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Director Nicholas Fury was a man of many secrets. He wasn't the best goddamned spy for nothing. He had eyes and ears everywhere, heard and saw everything. And he always knew what to do.
So when Coulson had showed him the results of the experiments and asked him to scrape Project TAHITI, he had listened. But he had also kept the experimental drug synthesised from the alien's body as well as the alien, hidden in a classified base. Because if there was one thing Nick Fury knew, it was that you never know what is going to happen. And that nothing is predictable.
And that logic of his was going to help him in getting his best friend as well as best agent back to life.
The medics had called it, announcing the time of death. But what they didn't know was that Director Nick Fury was not yet ready to say goodbye to his one good eye. He only hoped that Phil and Clint, and well, Natasha, would forgive him for what he was about to do and how much excruciating pain he was about to put Phil through. Not that it was going to stop him.
"You were supposed to keep him safe" an angry voice yelled at him from the doorway to his cabin. As angry as he was trying to be, Nick knew just how broken Clint was at the moment. Nick sighed as Clint entered his cabin along with Natasha. He had been dreading this conversation since he let the special team take Phil's body to a secure location for the procedure.
"I am sorry, Clint." And wasn't that the most inadequate response to the whole thing. This was slowly, but surely turning out to be the longest day for one SHIELD Director, Nick Fury.
"I had no idea he was going after Loki on his own, though I should have known. I know this isn't enough, but I really am sorry. By the time I reached him, it was too late."
Now Nick Fury in all his life had seen a lot of things. But what happened next, he thinks, he won't be able to forget until his last day.
Because right in front of him, Clint Barton, Hawkeye, the greatest marksman of his time and an all around menace, fell to his knees and cried.
But Nick had to hold his ground. He could not tell Clint about what he had done. Because if he failed, if Phil didn't make it, then there would be no coming back from that. And he would lose not only Phil, but Clint and Natasha as well. And he couldn't let that happen.