Hello everyone I'm sorry the lengthy time between updates. Given how busy I am this will most likely be the last chapter that is this long. It looks as if I am going to have to shorten the chapters to get them out faster. I swear if I ever do another story I'm going to have the whole thing written before I ever upload the first chapter. I would like to thank everyone for their follows and reviews and fear not people come next chapter a lot of questions are going to be answered.

Well here is chapter 7 I hope you all enjoy

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It was another day at the tower another breakfast, and Steve was once again missing, only this time Romanoff is missing in action as well. All these people not bothering to show up and not even having the decency to call, it was enough to sour the inventors' mood. "First Capsicle all but vanishes from the tower, now it seems his bad behavior has rubbed off on Romanoff. I swear one day I will come in here to an empty table."

Buttering a piece of toast Clint looks at the inventor with a look of exhaustion. "Really Stark? Do you always have to be such a drama queen?"

"Drama queen? Me? Do you realize what goes into these breakfast meals Legolas?" To help emphasize his point the inventor sweeps his hand over the table, as he showcased all the food and drink that was currently laid out on the table.

Everyone currently seated at the table took note of all the food. There were scrambled eggs, toast, biscuits, fruit, oats, pancakes, hash-browns, bacon, various juices, and coffee blends it was the very definition of a spread. It was like this every morning residents of the tower would wake-up and make their way to the dining room. Where this huge amount of food would be waiting on them, always hot and fresh.

"Tony, you do realize that it's entirely too early in the day for this right?" Bruce does his best to reason with the inventor, he knows that Steve's absences have been a source of irritation for the billionaire. At some point though Tony is going to have to come to the realization that he and Steve are polar opposites. The world didn't stop just because they all decided to give this Avenger's business a shot. He had lived here the longest moving in directly after the battle of New York, so he's had the most time to adjust to life with Tony Stark. Before the scientist could offer more words of wisdom, the inventor was calling for J.A.R.V.I.S..

"J get me Capsicle tell him it's an emergency." The inventor was intent on tracking down at least one of the wayward Avenger's.

Natasha and Steve were stretched out in Natasha's bed, Steve had come to her room after arriving back at the tower last night and the two have been together since. The spy had been surprised when the soldier showed up to her quarters. They were normally much more careful especially since she shares a floor with Maria Hill. She had noticed a change in the soldier since the events the night before. He seemed happier, like a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. She figures it probably has to do with the fact that he knows that Barnes is somewhat alright and with Fury. She doesn't know why but the fact that Fury, and Barnes are working together surprises her. It shouldn't come as a surprise at all given how long she had known Fury, and given the circumstances in which she joined S.H.I.E.L.D..

Still she knew that the search for Barnes had been something that had been weighing heavily on Steve. He'd never admitted it out loud, but she was sure that the soldier blamed himself for the fate that had befallen Barnes. While it was clear that he didn't like the fact that his former best friend and boss were now working together it was clear that he was relieved. If the night that the two of them had spent together was any indication, the spy thought that relieved might not be to most accurate word to describe his mood. She actually wished that they could stay like this all the time just the two of them together no Avengers, no HYDRA, no world crisis, and no ghosts from the past. Of course, that's not the life they live, sometimes she wishes that it were, unfortunately the world doesn't stop because they're enjoying being with the one that you care for.

"You know we really should get out of bed and go join the others. I'm sure there is work to be done, besides it seems wrong for me to keep Captain America from his duties." The spy's tone was nothing but playful.

"Forget about duties we can stay in bed for a little while longer."

Natasha's tone became even more playful. "Forgetting about duties, seems I've corrupted Captain America. I guess this means that Russia wins."

Steve laughed at the claim, in part because it was true. From a certain point of view at least. A Russian had conquered his heart after all. "Well I won't be meeting with J.A.R.V.I.S. until after breakfast. Sam doesn't arrive back until this evening. So as far as I'm concerned we can stay here until then."

They were interrupted by J.A.R.V.I.S. before the spy could reply. "Sir I have Mr. Stark he claims that it's an emergency."

The soldier sighed knowing that the peace he and Natasha were enjoying just came to an end. "Alright put him through J.A.R.V.I.S., audio only please."

"Of course, I must warn you sir that Mr. Stark is in one of his moods."

That wasn't exactly what the soldier had wanted to hear, especially this early in the morning. "Thanks for the info J.A.R.V.I.S.."

"Capsicle, we're all here enjoying a spectacular breakfast courtesy of yours truly. Well all of us except for you and Romanoff. Since it will be next to impossible to track her down, and since you're actually here for a change. How about you come and have breakfast with us civilians." The inventor's tone was an odd mix between sincere and sarcastic.

Knowing that the inventor could go on like this endlessly the soldier decided to relent. When suddenly a thought struck him, he turned to look at Natasha. Silently asking the spy a question, and she was quick to nod her consent. "Fine Stark we'll be down in just a bit."

"Just hurry up would you the food will be cold if you wait much longer. I can't believe that you two are working out before breakfast."

The soldier allowed himself a humorous smile, he was the one that everyone thought of as dense. "We're not working out Stark."

"If you two aren't working out, then what could you possibly be doing?"

Before Steve could respond Natasha spoke up. "You're a genius, figure it out. Now goodbye" Just as quick as they had been interrupted the pair were left in peace.

"What are those two up to?" Curiosity was getting the best of the inventor.

It was Pepper that decided to drop the bombshell on the inventor. After all she'd suspected there was more going on with the soldier and spy than either were willing to admit. Only now she had proof, well not solid proof but the executive figured that the look on Stark's face would be worth it. "You know that they've been dating for a little while, now?"

Suddenly everyone at the table became very quiet and all eyes were on the executive. Then the towers other resident genius spoke up. "I was wondering if anyone else knew about those two?"

Now it was Clint's turn to be confused. "Wait how is it the two of you knew, but the rest of us were oblivious?" The archer was good at noticing things, after all you don't earn the codename Hawkeye by missing what's right in front of you. While he wasn't surprised that Natasha had managed to keep this a secret. He was surprised however that Steve had managed to keep this a secret. Although one glance to the head of the table where Tony Stark currently sit pouting, was all the answer the archer needed as to why they had kept this quiet.

It was then that the soldier and spy entered the room chatting with one another. Either oblivious or indifferent to the fact that all eyes in the room were on them. They made their way to the table and took the only two unoccupied chairs at the table. Natasha took a seat next to Clint, while Steve was sitting next to Tony.

A few minutes pass as everyone ate in silence, when finally, the inventor could take no more. "Okay out with it. How long has this been going on? Why didn't you tell anyone?

The soldier was about to respond when he was cut off by Natasha. "Actually, Stark we never said that we weren't going out."

"That's bullshit Romanoff and you know it." The inventor was getting dangerously close to losing his temper, before anyone could attempt to calm the billionaire down he turned his building ire towards the soldier. "What about you aren't you supposed to be all virtue and honesty. When did lying become so natural for you?"

The soldier finished drinking his juice, cleared his throat before responding. "In truth if you had asked I would've fessed up. In all honesty though I wanted to keep it a secret because I didn't want you finding out. Frankly I didn't particularly care to listen to your teasing remarks."

After the soldiers' brutally honest remark the table became so quiet you could hear a fly buzzing. All eyes in the room were on the inventor waiting for the war of words that they were all sure was about to commence. Instead they were all surprised by the huge grin that appeared on the inventors' face. "Teasing me? Obviously, that will come later. Spangles… Capsicle… Steve, kudos men everywhere and some women will cheer your name. I don't say this often, but I'm proud of you."

The soldier shot the inventor a skeptical look. "You are, why?"

"I can't believe that you have to ask me that Spangles. I mean come on you charmed Romanoff right out of her cat suit."

All Steve could do was shake his head at the billionaires' comments. "See Tony this is the sort of thing I was talking about, and it's the very reason I didn't want you to know about Natasha and myself."

The inventor felt a little pang of hurt although he understood where the soldier was coming from, but in this case, he was being sincere. "I'm serious Spangles, I'm happy for you. A little hurt that you carried out this little tryst in secret, but happy all the same. You know Romanoff tried to get me in the sack a few years back."

"What?!"

"I did not."

"Tony that's not how it happened at all and you know it." Steve, Natasha, and Pepper all said in unison.

The spy could see that Steve was clearly confused as this was the first he was hearing about her and Tony. She was annoyed that the inventor would even make such a claim not that she was surprised. At least Pepper had spoken up to clarify the inventors claim. "First off not once while I was undercover did I try to seduce you. Secondly if I had wanted you then I would've had you. Of course, I'm not surprised that you're misremembering you were drunk for most of the time we spent together."

"He was also being an ass for most of that time as well." Pepper couldn't help but to slip that little remark in, just for good measure.

The inventor decided to pout since it seemed everyone was against him. With a fight avoided everyone continued to eat in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company for what felt like the first time in months.

Sam found himself in perhaps the most luxurious waiting area he'd ever been in. The walls were painted a dark shade of blue, with various pictures scattered throughout the room. There were four televisions mounted in each corner, they were all displaying various news stations. In the center of the room was a kiosk where visitors could sign-in. He'd done that once he had arrived, well shown to the room had been more like it. Once he had arrived at the facility he had to check in at the front gate. He'd then been assigned a parking spot, once he got to his assigned spot a woman had been waiting for him.

She had been rather easy on the eyes, not that you would catch him complaining, or looking. She was a little too nice and accommodating though, it wasn't that people couldn't be nice. In this case though she was trying just a little too hard, Sam decided to make a note of it and bring it up to Steve later. It also didn't escape his notice how tight the security here was. There were guards stationed at every entryway, with security stations at every intersection. Each entry had two guards posted, there were six guards at each security station. If that wasn't bad enough he had seen one patrol of eight guards, and there were also cameras everywhere. Then there was the construction of this place, on his trip to the waiting room he had noticed that all the walls were smooth. There were no pillars or outcroppings no form of cover what-so-ever, even the doors he'd seen had been flush with the wall. This place took its security very seriously that much was obvious. Hell, he'd been in military installations that would've been easier to crack then this place. His mental critique of the facility ended when his tour guide entered the room. "Mr. Wilson the director will see you now. Please come with me."

Sam stood up and did as he was instructed, he was led out of the waiting area and back to the security station. The six guards immediately stood at attention with their arrival. He was starting to feel a little uneasy about this meeting, but did his best not to let it show. "Is there a problem?"

His guide answered the question politely. "No not at all. We just need to get you in the system so that you can meet the director."

"Okay. Do I need to sign something?"

"In a manner of speaking yes. I'm going to need you to do exactly as I say." She flashed Sam the sincerest photogenic smile that she could muster.

Sam nodded signifying that he understood. At that moment one of the guards behind the desk placed a tray on the top of the desk. "Please place your phone, wallet, jewelry, and anything metal in this tray. The items will be returned to you on your way out."

Despite how strange he thought the request was Sam complied. He placed his wallet, car keys, watch, phone, and dog tags in the tray.

He was then handed a lanyard with an I.D. badge attached to it. "Please keep this with you while you're on the premises, return it to the guards at the gate on your way out."

Sam took the lanyard and put it around his neck, again thinking about how tight the security was here. "I understand."

His guide smiled at him once he had secured the lanyard around his neck. "Please wait here Mr. Wilson your escort will be here momentarily."

At this point Sam stopped being confused, he'd gone through enough now to figure out what was going on. Rather it was part of their security measures, or because something was going on here off the books. He was certain that they were trying to keep him off balance. He also noticed that his I.D. badge was chipped, meaning that they could most likely track him anywhere in the building he went. Sheesh I doubt even Natasha could break into this place. Knowing her she'd probably consider it a challenge and attempt to do so.

"Mr. Wilson. Hello, my name is Rebecca and I'll be escorting you to the director. If you'd please come with me, the director is excited to speak with you."

Sam was instantly at attention, if she was meant to keep him off balance he didn't mind so much. She was just a little taller than him, with raven hair and a great figure. Well there was no rule against enjoying the scenery while on a mission. The former airman fell in step beside his new guide, although he would've preferred to be walking behind her. "Nice facility you have here, and the security is top notch."

"Thank you, we were shooting for nice when we built the place. In truth, we take security very seriously, good security starts at home so to speak. How can we expect potential clients to take us serious if security at our own offices is lacking? As someone who was part of a special project within the military I'd think that you could appreciate that."

He couldn't argue with her logic, if this was in fact connected with HYDRA. They should all be afraid because this place was a well-oiled machine, and that was just what he'd seen on the surface. "I can actually. Truthfully it was one of the concerns that Steve had in potentially working with a contractor."

This got Rebecca's attention. "I'm surprised that Captain Rogers is interested in working with a private security company."

"Well there was a lot about all of this that's still a foreign concept to him. He understands the need for more personnel especially if something the scale of New York were to happen again." Sam figured this little tidbit wouldn't hurt. After all Steve had voiced this concern to him more than once. He was also concerned about his ability to lie convincingly to a possible HYDRA spy. Natasha was fond of pointing out how bad both he and Steve were at the art of deceit. Frankly he was amazed that Steve has been able to keep this whole investigation under-wraps.

"I understand, I suppose this sort of business wasn't exactly big back in the 40's." As she said this the ding of an arriving elevator interrupting the pairs conversation.

As they boarded the elevator Rebecca keyed in the combination for the top floor. Once the combination was keyed in a computerized voice confirmed their destination as the director's office. Once the elevator begins to move she decided to strike up a bit more conversation. "So, what's Captain Rogers like?"

The former airman smiled to himself, he was surprised that this topic hadn't come up sooner. The women always seemed to have questions about Steve. When he'd first met the famed soldier, he'd thought that he was clueless as to all the flirtations that women sent his way. A few months into their search for Barnes he had learned just how wrong he had been about Steve's ability to pick up on all the signals that women sent his way. "You know all of the things that you've seen and read about Captain America?"

"Yeah, we studied him in school, my father also had some old Captain America films that my grandfather owned. Then of course there was all of the news after he was found in the ice."

Sam wasn't surprised by her answer Steve was famous before he was frozen, he'd only became more famous while he was frozen. Then after S.H.I.E.L.D. found him, and thawed him out he'd reached un-heard of heights of fame. Then came the battle of New York and the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. again Steve's star had risen if that was even possible. Despite his friends' celebrity status, it always amazed him how often people would fail to recognize him when he was out of uniform. When people did recognize him they treated him differently, which was something that he knew his friend hated. "All of that information doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of who Steve Rogers is."

Before his escort could offer up her reply the elevator announced that they were at their stop. The doors opened and Sam was led into a spacious room. The room itself was decorated with various battle and war memorabilia. There was a set of medieval knights' armor on the left of the entryway, and on the right side a feudal shogun armor. There was a world war II era rifle mounted on the wall as well as swords from various cultures. There were also framed pictures from wars all throughout history going all the way back to the crusades. Some were painted, some were black and white, and others had a more modern look to them. There were also televisions all turned to different news stations, some domestic, while others were foreign. There were also no windows in the entire room, the room was also very well lit. At the far end of the room was a large desk, with some comfortable looking chairs positioned in front of the desk. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged man who had raven colored hair that was beginning to gray in places.

As the pair reached the desk the man stood and moved to greet them, once he was in front of the desk he extended his hand to Sam. "Mr. Wilson, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Josh Matthews, I'm the ringmaster of this circus."

Sam shook the other man's hand before returning his greeting. "Thank you for meeting with me Director Matthews, I know that this meeting was made on short notice."

"Please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?" The director gestured to the chairs in front of the desk as he took his seat behind it.

Taking a seat, the former airman decided that some water sounded good. "Thank you, and actually some water sounds good." Instantaneously it seemed a bottle of chilled water appeared in front of him courtesy of Rebecca. Who then promptly excused herself from the meeting.

"So, Mr. Wilson I must admit I was surprised to hear that Captain Rogers was interested in working with a private security firm such as ours." The director got straight to the point he didn't believe in beating around the bush.

Sam had expected the response he and Steve had rehearsed things that Sam was supposed to say during his meeting. The pair had also discussed topics that might come up and what he should do if that happens. "In truth Steve has no experience with private contractors. He was hoping to get some information, I on the other hand have been on the ground with contractors in the past. Since his schedule is so busy, and due to my experience, I told Steve that I'd be more than happy to take the meeting for him."

"I see. So, what exactly is Captain Rogers concerned about?" The director was genuinely curious about the super soldiers' concerns. Until just a couple of days ago no one in this industry had any idea that the great Captain Rogers was looking for a private security firm.

"Well as you know the Avengers are a small team. Steve is smart he knows at some point the Avengers are going to be called into action where civilians are going to be in the line of fire. He's considering options to put extra boots on the ground to ensure the safety of any civilians inside of the theatre of operations." Sam leaned back in his chair and took a sip of the water he was holding after his lengthy explanation, partially for added effect, and partially because he was thirsty after all this talking.

"I see that makes a lot of sense especially since S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer around to provide them with logistical support. How about I give you a real tour of our operation and you can ask me any question you may have over lunch?"

Sam liked the idea as it would hopefully give him access to more information, that he could then relay back to Steve, "Sounds like a good idea."

With the airman's approval of the plan both men got up and made their way to the elevator to begin the tour.

Steve was in his quarters working on the investigation with J.A.R.V.I.S. so far it was slow going. The thumb drive that they'd procured last night was so heavily encrypted that J.A.R.V.I.S. was having trouble cracking it. Which told the soldier all he needed to know about the circumstances of Mr. Mercer's death. This is so frustrating I'm getting nowhere, at this rate I'll never be able to expose HYDRA. "What am I doing wrong J.A.R.V.I.S.?"

"I'm afraid that I don't understand sir."

"No matter what information we go through, I can't form a solid HYDRA link. Other than the founding members of Halo International. We've connected Halo to senator Jacobson, and we've also connected Halo to Samson Biotech through the charity work that they do with Halo International." That last tidbit was a recent discovery. The A.I. had discovered the connection while the soldier and spy had been at Albert Mercer's house. Turns out that Samson Biotech provides millions of dollars' worth of free medication, and medical supplies to Halo International's charity efforts every year. The company also had contracts to supply the U.S. Military, and they'd had a contract with S.H.I.E.L.D.. The soldier didn't find that last bit of information out of the ordinary. Even back during the war the allies had used companies to help provide supplies.

While there are too many connections between these companies to be a coincidence. The soldier knows that he's still missing something and he has a feeling that it's something big. He still didn't know how Mercury Arms factored into this whole equation either. Hopefully Sam would be able to shed some light on that, when he gets back. Was it this hard for you Howard? Somehow, I doubt it given how smart you were. While Halo wasn't a new company, he no longer thought that this was simply HYDRA rebuilding. He was beginning to think it was more than that, and given how things normally worked out chances are he was probably right. This was going nowhere, what he needed was a break. Looking at the clock he realized it was lunch time. "J.A.R.V.I.S. take a break I'm going to go to the cafeteria and grab some food."

The A.I. was emotionless in its response. "Thank you, sir, but I could continue working I don't actually need a break."

"Too bad J.A.R.V.I.S. captains order we're both taking a break." The soldier didn't wait for a response he was up and out the door before the A.I. could reply.

Sam and the director were in a small ATV heading back to the main facility their tour nearly complete. Sam had seen quite a bit the tour had lasted over two hours and in that time, he had gone from awe struck to paralyzing fear. If this company had thrown in with HYDRA then they all had a reason to be afraid. About half-way through the tour the pair had taken a break for lunch. Now they were on their way back to the main facility, so that they could conclude the tour and Sam could go and catch his flight back to New York.

The facility was within eyesight when all the sudden the vehicle shook violently to the point that it almost turned over on its side, and begin moving to the side. No longer were they moving forward instead they were sliding towards a cement barricade. As quickly as everything happened it came to a sudden stop.

The director was the first to recover. "Mr. Wilson are you alright?"

The former airman was quick to respond now that he was sure that they weren't under attack. "Yeah I was just caught off guard. You alright?"

The director nodded his head in affirmation. Both men were scanning the area to see that had hit them. They both noticed a small group running towards them. Sam noticed that they were all dressed in black fatigues, with some sort of rifle hanging from a strap around their shoulder. A woman at the front of the group is the one that addressed them. "We're sorry director one of the repulsor rifles triggers malfunctioned. Instead of switching into safety mode it fired instead, hitting your vehicle. Are either of you hurt?"

The director was more than annoyed, but he did his best not to let it show. "Why are you practicing with them here you were all supposed to be at assault range three for the battle drill."

Again, it was the woman that spoke up. "Well sir it turns out that there was a gas leak at first companies barracks adjacent to the course. The techs said that the repulsor rifles could cause an explosion, so I moved us to this range since it wasn't scheduled to be in use."

The director was so angry he was practically shaking. "Dismiss your team, return the rifles to the armory, and then go to my office now."

The director then turned his attention to Sam. "Mr. Wilson I must apologize. I…"

Sam knew he wasn't supposed to see what he just saw. He's not a spy like Natasha, but he's not stupid. He had no doubt that he was in dangerous territory now and he needed to play it cool. "Wow I can't believe that the military finally cracked repulsor tech. It says a lot about your firm that you're being allowed to help test it. I know I can't tell Steve, but this definitely tells me what my recommendation should be."

The director breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that he'd been given an out he played along. "Thank you for your understanding. Now while don't we head back so I can give you the information for Captain Rogers and then you can be on your way."

"Sounds good." Sam knew even as he agreed that everything had changed and not in a small way. The sooner he got back and told Steve the better.

Everyone was seated in the common area after their evening meal. Tony had spent all of dinner attempting to pry details of Steve's and Natasha's relationship from them, with no luck much to the billionaire's disappointment. Now everyone was just sitting around enjoying themselves, however Tony just couldn't help himself as he was presented with a perfect opportunity to get in a friendly jab to the soldier. "Sure, is nice that all of us could be present here tonight. You know since some of us haven't been around a lot lately." The inventor made sure that he was staring at the soldier to emphasize the point.

The inventor was waiting on the soldier to respond instead he was seated next to Romanoff and he was in some kind of daze. It was clear not only to the inventor, but all present that while the soldier was physically here his mind was elsewhere. Everyone was aware that sometimes the soldier was prone to relive memories from the war.

Natasha however knew what the problem was and it had nothing to do with the past, and everything to do with the present. The spy placed her hand on his forearm to get his attention so that he would hear what she had to say. "His flight could've been delayed, or he could be caught in traffic, or both. So, quit worrying Sam's a big boy and he can take care of himself."

The inventor suddenly became annoyed. "Really why is that guy coming back here for?"

"Tony! Be nice." Pepper was quick to scold the inventor once his tone turned sour. She then turned towards the soldier hoping to smooth things over. "Will Sam be staying in New York?"

The soldier nodded as he went on to explain Sam's continuing presence. "For a couple of days at least. He's helping me wrap up this bit of business that I've been struggling to handle."

"You ever going to tell the rest of us what's going on with your so-called business?" This time the inventors tone was full of concern. Despite what some people may think he liked Steve. Thought of him as a friend, the soldier was also a link to his father. Had things been different he might've grown up with Steve as his uncle. Still the soldier was becoming to wrapped up in whatever he had going on at the moment.

"I will Tony just as soon as I finish wrapping it up, you have my word."

"Okay that's all I needed to hear. Look spangles it will be easier on everyone if I arrange one of the guest quarters here at the tower for your friend. That way maybe this will all get done faster."

The soldier knew that the billionaire was sincere in his offer. Tony maybe called many things, but greedy will never be one of them. "Thank you, Tony."

Pepper decided to seal the deal and stop while everyone was ahead. "Good I'll make the arrangements, I need to go and get some work done tonight anyway so I'll be ready to fly out to California for the stock holders meeting in the morning." Without giving either party a chance to protest the executive moved from her spot by Tony and left the common area.

"Well that was civil, thank goodness for Pepper Potts CEO and peacemaker." Clint was hoping that his statement would ease any lingering tension in the room. Although the archer had to admit that has far as Tony and Steve arguments go that one had been civil. His statement clearly had the desired effect because the entire room had erupted in laughter.

The group was interrupted by the towers A.I. "Captain Rogers, Mr. Wilson has returned and is on his way to your quarters. He is asking to speak with you he says it's urgent."

"Thank you J.A.R.V.I.S." Steve stood up and begin to make his way to the elevator so caught up in the moment that he didn't even bid the others farewell.

"Wait I'm coming with you." Natasha stood up and walked right past him onto the elevator without giving him the chance to protest.

It only took a couple of minutes for the pair to make it back to Steve's quarters. To the soldier however it seemed like an eternity, when they arrive Sam was already inside pacing back and forth like a caged animal. You could see Sam relax once he laid eyes on the pair. Sam stopped his pacing and took a seat in one of Steve's chairs. "Steve you'd better hope that you're wrong about Mercury Arms. Because if you're not we're all in big trouble."

The soldier and spy moved and took a seat on the sofa so that they would be facing Sam. As soon as they did the airman immediately looked alarmed. "I'm sorry I spoke without thinking."

The soldier was confused but Natasha wasn't any other time she'd enjoy herself at Sam's expense, but this sounded serious so she decided to put his mind at ease. "It's fine Steve filled me in on the HYDRA investigation, mostly. He didn't tell me who the friend is that he's helping out, but I know all about the investigation."

Understanding finally dawned on the soldier. "Yeah it's fine Sam I took your advice. Now tell me what happened, I want to know everything."

The airman nodded. "Alright, well first off let's start with their security…"