"This is going to end badly." Felicity said.
"Says who?" Matt asked, adjusting the batons on his belt.
"I've dealt with masks since before you were wearing really …really tight black clothes and delving out justice." She trailed off, looking around Ferris Air.
"Felicity." Jessica said, from next to her. "Was there a point to that hilariously bad attempt at flirting?" Trish, who was on Jessica's other side, nudged her in the ribs.
"Oh, um…I didn't." Felicity felt her face turn red. "It's just that I saw pictures of his old suit and I…." She broke off. "I meant that heroes tend to have egos and they don't really play well with others."
"Well it's not like they really gave us a choice." Jessica muttered as she glanced towards the road. "Where's your team?"
"They're…" Felicity turned as a black van entered the abandoned air field. Matt put on his helmet as the van rolled to a stop and turned towards the car. The door opened and Oliver, Digg, Thea, and Laurel entered the field. They were all in full costume, weapons at the ready. Felicity sighed. "and, we're already off to a bad start."
Jessica waved at Team Arrow. "Sup Frat Boy and co."
Digg grinned as Oliver clenched his teeth.
Matt held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Daredevil."
Oliver looked at his hand, then looked at Felicity. "Where have you been for the last 5 weeks and why did you call us here today?"
Jessica smirked as Felicity shifted uncomfortably.
"Well. I would like to preface this with it's completely Jessica's fault."
"Nope." Jessica said. Trish glared at her. "Maybe?" She conceded.
"I was…poking around, looking for potential targets for these guys to beat up and Jessica suggested that I use the satellite on Avengers tower and I thought I was covering my tracks, but I sort of kind of maybe got on the radar of a certain….Iron suited superhero." Felicity said evasively. "And he sort of found out I was connected to the Arrow by monitoring my web signature and…kind of wantedtomeeteveryonehere." She finished quickly.
"WHAT?" Oliver shouted. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Because I knew you'd react like that and say no."
"I wouldn't have said no." Oliver growled. Digg coughed and Thea and Laurel shared looks of disbelief. Oliver sighed. "Fine, I probably would have. You have no right to make decisions for us like that."
"Then get in the van and drive back to Starling." Jessica shrugged.
"I..."Thea put her hand up, "want to meet the Avengers."
"Me too." Laurel added. Oliver gaped at them, then turned to Digg.
"I…um…" Digg cleared his throat.
"Translated that means 'I want Captain America to sign my middle school lunch box'." Jessica smirked.
Digg frowned at her.
"Am I wrong?" She asked.
"Yes." He said defiantly. "…it was my elementary school lunch box."
Oliver sighed heavily.
"You don't have to reveal your secret identity." Felicity reassured him. "Just turn on your voice scrambler thingy."
"What about Team Fla-" Oliver asked as a red streak whooshed past him.
"Am I late, are they here?" Barry looked around. "Oh good; wouldn't want to be late to meet the Avengers." He looked over at Oliver's unamused expression. "Hey Oliver, what's up."
"I guess that answers my question." Oliver muttered. Just then 'Shoot to Thrill' by ACDC began blasting. Everyone covered their ears and looked up at the sky as a jet de-cloaked.
The jet's door opened and Iron Man flew out followed by Thor. Hawkeye jumped out, holding on to a grapple line. The jet landed and Captain America, Black Widow, and Dr. Banner walked out.
"Tony, there was no need to show off." Cap said, crossing his arms and glaring at Iron Man who landed next to Thor and Hawkeye.
"It's called showmanship, Rogers." Tony Stark flipped open his helmet.
"Indeed." Thor boomed and moved to stand in front of the team. "I am Thor, the son of Odin." He gave them all a blinding smile.
"And apparently the god of obnoxious displays of testosterone." Jessica muttered. Felicity and Trish both nudged her in the ribs. "Umph."
"So…" Hawkeye strode in front of Oliver and Thea. "Copy cat and copy kitty."
"I will claw your eyes out." Thea said, smiling sweetly. Hawkeye grinned.
"I like her." He looked at Oliver. "You? The jury's out."
"Is there any point to this meeting besides grandstanding?" Oliver growled, his voice modulator active.
"Curiosity." Stark said, he shot Felicity, Trish and Jessica a cursory look. "You're hacker's really good." He pointed at them. "I didn't know we could bring groupies to this meeting."
There was a sharp intake of breath. Within 2 seconds, Daredevil had his batons in hand, Oliver and Thea had their bows drawn, and Laurel was brandishing her nightstick. Jessica gave Stark a poison sweet smile. Walking over to him, she grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground.
"Call us that again, and you'll be needing a crowbar to get your suit out of your ass." She said.
The corner of the Black Widow's mouth ticked upward. "I like her."
Jessica dropped Stark and he fell to his knees. "Jessica Jones. PI and part time patriarchy smasher."
"By the way." Trish said. "The hacker you were looking for." She pointed at Felicity. Stark's eyes widened as he coughed.
"Shit." Then he frowned as he caught a good look at Trish's face. "Wait…Patsy?"
Jessica menacingly twitched her hand, causing Stark to fall over backwards in an attempt to get out of her reach.
Captain Rogers smiled and walked forward, pulling off his helmet and stowing his shield on his back. "It's good to meet you ma'am." He said, holding out his hand towards Felicity. "I appreciate anyone who puts Tony in his place." He grinned at Jessica. "And I will gladly keep around a fresh supply of crowbars."
Jessica raised an eyebrow. "Captain Square's got a dark side."
Felicity blushed and shook his hand. "Felicity Smoak. It's nice to meet you too Captain Rogers."
'Please, call me Steve." He said.
Tony gaped at the way Felicity flushed. "How does that actually work?"
"Women respond to politeness, Tony." The Black Widow stepped forward. "Natasha Romanov. Jones, I'm going to enjoy having you help me keep these boys in line. As for you," She turned to Felicity. "Are single and how do you feel about jazz music and dancing?"
'Um…" Felicity looked at her in alarm. "You're not really my type. Not that you're not completely gorgeous, cuz, you really are. Like unbelievably beautiful and completely capable of killing me which is amazing. Not that I have a death wish, I'm just a huge fan of you, but I like men."
"She was asking for me." Steve frowned at Natasha. "Stop scaring a potential new team mate."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you Rogers?" Natasha smirked.
"Hey." Jessica said. "We aren't joining your spandex of the month club. We agreed to this meeting because Stark more or less threatened to hunt us down and parade us around in front of the international press."
"You what?" Dr. Banner turned to glare at Stark.
"I agree with Dr. Banner." Thor frowned. "That was very dishonorable, even for you Stark."
"I wasn't actually going to do it." Tony huffed. "And what do you mean, even for me? Don't forget who stocks your pop-tarts."
He clicked a remote and the jet cloaked itself. "So." He said, turning to the rest of the assembled heroes. "Let's talk superheroing. But first, anyone know any good shawarma places around here?"
A van pulled up and Cisco and Caitlin got out. Cicsco froze, his eyes wide as he caught sight of the Avengers.
'Oooooh they're real." He breathed, jumping up and down like a child at Christmas.
"In case you were wondering." Jessica said. "That's the groupie."
