Chapter 12

AN - Okay so this is me officially grovelling to everyone about the fact that I am a day late updating and I feel awful about it, but I'm involved in a dance production that begins on the 4th and things are a bit crazy around here! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and all those lovely things since the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it, we do actually get around to the undercover work eventually, but for now enjoy the chapter. Again I don't own any of the below material they all belong to JK Rowling or Marvel :) Enjoy!

M drew her shoulders back before starting "Well then shall we begin." she said as she slowly removed her glasses from the bridge of her nose and placed them on the desk, "Now Mr Barton here has a very specific skill set, though Hawkeye is already aware of this no doubt, that you must become acquainted with to properly aid him when he goes undercover." She looked at the team before continuing.

"Now Mr Barton's skill set is… other worldly some may say." The team did not react in anyway, waiting for her to continue, "Though I believe that it may be easier for Harry to give us a demonstration perhaps." With a small nod of encouragement to the agent, Harry stood and turned to M.

"Would you like a cup of tea?" Turning to the side of the room he collected a crystal whiskey tumbler and turned back to the team. He approached the small coffee table and placed the glass on the table. Standing on the opposite side of the table looking at the team, he raised his hand slightly and flicked his hand at the glass. The team watched entranced at the sight. Before them the clear crystal slowly turned opaque, shifting the straight sides of the tumbler into curved cup shape and at the side an ornate handle began to form.

Drawing back in shock at the change that happened before there very eyes, Tony stood suddenly and approached the tea cup. He began to examine it in every way possible, he held the cup in his hand before the cup, holding the piping hot contents, suddenly hovered slightly above Tony's outstretched hands.

Turing back to Harry they saw the man looking intently at the cup of tea, his hand out as he guided the cup away from Tony and into the waiting hands of M, a small smile on her face as she accepted the tea grateful, taking an appreciative sip of the beverage she nodded to the agent and Harry took his seat.

"As you can see Mr Barton is a wielder of magic," holding her hand up to stop the onslaught of protests she continued, "I am aware of the incident with Loki of Asgard and while the magic they both bare has some similarities I ask you to keep in mind that while they may share the same magic, they are different people and Harry is firmly on our side." The team nodded reluctantly at the justification when M made eye contact with each of them, before coming across the Captain.

Seeing the look in the Captains eye she sighed regretfully. Setting the tea cup down she looked at the team, standing she spoke "May I have a moment with the good Captain?"

Silently the team stood and left the room, as Harry, Rowan and Sophia made their way to the exit she said "Mr Barton I believe that you should also be in the room, do you not agree?" Sensing the rhetorical nature of the question, though he would gladly not be here for this particular discussion, he nodded his consent before turning to the two agents.

"Take the team down to the canteen for something to eat and then go over the briefing packet for the undercover op, so they know what they're up against. When were done here I'll go over the packet with the Captain myself." Handing over the file that he had been given by M at their last meeting, that contained the bio information on his undercover alias. He nodded to the two agents and made his way back into the office, shutting the door behind him.

Seating himself on the chair furthest away from the Captain, Harry summoned a tumbler and a decanter of bourbon. Levitating the decanter as necessary, the Captain watched despondently as Harry poured himself a generous glass. Banishing the decanter with a shameless display of wand less and non-verbal magic, the agent took a healthy swig from the tumbler and let out a deep breath as he placed the tumbler on the small table.

"Okay, so how do we do this?" Harry said looking to M for guidance.

"Well I believe that we should let the Captain speak first about any issues he may have and then we can directly address them from there, okay?" She said indicating to Steve that he should begin.

"Well my main issue ma'am is something that you cannot change as the good book says that 'thou shalt not suffer a witch to live'. I was brought up that there is no such thing as good magic," Steve turned to look at Harry, "You seem like a nice guy and Clint obviously thinks the world of you but you'll never convince me that what you can do is right."

M walked over to the desk and returned to her seat, "Well then may I ask you to think about trying to look beyond your personal beliefs for the greater good. Not to change your mind because you are entitled to your beliefs but to find a way of working alongside Harry for the benefit of the mission and of the team. Or must we appoint a new team leader for this op?" she calmly placed her hands on the desk as they fell into a deep silence.

Raising his head to maintain eye contact with M, he sighed. Steve knew what the right thing to do was but whether he could bring himself to work with this man was another question entirely. Thinking back on what he knew about him, he recalled the upbringing the young man had had and the shining record he had. All the stories that Clint had told them of the boy and his family as he had grew with a family at his side.

Letting out a breath as he watched the man sipping quietly on his bourbon as he awaited his answer, he was surprised to find the distinct lack of hostility on his face. Turing back to M he stood, "No I don't believe that is necessary, we can work together just fine I think. Any other issues I once had are also no longer of importance, I know understand that he would not be here if his skill set was not required and while I don't necessarily agree, as a team leader I can understand the… value of unusual skill sets."

M smiled glad that the Captain would still be able to work with them, she smiled and said "That I am glad to hear Captain, now if you gentlemen would I have a meeting I must attend an for that you two must vacate those chairs." She gave a small smile at the two men as they made their way to the door and closed it behind them.