Tony stood in the new Avengers Compound kitchen. Pepper had been trying to clear things up with the press and General Ross, while the hero looked for more clues. The device in Peter's arm was to easy to figure out. It was so simple, a little too simple for HYDRA. Tony didn't like it.
"What game is HYDRA trying to play?" Tony muttered to himself. "There has to be something I've missed. Something important..." The elevator made a slight dinging noise as it opened up, gaining the millionaires attention.
The sharp sound of high heels clicking on pavement made Tony cringe. He knew who it was and he did not want a lecture from his fiancee at the moment.
His wobbley legs managed to carry him to the table. He pulled out a chair, not carring about the screeching noise it made, and sat down. He was so tierd he didn't realize the coffee he poured himself was still on the kitchen counter. Tonys head dropped to the table with a small thud and he groaned.
"What could I have missed? This is the work for a spy, not me." His thoughts were interupted when Pepper slammed her bag on the table.
"What the hell were you thinking! Hitting Ross, running off leaving Happy! You owe him an apology big time!" Tony slowly raised his head up and looked straight in front of him, lost in thought. "If you think for one second I'm going to do everything you think is right, I'm not! Yes, I didn't agree with Ross, but you got ALL of us in trouble." Pepper waved her hands in frustration. She almost smacked Tony in the face and realized he wasn't paying attention. "Anthony Stark!? Are you even listening to me?"
Tony raised up slowly and turned to the right, facing her. "I'm going to do everything you think..." He whispered under his breathe. "Pepper, honey you're a genius!" Tony grabbed Pepper by the waist and pulled her in close. He gave her a kiss the pushed her away, but still held her shoulders. "I need a spy! I need the spy!"
Suddenly he gained his strength back. Tony was on the move towards the elevator. "FRIDAY, get Natasha Romanoff on the phone." The AI acknowledged his request while he gathered his things. Amoungst those things was his phone, laptop, and a 2 inch binder of all the notes he took. "Look, Pepper... honey, I gotta do something. I gotta go but when I get back-"
"You'll man up and pay the consequences?" The famous Pepper Potts had her arms crossed and her brows in a knot.
"Umm...well, I was going to say we have some alone time, but that works too."
"Where are you even going?"
Tony smiled and stepped into the elevator. When the doors began to close he proudly stated "Like I said, I need the spy... and a friend of his."
Nick Furry pulled the blue quilt over his upper torso. Finally, getting comfrotable after a hard nights work. Working and trying to stay dead was a lot harder than you think.
After taking down a group of HYDRA men in a hospital in New York, he was able to rent a hotel room. "Never seem to get the idea." He flipped on his left side as he whispered the thought to himself. Just when the older spy closed his eyes, he heard a knock at the door.
"I didn't order any room service!" Nick yelled in the direction of the door. The former SHEILD director was always on guard though. He had moved from his bed to a nearby chair that had his suitcase perched on top. The case snapped open with his finger print and facial reginition.
"This one's on the house, Mr. Knight." Furry heard a familiar voice call to him. "Tony Stark has a heart after all. He bought every person in the building a bottle of the best champagne."
"Son of a bitch..." Furry said a little to loud. He swipped his sunglasses off the night stand to the left of the bed.
"That's me! Could you let us in? It's kind of stuffy out here." Furry opened the door slighty and peaked out the crack. His small pistol close to the door on the right side. With his one good eye, he saw Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff standing side my side. They both had their arms to their sides and legs apart. They were dressed like hotel workers. Behind them was a large food cart with multiple fancy trays.
"Like I said sir," Furry opened his door all the way. He stood up straight and placed his gun behind his back. "I didn't order any room service."
"That's too bad. Cause this is the nights specialty. I think you'd like it." Natasha spoke up with a grin.
"In that case, come in." Tony allowed Nat to enter the room first. Then he wheeled the cart in. Nick stuck his head out the door and looked around, making sure no one was around. Once Furry shut the door he turned around to see Tony and Nat already making themselves at home. Stark was sitting on the edge of the bed and Nat was sitting on the chair. She had placed Furry's suitcases on the floor.
"So, what have I done to recieve such a suprise?" Nick coacked his gun mid-sentence. He kept the weapon out of veiw from the former Avengers. At least that's what he thought about them.
"Don't worry eye patch, we're not here to arrest you." Tony said.
"So, you can put the gun away, sir." Black Widow leaned forward in her chair with her hands on her knees.
"Then why are you here? How did you find me?" Furry stood out of veiw from the window as much as possible.
"We need your help." Nat glared at Tony when the words rolled off his tounge. "Okay... I need your help. Both of you." Tony stood up and made his way to hotel cart. After lifting the largest trays lid and taking the case under it,. he went and sat back down. "Have you been watching the news lately?" Nick shook his head yes before Tony continued. "Then you have seen the stuff about the... the-"
"Vampire Spider?" Nat suggested, but only recieved a glare from Tony. Know they were even. "No? Not working for you? How about the venomous boy?" This time Nick glared at her. "Just trying to help..."
"Well, you're not helping." Stark rolled his eyes just like he did when Rogers said he understood that reference on their first mission together.
"Yes, I've seen all of that on the news. Why do you think I'm back in New York, Stark? Do you really think I'm visting family or on vacation?" Nick slipped on his belt and theb placed his gun back in it's holder.
"Firat of all, I never said that. Second of all, are you here on a mission? I thought you were retired."
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Stark." Tony's eyes darted to the right. Someone was opening the bathroom door. Furry sighed as he waited for his company to come out. "She was just on her way out."
Maria Hill jumped at the sudden apperance of Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff. "Oh my gosh! You guys scared me." She turned to Furry then Stark. "What are you two doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were scheduled to work tonight." Stark let his shoulders relax and the tension in his body fall.
"No, Stark. Obviously you don't check the schedules because I quit three weeks ago. Last time I worked someplace that labeld Rogers as a fugitive, they ended up being HYDRA. I didn't want to get involved in that again." Hill was wearing a normal outfit compared to her old work clothes. She had on a pair of black skinny jeans and a beige button detail wrap sweater.
"Actually, Miss Hill, that's why we're here. We need Furrys help locating some HYDRA guys for us. You wanna help? It'd be just like the good old days? It could be fun."
"I wouldn't miss it for the world Stark. Details, now." Hill smiled and placed her hands on her hips. Stark returned her smile and began telling them everything he knew about the case and Peter. Of course he didn't use the kids real name. He didn't know who he could trust, he only knew who he couldn't.