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The Doctor looked around; he, River and Jack had just entered the Helicarrier, which, by the way, was pretty impressive, it was obviously made by a genius. Jack was walking ahead with Captain Rogers, flirting with the poor soldier. He would have helped, but River stopped him, she found it too amusing to stop.

The TARDIS stayed in Cardiff, it's not as if he couldn't summon her, she didn't like it, but he wouldn't risk bringing her. On the other hand, he'd heard from what Captain America told Jack, there were other impressive people on the plane, but the only name he heard was Thor.

Oh, he hoped it was the "Norse god" Thor, he had met Odin already, the guy had a good heart, but too arrogant and secretive for his liking when it comes to a ruler.

Anyway, the Helicarrier wasn't all that impressive, the Doctor liked his TARDIS better, now he wondered whether it would be better just to take everyone on his machine, according to how long their trip took. Well, too little too late.

Nobody was in the place, well, nobody except for the people who guided them there and Capitan Rogers, leaving the Doctor sad as he wouldn't meet Thor right away and making River roll her eyes at him.

He had nothing to do; after being explained what the Avengers Initiative was and agreeing to be a part of it, Capitan Jack went on flirting with Capitan Rogers, River went exploring and the Doctor tried talking to people, not that it worked very well, everyone had things to do and the Doctor was alone… and bored.

Then he heard two people bickering, "Come on John, I didn't have enough time…"

"I don't care Sherlock! You could have called after one day or two couldn't you? But no! The great Sherlock Holmes does everything his way and doesn't care how it affects people that cares about him!" A male voice yelled. Wait, Sherlock Holmes? No, no, he must have heard it wrong, it wasn't possible.

There was silence; apparently the lecture did have some effect on the guy (whoever he truly was). "Can we do this elsewhere, John? After we deal with all this?"

The other man, John (what a coincidence), snorted, but didn't say anything. The Doctor guessed it was a yes.

Then he went over the two people, he was really curious to know who was this "Sherlock Holmes"

"Hello!" the Doctor exclaimed happily, a big grin on his face as he studied both men in front of him.

"Who are you?" asked the taller man – the supposed to be Sherlock Holmes – as he analyzed every inch of the Doctor's body.

Sherlock was interested in the man before him, which rarely happened, so he was very surprised with himself. The only person ever to catch his attention like that had been John.

He could see a man that looked too old for that body. He was eccentric and that was obvious (a bow tie was the thing bugging Sherlock's brain, he'd have to get rid of that thing later, it reminded him of John's mustache that he was also going to get rid of), hyperactive with a lot on his mind. Too much on his mind.

Sherlock studied the man as the other studied him. "I'm the Doctor" the other tried to start a conversation as walking around Sherlock, whom followed him with his eyes. "Who are you?"

"Doctor who?" Sherlock asked and John felt that he made a good move when he didn't speak as the men before him had huge battles inside their heads. The tension was too strong and anyone could see those were two dogs fighting for dominance of the brighter intelligence. At least, that was John's deduction according to Sherlock's face.

The grin on the Doctor's face widened, "Just the Doctor."

"Sherlock Holmes and this is my friend, John Watson." The blue-eyed man replied without emotion on his voice, the man was good. Cold, probably a sociopath, not that it would make much difference for the Doctor.

The Time Lord decided not to mention the books, he would find out how in Rassilson's name Sherlock Holmes and John Watson were standing right in front of him then worry about that.

"I believe you were already informed of the Avengers Initiative?" The Doctor said observing both of them.

Sherlock seemed to be doing the same. Daleks could bite his ass, Sherlock Holmes was analyzing him, if he died now, he would die a happy man. "Yes, we have. Quite ridiculous in my opinion, gathering people from whole different sectors to work together. My bet is on a fight starting within five to ten minutes, it'll depend on how many people there'll be and I wasn't informed. But by the size of the conference room I would say fifteen at most."

The alien's eyes shined, "Brilliant! I haven't seen someone this intelligent since Alby!"

"Alby?" John inquired confused.

"Albert Einstein"

Sherlock smirked, "That does explain your eyes, you're much older than you look, very much older. I would have doubted someone older than one hundred and sixty existed just a few weeks ago, but then again, we'll be in a room full of anomalies in a couple of hours. Meeting one older then five hundred isn't actually a surprise."

John choked, "What? He can't be more than 25!"

"Appearances deceive, John. So, Doctor, what are you?"

He wouldn't lie, this was the most fun he had on ages, "An alien, from a planet in a galaxy far away, but it is long gone."

The shorter man sent him a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry."

"It was a long time ago, don't worry about it. Now, to business. Who else do you think is coming, those fifteen people you said."

"Coulson!" they heard a feminine voice yell from the distance "Will be needing your help with this idiots!"

With that, a man who was standing by the door that arrived with Sherlock and John sighed and left the room looking annoyed. All three men seemed curious about what was happening.

They heard a few bumps, some screams and curses. Also moans of pain.

At last, a few soldiers entered the room, pushing two guys in their twenties inside the room. The boys seemed to be very strong as three soldiers were needed to hold each of them, plus other five guarding the door.

The two were tied to chairs and the door closed as a redhead woman and five men entered the room.

The big black guy took the initiative of talking "I'm Nick Fury and you are now at the headquarters of the SHIELD."

The shorter man growled, obviously displeased of being there and probably (just a tiny bit) because he was tied to a chair and the taller one was glaring daggers at the other man. Those two obviously either hated S.H.I.E.L.D or didn't want to help, at all.

Sherlock looked bored beside him, "My bet is back on five minutes."

The Doctor turned his head back to the scene in front of him, the shorter one yelled, "I don't fucking care who you are or whatever shit you operate, when I get out of here I'm going to kill you, no one kidnaps me and my brother without getting out unscratched."

"So you prefer going to jail to saving the world?" That got both the Doctor's and the men's attention, were those two criminals? They were probably being blackmailed into helping.

The taller one decided to talk, "What are you talking about?"

"A great source of power was stolen by a Norse deity that intends on ruling the planet and get rid of free will. We are reuniting a group of people that'll be able to stop this madness." Now both men watched the director quietly as he continued, "You both have the worst criminal record I've ever seen and what you've done can keep you in jail for the rest of your life, but this is your shot in 'redemption'."

The two men looked and each other, as if having a private conversation, then they started mouthing things, until the taller one lost his patience, "Dean! We have enough problems as it is!"

"It's world domination we're talking about Sam! I don't think I want to deal with our problems just to have to deal with dick headed son of a bitch god that took over the world while we were focused on other things!" Dean yelled and his brother was clearly defeated by that argument.

"Fine."

The director nodded at the soldiers, giving them a silent order of releasing the men, probably brothers. Dean did something that wasn't actually unexpected; he got up and punched Nick Fury in the face. "That was for kidnapping us."

Fury looked, well, furious, but did nothing except for glaring, then he left with most soldiers, except for the red headed woman that stayed in the room just in case. So the Doctor entered the room and sat in one of the chairs before introducing himself.

"Hello! I'm the Doctor!"

And that's how he introduced himself to two criminals.

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