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"No," Raegan said firmly, looking directly in Fury's good eye.
"You would be exonerated of all your past crimes," Fury countered, gazing at Natasha, who nodded in agreement.
Raegan casually holstered her gun, flicking the safety off.
"What crimes would they be, Director? The only thing you've got on me is the illegal entry into the country, and that is because I'm an alien," she replied, her voice hard and emotionless.
"Funny, Raegan," the Director of SHIELD said, rolling his good eye.
"You got an eye twitch or something?" she chuckled, watching him glare at her.
"Captain, would you mind explaining to Miss Adakai who you are, and why you are here?"
Ali sighed deeply, rubbing the back of his neck as he nervously looked at Raegan.
"Ali?" she asked tentatively. "What the hell is going on here?"
He looked at Fury for permission- something the man confirmed with a slight, almost imperceptible nod of the head- before taking a deep breath.
"My name isn't Ali Kalinski, Raegan. It's Steve. Steve Rogers. You may also know me as-"
"- Captain America," Raegan finished for him. "So, want to explain why you're here, man-who-is-not-Ali?"
Natasha laughed, pausing as Fury stared at her in amazement.
"Stark will get on well with her, sir," she said hurriedly. "However, now that I have your attention, I need to tell you that the system mainframe will be back up in ten minutes, and we need to get out of here sooner rather than later."
Fury turned his eye on Raegan. "So, are you joining us or staying here, Miss Adakai?" he asked, slowly standing up from the couch.
Raegan glanced at Ali- no, Steve- anxiously. He gave her an encouraging nod before she stood up beside him.
"What the hell. Why not? I'll probably like it more there than I will here."
Steve laughed. "SHIELD food sucks. Just a warning."
"Great," Raegan groaned.
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"He's called Loki," Natasha said, entering the flight deck area that both Steve and Raegan were sitting it, reading paper files as Steve was yet to adjust to the whole e-version of things.
Steve whistled. "The world has gotten weirder while I was asleep."
Raegan snorted. "You're telling a super-scary assassin and an alien this? Steve, I'm shocked at your profound lack of observation skills."
Natasha chuckled.
"Dr Banner?" she called, waving at a scientist standing in the corner, fidgeting with some sort of device which made the occasional beep. "Do you want to come down and have a chat?"
A nervous looking man with plain brown hair and glasses slowly made his way over to where they were sitting. He was wearing a bright white lab coat, which appeared to have a bright pink stain just above his shoulder, the by-product of some dangerous chemical experiment.
"This is Dr Bruce Banner, Raegan- he'll be helping us locate the Tesseract, and hopefully Loki while we're at it."
Raegan stood and held out her hand for Dr Banner to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr Banner. You actually understand what the hell is going on around here. I'm seriously impressed."
Dr Banner chuckled. "Please, call me Bruce, Raegan. It would be easier with Stark here, but Fury doesn't want an egocentric billionaire running around causing all types of mayhem."
"For once, I think I'm kind of inclined to agree with him," Natasha said thoughtfully.
"Natasha, what is the world coming to? First Steve, now you?" Raegan gasped in mock-horror, clutching her chest.
Natasha playfully punched her on the shoulder.
Bruce looked mildly interested in the interaction. "Do you two know each other well?" he enquired politely.
"Yes," Raegan replied, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear, the pointed tip protruding from the side of her head. "She got me out of Trustheim three years ago."
"And yet, you still ended up back there," Natasha retorted. "Care to share with me how you unravelled both mine and Clint's hard work?"
Raegan shrugged. "They tracked me down- we got into a car chase and I ended up crashing into some old guy who got shot by the agents following me. I snuck into hospital and healed him, got kidnapped when I left about two days later and then ended up in Trustheim for sparring practice. The rest you already know."
"Right," Steve said, looking at the man who approached him, with a balding head and dressed in a tight black suit that made him look almost unremarkable. "Agent Coulson," he greeted.
"Captain Rogers," the man- Agent Coulson- said, nodding before walking over to talk to Fury, who stood on the bridge.
Raegan shrunk back a bit at the sight of Agent Coulson, something both Steve and Natasha noticed.
"What was that?" Natasha mouthed to Steve as Raegan smiled and absentmindedly began checking the knives she had stolen from a passing-by agent and the gun that was strapped to the holster around her waist.
Steve shrugged. Bruce, who had been observing them, slowly approached the teenager.
"I need some help in the lab," he said, watching as she looked up, her eyes resembling that of a spooked animal before she sheathed the knives and hid them at various locations on her person. "Do you think you could be able to assist me?"
Raegan stared blankly at him, before linking her arm with his and smiling brightly. "Lead the way, good doctor!" she exclaimed, her voice chirpy as they disappeared toward the labs.
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Natasha and Steve exchanged meaningful glances as the pair left the flight deck.
"What was that about?" Natasha asked, watching as Steve sighed and whacked his head on the table.
"Have you ever read Macbeth, Agent Romanoff?" he asked curiously, looking up at the assassin. When she shook her head, he continued. "They kill the king so that Macbeth can become king, but they do it in secret and pretend to be shocked when the news is announced. Lady Macbeth- his wife- calls it a 'false face', in which Macbeth does not show his true emotions."
"So, are you saying that she's linked to Coulson somehow and it's not good history?" Natasha asked.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. She did it a lot when we were at Trustheim, even though we were only there for a day and a bit," Steve said, speaking to the table.
"Son of a gun," Natasha murmured, gazing icily at Coulson, who noticed the assassins glare and flinched. He excused himself from the conversation he was having and walked over to join Natasha.
"Ah, Agent Romanoff! Just the person I was looking for! Has Doctor Banner proceeded any further in his search for the cube?" Coulson asked, his voice oddly cheerful.
"Cut the crap, Agent. What is your position on Raegan Adakai?" Natasha snapped.
"Spark is here? Oh my gosh, she actually came?" Coulson's face changed from serious to shocked and then excited within a matter of seconds.
"She seems scared of you, Agent Coulson," Steve added as Natasha took a menacing step toward Coulson. "Why would she be scared of you?"
Coulson shook his head. "I don't know. I really don't know!" he added at the end as Natasha held a knife to his throat. The flight deck was so silent a pin would have been heard if it was dropped.
At that point in time, Raegan came running out of the lab, Bruce lagging behind her.
"Stuttgart, Germany. Bruce is working on the exact address, but we'll work it out as we go."
"Ah, who said you would be coming?" Natasha tutted, checking her guns.
Raegan grinned. "Well, I did of course."
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