Chapter 18

AN - Hello everyone, back to normal again which is very good. So here we go with the mission and hopefully I can start to get the story moving a bit now that all of the setting up of the mission is done. Thanks to all of the feedback I have received it's been great to here that you are enjoying it. Sadly I don't own any of the material it all belongs to JK Rowling and marvel. Okay so enjoy the chapter :)

Back in London it was only 10:30 and Rowan strolled into the main monitoring room to find most of the Avenger's already seated in various places around the room. Next to the main computer sat the Black Widow, Natasha if he remembered correctly, and next to her Doctor Banner. The two sat close together going over what looked to be blue prints of weapons.

The Captain and Stark where over in the corner looking at building layouts of the hotel in case they needed to do an emergency breach in response to a distress signal from Harry. Barton was sat alone at a small table with a file open in front of him and a large pot of coffee that had been emptied in an attempt to stay awake. He had a suspicion that the Hawk had yet to sleep today. As he drew closer he as it was Harry undercover file.

Speaking of Harry, "Everyone! I have received the conformation text from Harry, he's in place." Everyone turned to him and two agents quickly took the phone off him and linked it up to the main computer.

"Okay, now he's contacted us we can activate the speaker on his burner phone that he should have kept with him." The tech said before frantic tapping followed shortly after, static was all that came out of the speaker and as the agent furiously tapped away at the key board in an aim to adjust it, "It's nearly there… I just need a few more seconds… ah got it." The techs shared a small fist bump as normal, causing Rowan to smile slightly.

"Rivka Demir, Mr Conway. I'm very glad you could meet with me so promptly. I am very aware that you have just arrived so I will keep the business talk to a minimum."

Her thick accent made understanding the sentence with slight static over the top very difficult, subsequently everyone leaned in a little bit to help them hear. The team where listening intently on the conversation when a tech spoke up reading from a document pulled up from a data base, "Mrs Rivka Demir, age 32. She works for the Turkish Military as a liaison to outsourced weaponry and has had the position for… 5 years now."

The team nodded at the new information and turned back to the conversation.

Harry looked at the woman before taking her hand and giving it a shake, "It's nice to meet you Mrs Demir. I hope I can be of service to you and your country." She smiled at him before looking at the waiter in the corner and beckoning him over.

"Welcome Sir, Ma-am. Are you ready to order?" receiving nods form both he looked to Demir first then Harry, "very good, I'll sort that out for you."

It was then that Harry continued with the conversation, "So everything is as we planned out earlier?"

"Yes the General is set to meet you tomorrow at Deniz Harp Okulu Naval Academy at 2:30 in the afternoon. We will go through the details of the deal and sign all the necessary paperwork and perhaps set up some future deals too."

Harry nodded, "Yes I hope that is an option, though it does depend on how well the deal is finalized tomorrow." Harry leaned back slightly to allow the young waiter to place his meal down before him, "So I here you were on the fast track for this job a few years ago, tell me how was that…"

The team back in London were quiet when the conversation when turned to small talk and it was Clint who first broke the silence, "We should reply to the text set up a contact time."

Rowan sighed before nodding and sending a message 'that's great! good luck with the deal. call me tonight when you're done yeah' turning to Sophia he watched her for a moment. She was laughing again at a joke Mr Stark had made, he envied her that she could laugh at times like this. Then again she probably was ignoring the danger for her own sanity.

Placing the phone down and instructing the tech to send for him through a runner he was walking out the room when he was met with a familiar face, "Marshal, any reason why I had to hear that we made initial contact with Potter from a lowlife runner?"

The team all tuned to look at the other man, Clint was clearly surprised by his identity. It was then gentleman, and he used that word lightly, that had told Harry he was going undercover and had clearly been very hostile toward the idea of the Avengers being involved at all. "I was on my way to brief you now Sir," He was about to continue when he met the confused faces of the team, "Oh you have yet to be introduced, with is James Maddox. He is the Chief of Staff here and…"

"I do believe that that is enough, these Americans don't need to know my life story Marshal," Rowan mumbled an apology of sorts before updating his superior of what had happened so far and notified him of the phone call that was set up that evening. Maddox nodded and fired of a quick text silently before walking out the room.

Bruce shook his head at the man, he didn't have to be a doctor to realize that Maddox had it out for the team and Harry, the Other Guy was seriously uneasy whenever he was around him.

"You feel it to, don't you."

Bruce didn't even have to turn to know who it was, the warm comforting feeling he got whenever Natasha was around was easy to identify, "The Other Guy is shifty around him."

Natasha raised her eye brows at him, "Well in that case I'm definitely going to keep an eye on him."

"Make sure to spread the word." Natasha nodded at him before taking his hand and leading him out of the room, as they wandered the corridors they spoke of everything and anything. Stopping finally at a small pool area that was normally closed that day Natasha promptly stripped off into her underwear.

"You joining me Bruce or are you going to sit there on the sidelines like a chicken," she cast a sultry glance over her shoulder, "correction, a chicken with his beak on the floor." She gave a laugh before the dove into the water with an easy grace.

Bruce smiled at her more playful side that he had discovered more and more before Ultron, she beckoned him over again and Bruce gave in. Shrugging out of his clothes and down to his boxers he walked over to the steps and gently slid into the pool. Swimming over to her she eagerly placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

Leaning in she whispered a quiet, "Consider yourself forgiven." Before kissing Bruce soundly and then swimming away again with a gleeful smile. Turning back to him Natasha sent a well aimed splash at him, to which Bruce let out an indignant splutter before returning fire.

Then all hell broke loose with splashing and joyous laughter.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, Tony stood there watching quietly before softly saying "Well done my little science bro. Well done." Tony quietly slipped behind the door and made his way down to the canteen.