked again.

Agent weaver looked up at Simmon's worried eyes. "She's fine. Out of danger. But Agent Barton is not happy. Try to avoid him if you see him. And don't ask him any questions about this. Is that clear?" Both cadets nodded their heads. After few minutes of silence, Fitz finally asked the question.

"That was the Black Widow, wasn't it? The red-head agent?" He asked in excitement. Simmons also looked up at her head for confirmation. Agent Weaver smiled at them. She could at least tell them the name of their saviour. Coulson wouldn't mind.

"Yes."

Both the cadets shrieked in delight. They didn't care that she came from a terrorist background. I fact no-one at the academy cared. All they cared about what she had done in present to be known as one of SHIELD's best.

The IMF agents in the room scowled at this. They had no idea why the teens were so excited about a killer.

"Now, go to your rooms and I'll record the brief on the files. Go." She said as she unlocked the door. "But remember no speaking of this. Ever. It's classified." Both the cadets threw their empty coffee cups in the bin and bolted out of the room. But Fitz's stopped midway and looked at the tall women.

"Agent Weaver, what about our prototype? It's still in the IMF building. We weren't even finished with it. It took us an year to make that. It was for our coming assessment." Fitz asked worriedly. Ethan remember the blue gun that the widow has used on them. He cant believe that the creator of that long knockout gun was these two teens. It's so advanced. How can young minds like them could think of this when the big & bright IMF scientists couldn't even identify what it was?

"Don't worry, Fitz. You're prototype was a success. It knocked out 15 people. You're serum worked. The black widow herself told me this. She's impressed with your work. Both of you don't have to worry about the assessment. You both aced it with flying colours. Congratulations Cadets. You guys will be great agents and scientists in the future. I can already see it." Agent weaved replied with a smile. She was really impressed. FitzSimmons smiled at each other happily. They're work finally paid off. "Try and make a new one with more powerful effects. Maybe stabilisation on higher intensity if possible?"

Both the kid nodded as their head begin to fill with ideas.

"It's called the 'night night gun'." Fitz piped up.

"No. We're not calling that, Fitz." Simmons interfered.

"What! But why?"

"Because the name is really stupid."

"It's the best name!"

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"It's not."

"It is."

"STOP IT! Back to the labs. You can discuss it over there." Agent Weaver said as she saw FitzSimmons still bickering about the name. She shook her hand at their antics. They never change.

"But since IMF has the prototype, wouldn't they figure it out?" Fitz asked again.

"Trust me, Fitz. They won't be able to analyse anything except that it knocks people out. They don't have you two." The women replied with a smile. Fitz smiled before following Simmmons.

With that, she left the room, allowing the IMF agents to come out their hiding spots.

"Did you see the way she said her last sentence. It was like she was implying that IMF is a dumb agency. What does she think of herself? Just because they own the highest scraper in Mexico, they think they can out rule IMF. " Godric growled out. "I still don't get how those two midgets build that gun."

"Me neither." Was Ethan's only response.

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"Katie, this prank is going to be apically awesome. I can't wait for Mack to fall for this. He's going to be sooo angry at us." Agent Bobby Morse whispered as she laughed and completed the last bit of the prank. Katie, the young cadet was crouching beside her mentor, as she tied the wire to the nail.

"Angry? Forget angry, I'm waiting for the part when he'll be embarrassed infront of all these people." Katie said while pointing towards the families in the museum. "Stuck in all that green goo up there. It will be a perfect revenge for daubing on me the other day." She pointed towards the 3 large buckets full of green goo hanging in the middle of the foyer on the ground floor. To others the buckets will seem like a decoration equipment in the museum but in reality it's their weapon.

Bobby laughed as she saw the cadet giggling. "That'll be hilarious."

"This will be the best prank of the year." Katie said happily. "I hope the goo catches other agents too."

"Maybe it will. We can bring all the cadets underneath it while the families and tourists are outside of the dropping zone." Bobby suggested. Katie smiled at the idea. They quickly cleaned their tracks and headed to the cleaning closet to grab a cloth for their sticky hands.

"Hopefully, it will cheer up others. You know, after the number of attacks, I think we could all use some humour." Bobby mused. She saw how Agent Barton was shaken up after he saw Agent Romanavoff covered in injuries. They had came back to FLYER as soon as possible. Bobby doesn't know if the red-head agent is out of danger or not but by the looks of Barton's face, she seemed pretty bad.

"You're right." As they walked, bobby noticed a chubby kid licking his ice-cream with his grubby hands. He had a yellow Yankee cap on his head and a round face that was covered with melted ice-cream. She felt disgusted at the boy.

"Eww.. Look at that kid, he could use some laps around the building. Does he have any manners?" Bobby said aloud. Katie turned her head towards the kid. She rubbed her nose in disgust.

"Probably not." She looked behind the kid to see a round lady complaining about a cleaner to Seth.

"Haha. Seth is soo stuck with her." Katie laughed as she saw her friend rubbing his forehead in annoyance while trying to calm the lady who was fuming in anger. "I feel sorry for the cleaner. Seth is going to eat him alive."

Reaching the closet, bobby pushed the hand down only to find it locked.

"Damn it, it's locked."

"Oh please, nothing is locked in this world. Here, move." Katie said as she pulled out hair pin. Using the oldest trick in the book, she unlocked the door in the span of 3 minutes.

"It's really time consuming, but it always works. Besides we designed all the public floors with these types locks so in case if an outside gets locked inside accidentally, we can easily open it, without any fuss."

"It's fine here, but up their, the only way you can get out is if you have a ID card or small lock bombs." Bobby said while pointing towards the SHIELD floors.

"Yeah, well, those floors are restricted so therefore more security."

As soon as they opened the door, the first thing they saw was two people tied up and wiggling.

"Oh my god!" Katie screeched as she recognised the two people. They were her friends Daisy and Blaire. "Guys, oh my god. Who did this to you?" Both Katie and Bobby untied the two girls, before closing the closet's door. They didn't want any outsiders to see the situation at hand.

"I don't know their names." Daisy breathed her words out while holding her head. "It was two people. One of them lured us in here by telling us that her friend was sick. And we came here to help her when they attacked us."

"They stole our cloths, our ID cards and badges." Blaire added. "The girl I was tending too had a gun tucked in her jeans. It was then she knocked me out." Katie looked at Bobby for help. But Bobby was already contacting Coulson through her Ear-Com. Since she did a rescue mission on his orders this morning, the connection was still connected.

"Sir, we have a situation here, could you please come to the ground floor? Third cleaning closet."

"Is it worth it?"

"Yes, two of our cadets are compromised. I think you were right, the IMF is in the building."

"Copy that. 5 minutes."

Agent Coulson had notified Bobby of his suspicions of IMF agents earlier today. He suspected they would figure out that this building is a SHIELD base. And would try to intrude to collect Intel. Looks like his predictions were right after all. It was time to execute their plan.

No more than 5 minutes, agent Coulson entered the closet. He looked at the three cadets before looking up at Bobby.

"You three, head to the safe room. You are to stay there until I give you further notice. Don't speak of this to anyone. Don't warn anyone about this intrusion. I need you to be quiet about this. Go now. And take this. It will allow you access to the room." Coulson barked at the scared cadets while handing them a green card. Katie motioned her friends to follow her while she gave a pointed look to Bobby. Fill me up later. Bobby nodded her head in response before closing the door as soon as the last cadet was out of the closet. She looked up at Coulson's hard face.

"You know what to do, Agent Morse." Bobby nodded. Coulson had enlightened her on his plan few hours ago. Her and Coulson are the only ones who knows about this. Others involvement might change the course. They need everyone to act natural.

"Here, take this phone. The three red dots are the IMF agents roaming around in this building. It's the ID cards they're using that's tracking them. I want you to keep this intrusion quiet until the IMF knows all the information they need to know. Trip the alarm when you're sure they know the required Intel. No less no more. That's all I ask." Bobby nodded again.

"And when they're cover is blown, help them escape but do it secretly. Got it?"

"Yes, sir."

"Ok, you follow this red dot on the top floors. I'm sure it's more than one so be careful. They're heading towards the communication rooms, so Help them find the real Intel before tripping the alarm. I'll follow the other two dots who are heading up to the training rooms." Bobby nodded her head again before leaving the closet.

Releasing a sigh, Coulson pulled his own phone out. It's time for some sparring lessons with Clint.

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"Benji, do you think you can hack their system?" Ethan asked through his Ear-Com.

"Uhh.. Maybe. Just plug in the USB." The technologist said as he activated the signal. Ethan who had the USB tucked in his pocket, pulled it out and looked for a USB port in these Rudy screens. Finding a large hub on the side table, he plugged in the drive as Both He and Godric waited for Benji to do his work.

After their encounter with the teenage kids, they had wondered back into the corridor to collect more solid proof about SHIELD. That's when they stumbled upon on a large room that had multiple black screens attached on to the walls. Not only that, there were clear glass screens on each desk station and some were just connected in various places around the room. The IMF agents had no idea why SHIELD would have large chunk of glass slates hanging from their ceilings and walls.

The black screens on the wall had a 3D SHIELD logo rotating in circles. The image looked so 3D that at first they thought it was real. It was later on when The agents tried to touch it, they realised that it's a normal computer glass screen embedded in the blue walls of the room. The odd thing was it had no wires or no way of navigating. All in all, These advanced technology was new for IMF. They had never seen anything like this before.

As all the screens were lit with SHIELD logos, Ethan walked to a corner where he found three large clear glass screens connected in a curve facing towards him. That corner was a raised platform than others. The other stations were lined up in a circle starting from the Middle. Each station consists of computer screens and clear glass tables. There was no mouse or anything to navigate them. Feeling useless at all the hanging glass, He tried to touch one of the glass screens infront of him only to be surprised as all the screens in the large room came to live.

"Holy shit!" Godric whispered as he had stepped a few paces behind in shock. They were definitely not excepting that.

Unknown to them, right outside their room, Agent Morse was hiding behind a dark wall while handling a mini notebook (laptop) in her hands as she typed the access codes. She tracked the IMF's hacking signal and got hold of it. She turned the controls of the hacking network to herself so she could crack the encryptions without letting IMF do anything. She made sure that her tracks are untraceable and she sealed every other files on SHIELD's network except 'Operation Mongoose'. She made sure that whoever was IMF's techie wouldn't be able to access anything else except the selected file. Soon the codes granted her access to the op and she connected it to IMF's hacking signal. Let's just hope no-one contacts Coulson through his account. The access she's allowing IMF to see is Coulson's. Any new messages or news that comes is operated through here. She released the hold as the system loaded up.

"Ethan, I'm in." Benji responded in a loud voice through the Ear-Com. Ethan was sitting on the floor suddenly got up and went to the screens. It had series of things visible in some sort of blue glow.

"This quickly?"

"Yes. I know. I'm surprised too. But I was somehow able to enter the network. I guess they had the same encryptions that they had on Brandt's file." Godric who was beside Ethan looked around for a device to navigate. He was surprised when his hand had accidentally touched one of the screens only to find the screen responding to his touch as the contents displaying on the glass screen had moved. Exchanging a look with Ethan, he swiped his hand on the screen to meet with series of headings.

"They have lot of files, Ethan. They all need some kind of code to unlock." Benji repeated. On the three- screen set there were multiple files of different logos. Different ops. Different agencies. It's never ending. The whole room had lit up with these files, except the large screen at the front which had a 3D SHIELD logo levitating with its full form written around the bird. Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.

"What the hell does that even mean?" Benji blurted out.

Ethan, who had finally got the hang of these interactive screens, looked through the many ops and found them very weird and different. There symbols were the only things that he could analyse. There was one with a blue cube, a red robot, one with just letter 'A', a flying helicopter thing with four fans on its corners and many others. He even managed to locate a FBI symbol too.

"I have no idea what half of these files even mean." Benji whispered. "But look at the words on the bottom Ethan." Ethan who followed his friend's advice looked at the bottom of the screen.

Operated by Agent Phil Coulson.

Godric who was now skimming through the screen, suddenly spotted IMF's symbol on one of the files. He taped his finger on the Op. It stretched out and opened up into a new window on their glass screen to their right. Since the glass was clear, all content was see through, which made it easier for the agents to keep a clear view of the front door.

Operation Mongoose

Objective: Locate and eliminate all Hydra sleepers in IMF.

Operation Head: Agent Phil Coulson

Undercover Agent: Clint F. Barton

And from then on, the whole screen was filled up with different files. There was files on Brandt's cover story, HYDRA's history with IMF, Eliminated sleepers, Clearance level guide, and SHIELD's previous ops with IMF.

It came as a big shock to the IMF agents that they're agency maybe at the point of dis-mantling. That it was filled with world war two nazis group called HYDRA. Eager to know more about the Cold Nazis group (Hydra), Ethan navigated through the file of HYDRA's history with IMF.

"Oh my god, could this be true? HYDRA inside IMF? A mole?" Benji exclaimed over the Com.

"Not just a mole, Agent Dunn. A whole bunch of them." Godric said as he scrolled through the Hydra's sleepers file on the other screen. It had names of people who are already dead and were involved with HYDRA before death. They even saw Agent Goyle's name on it.

"But we never heard of this before. It never came out." Ethan said confusingly. He scrolled threw all the evidence that indicates that IMF has been compromised. "How is this possible? The secretary would have told us something about it."

"Maybe, he doesn't know." Benji suggested.

"This still doesn't prove anything good about SHIELD." Godric said.

"But agent Theo, if this Hydra is real and is in IMF, that means we're in big trouble. Especially looking at the size of all deceased hydra agents. SHIELD may not be a good agency but it's helping us from the beginning. And we were too obsessed with ourselves to notice this." Benji replied in his ear-com. They were still unsure on what to trust. The whole thing seemed so far fetched that it was hard to believe. None the less, Ethan ordered Benji to copy the files for safe keeping. Unfortunately, agent Morse who was outside the room stopped Benji from copying the files. She was only meant to show them, not copy them. That way, they'll believe the facts and do their own research.

"It's not working. It's not allowing me to do anything." Ethan eyed the screen in confusion.

"Why?"

"I don't know. I've already unlocked the file then why isn't it letting me copy it?"

"Then leave it. We already got enough info on HYDRA." Godric said as he took some snapshots of some of the pages. Agent morse cursed under her breadth as she saw the IMF agent taking photos of the screen.

"Ok, but we still have nothing on SHIELD except that it harbours the bad guys and has a government building as its base. I'm not even sure if this building comes under a base. It's more like a headquarter. We're still at the beginning." Benji babbled. While Ethan looked around the room to see if there's anything that could help them understand SHIELD, Godric closed the IMF window and looked through other headings on the screen. Tapping on Couslon's image, a red window opened up with Coulson's image and his name. He tried to access more info on him but found himself facing at a red box that had 'Access Denied' written over it.

He went back to the main screen to look at other features. Meanwhile, Ethan was checking every cupboard he could find. He found various computer chips and tablets. He couldn't find any papers in this room. Not even a single one. Looks like everything was electronically registered. Giving up, he went back to Godric who had tapped on most of the files and all he got was 'ACCESS DENIED'.

"What the hell? Benji, can't you try hacking in them?" Godric said in frustration.

"I tried, but nothing is working. The whole network is secure. I'm not even sure how I managed to open this file." Bobby smiled to herself as she saw the failed attempts of IMF agents to access the files. There is no way that can get you inside those files, boys. Better luck next time.

That's when a message popped up on her screen. Agent hill calling... Bobby cursed as she saw the call. Damn it, why did she had to call now? Coulson's going to kill me. She tried to end the call but unfortunately for her, Godric had already picked up the call. A face appeared on the big screen at the front as Ethan quickly turned the camera off. It's was a women with blue eyes and dark brown hair cropped to her shoulders. The agents could see a green high-neck woollen top and small Earrings dangling from her ears. She had anger written all over her face.

"COULSON! What the fuck is this?" She screamed with full force as she held up a green file. "Why is bloody IMF still onto us?" Both the IMF agents looked at each other in surprise.

She was about to say more but stopped in between as she squinted her eyes at the screen. "Why is your cam off, Coulson?" She asked as she pressed few keys to check the connection. After few seconds her anger got the best of her. "Fine, if you don't have the guts to show me your face then get one thing straight, Coulson. You promised that you would end this IMF issue ASAP. I took your words against that Sitwell and gave you time to sort this out. Your nearly half way through your 48hrs time period, and I haven't seen any improvement yet. Instead I'm still getting reports of attacks. And what was that happened this morning? Oh yes, two of our own getting caught by the Impossible mission bloody force. And They weren't even agents, they were KIDS! Kids, Coulson. How could IMF take in kids like that? How did they even get them in the first place?" She continued as she was still fuming in anger. Ethan and Godric starred at the strange lady in shock while Bobby tried to cut the call but Hill wasn't letting the connection loose. The deputy director of SHIELD knew her way around technology more than Bobby.

"Look Coulson, I know your trying to save your friend's agency but you can't risk your own agents for this. If the IMF is not taking any hints then there is nothing you can do about this. They're a secret intelligence agency for god's sake! They should be able to locate danger within their own. But all they do is act like brats. I heard what happened with Romanavoff. Do you have any idea how Barton is going to react? He may not be saying anything but I'm sure he'll go on a killing spree soon. That IMF secretary is the world's biggest Idiot I've ever seen. He has no idea what he's up against. I won't let him kill my agents like that, not that he's killed any, but still. If that bloody secretary is not ready to accept SHIELD as a good agency then he can go to hell. We have more important stuff to do than helping IMF from hydrating. I'm warning you Coulson. You have one more day to fix this. If they still hadn't stopped firing, I'm going to interfere. And you very well know, if I interfere, I'll bring the whole IMF down. It wouldn't even take me a minute to dissolve IMF! So fix this, before they are doomed." She said. "And Agent May will be reaching the FLYER in few hours. Tell her she's needed at the TRISKELION, here in 4 days. Fury has a job for her." She added before she finally ended the call, to Bobby's relief. It was after few seconds of silence when Godric finally growled. Both the IMF agents were angry at all the bad things they heard about their agency. True, They had new Intel on SHIELD but they were left with many un-answered questions. Such as why Coulson wanted to help them? Or why SHIELD wants to help them? Why did this lady said that she could bring the whole IMF down in seconds? What power does she have? Or that they have more bases around the world, or who's Romanavoff? And why would Barton be angry? Or who is SHIELD? Are they good or bad?

Still stuck in their train of thoughts, They hadn't noticed a red box with ALERT! written in big red bold writing show up on the screens. It was the ringing of an alarm and the dimming of lights to red that brought them out of their trance like state.

Bobby had finally tripped the alarm before the IMF agents could find anything else more. She was already screwed for Agent Hill's call, at least right now what she could do was make sure they don't find anything else.

"Sorry guys, thats all the time you're going to get." She whispered to herself before closing her notebook and smashing the fire alarm with her elbow causing it to ring. This should work as a distraction. She thought before hiding out of the view as the two panicked IMF agents stumbled out of the Tech lab.

Ethan looked towards the east side of the corridor to see a full SHIELD dispatch team running towards them. With guns. He looked at Godric's wide eyes before shouting one word. "RUN!"