"What are you doing?" Jane furiously screamed.
Still holding the phone, Darcy turned around and saw some guys in suits grabbing everything, and she did mean everything. The state could see that Jane was futilely trying to stop the men from taking all of her lab equipment. The men in suits ignored Jane and continued to grab things, including her phone, those fuckers.
"Who are you? What authority do you have here? Do you have a warrant?" Jane quickly spat out at the man, Darcy surmised to be the leader of this whole shadowy operation. The tiny woman began to puff up and her anger made her appearance seem larger than it actually was.
The man appeared to be so unnoticeable that Darcy gave him a once over. He had brown hair, plus a receding hairline, and blue eyes which had Darcy not been a state, would have made the man very forgettable. Also the man was calm and did not so much as even twitch at the snarling astrophysics researcher. He had the nerve to blandly smile at her!
Quietly so no one would notice her, Darcy tiptoed closer to Jane while avoiding all the men in suits. She managed to slip right behind Jane.
"You have information that is needed by the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division," Seeing Jane raise her brow, the man added, "S.H.I.E.L.D for short." He held out what seemed to be a business card that Jane reluctantly took.
Darcy looked on in confusion. What the hell is S.H.I.E.L.D? Is that some new type of agency? She, sure as shit, didn't know about it.
"That doesn't mean you can just take my stuff." Jane waved her hands about, "it's not like I bought this equipment at Radioshack! I made most of this myself! Hey-"
The notebook she had been clutching was snatched from her by one of the men. Shocked Jane stilled before launching herself at the man. Darcy managed restrained her but not before the man reached for what appeared to be a gun. He stopped as Dr. Selvig ran between them. Selvig raised his hands up in a nonthreatening manner. Relieved when the man put away his gun, Selvig grabbed Jane.
"Jane!" Furious, Jane continued to glare at the men but half-heartedly listened to her mentor.
"These men are dangerous. A colleague of mine got into some trouble and then this organization made him disappear." He loudly whispered, though the agents pretended to not hear.
"Let it go, please." Selvig pleaded.
Seeing that the tiny scientist had reluctantly calmed, Agent Coulson said. "You should be able to recreate it then."
With that being said, Agent Coulson and his band of men in black left the lab. Nothing was left save for a chair, a black board, and a broken coffee mug.
"What just happened?" Darcy said in disbelief. She turned to her boss for some clarification, only to see Jane heading to the roof.
"Why does no one listen to me?" Darcy grumbled to herself as she too headed for the roof.
Both Jane and were sitting on the edge of the roof gazing at the dust trail of the rapidly disappearing vans that carried all of Jane's science equipment. Jane scooted over to give Darcy her own dusty seat.
"Who were those guys, Erik?" Jane asked her mentor. The only reply was a weary shrug.
"I don't know," Erik's blue eyes sharpened, "I knew a scientist, who was a pioneer in gamma radiation, S.H.I.E.L.D began investigating him and then he disappeared."
Darcy furrowed her brows. In all her time, she had never heard of S.H.I. . Not even during the New Mexico incident. The fact the SHE, a state, didn't know about this vague, yet menacing government agency worried her. Did her father know about this? No, she thought, he would have told all fifty of us about it. He wasn't one to keep secrets from his beloved children. Suddenly she remembered! Darcy had hung up on him!
Quickly, Darcy patted down her pockets but to her dismay her phone was gone! A second pat showed that her iPod was also missing. How did they manage to sneak it off of her?
Tuning in back to the conversation all Darcy could catch was Dr. Selvig's, "I'll contact an old friend about this."
To which Darcy dryly piped in. "How are you going to email him with your laptop gone?" The two scientists glared at her. She dramatically flailed her arms. "They even stole my iPod. I downloaded thirty new songs."
"Can you stop talking about the iPod?" Jane swore as she stood up. She began pacing, mindful of the two pairs of eyes trailing her. As an idea popped into her head, Jane grinned.
"We need to get Thor." Seeing twin looks of bewilderment, Jane explained.
"He's the only one who might know more about this phenomenon. We need his help."
"You sure you don't just want to see that hot piece of ass?" Darcy slyly asked. She winked at Jane's spluttering and denials.
"NO!" A blushing Jane shouted. Selvig snickered softly, not attracting the attention of tiny scientist. Huffing, she crossed her arms and pouted, appearing more like a teenager than the adult she was.
"Well," Darcy drawled, "let's go get your man, then." The state proceeded to swagger her way down to the RV, and the two scientists scrambled after her.
"Pick up the phone. Pick up the phone." America muttered as he bounced his legs up and down nervously. He stared at his phone, hoping his daughter would pick up the phone, but to no avail.
The pilots moved past him, running around to start the plane. America's plan to leave quickly was put to a halt. 'Why didn't I call ahead?' the nation thought to himself. That would have been more practical than waiting. He glanced around the runway and was anxious to help the pilots in any way he could.
"No, sir," One pilot, an American woman in her thirties, brusquely said. The woman ignored her nation with practiced ease. This wasn't the first time she's flown him before. She guided him to seat and promptly disappeared back into the cockpit.
America groaned in frustration. All this waiting was killing him! He was a man of action!
"We are set to fly, sir." The pilot from before called out from the cockpit. Finally! America wanted to jump and shout for joy. So that's what he did; however the pilot was not amused.
"Sit down, Mr. Jones!" She ordered as she placed her headset on. Like a chastised child, America sat back down. Satisfied, the pilot focused her attention to the front of the plane.
In no time, the plane took off, leaving America to do the only thing he could do. Wait.