Ugh, this chapter was so hard to write, but hopefully it turned out okay. Maybe a little short but I didn't want to leave you waiting. Thank you for the reviews. I love them and they really make me think over what I want to do with this. So keep sending me your thoughts, they are all welcome :)

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Nick Fury glared at the wide eyed trainee who had dared to bump into him. Didn't he know who he was?! Did he think it was excusable to bump into his superiors?

He was just about to yell at the young man who was stammering out frightened apologizes and had tears in his eyes, but before he had the chance to make the man cry, a hand landed on his shoulder.

He spun around with a glare that could've burned a lesser man to ashes. Unfortunately, the face that met him was one of the few that was immune to his burning gaze. A neutral smile and eyes which were filled with calmness steadily met his angry scowl.

"Sir, there is someone on the phone who says they want to talk to you. Introduced himself as Mr. Brunner." Coulson said with that smooth voice of his. Nick narrowed his eyes and glared at Coulson's much to smug looking eyes before he swished his coat dramatically and walked away.

When he entered his office, Hill were waiting for him. She took one look at him before she thrust a stack of papers into his arms. Just because you were a director didn't mean you could get away from the paperwork, apparently.

"Mr. Brunner is on line four. Don't forget your meeting with the Council later." She said with that professional voice of hers before she strode out of the room and closed the door behind her with a heavy thud. With an exhausted sigh he sat down in his office chair. The day had started of bad and just continued to get worse.

First his agents had informed him that there were no trace after the mysterious Loki in Stuttgart. Then there had been a fight between the members of the Avengers and at that point, Fury was so fed up with them he briefly considered to use the gun he always carried with him. Maybe he could at least shoot that better-than-thou smirk of Stark's face since Banner, Odinson, Rogers and Romanoff was out of option. It was doubtful if he could've even hit Romanoff and the others had other kind of protection but Stark was only human. Sadly, that would defeat the purpose with assembling them in the first place and he had to reconsider.

As you might understand that didn't exactly lift his mood. Especially when, not even a half an hour later, he got a reminder of the meeting with the Council. A meeting he had been dreading since yesterday. They weren't happy with his decision to assemble the Avengers and now they wanted an explanation and a detailed plan that he didn't have.

He just wanted to go home, sleep the few hours he could get and forget about his demanding job a short while. He did enjoy his job most of the time, but sometimes it was an extremely heavy burden to bear. To be responsible for the safety of millions of people could be quite stressful. So unfortunately, he had to stay and take this call from "Mr. Brunner". He massaged his temples before he warily reached out to take the old-fashioned phone with his right hand.

"Yes." His curt acknowledge didn't deter the person on the other side and they answered without a trace of hesitation.

"Am I speaking to Nick Fury?" The man's voice was just as he remembered. Kind, but still someone you didn't mess with.

"That is correct. What do you want, Chiron?"

"Ah, you remembered after all." Nick didn't bother with a response. It should be pretty obvious that he hadn't forgotten. After a slight pause the other continued. "I heard about the event in Germany."

Nick tensed.

"Two of my students were there and they saw what happened. Well, I guess one took part in it too."

"Chiron. What do you mean." It wasn't as much of a question as a demand. The tone of Chiron's voice alerted him of that the man was keeping something from him. It was important that he got to know why. Maybe it would help him find the brother of Thor. The line was quiet for some time and Nick grew more and more impatient. He was seconds from barking out another demand when Chiron spoke again.

"If you want the information I want something in return. Six of my students will be allowed to join your team during the investigation." A loud protest left the one-eyed man, interrupting the other.

"Absolutely not! I will not let a bunch of children join my team! They will get in our way and only slow us down!"

"Nick. You should know better than to assume they are just children. They can give you useful information and they aren't exactly helpless either. They will be able to defend themselves." Before Nick could protest again Chiron said one last thing that made him go quiet. "Also, shouldn't they be allowed to save their kidnapped friend?"