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Captain America plopped down tiredly on a stool in the window lined conference room, popping open a bottle of classic beer. He watched his companions litter in, one after the other. The Hulk, the female assassin and spy, the billionaire, the Viking, etc… They were all there, like little burdens on his back. A man just wanted a little peace every now and then.
"What's got ya down, Caps?" Tony Stark asked. Before he took a seat across from him, he found a bottle of tequila and popped the sucker open to dispose the golden liquid inside of his throat.
Natasha Romanov raised her red eyebrows to the Captain's sluggish behavior. She took a few steps past the doorway and spoke. "You have been rather, down, lately," she said.
The other members took similar courses of action; all grabbing a beverage of choice and idly entertaining themselves. The Captain shrugged to Tony, not much caring for his presence. Bruce Banner propped himself up on the wall close by and motioned to the Captain, as in he knew why. "I heard you had a run in with Loki."
Captain America nodded. "Short-lived, but yes," he explained shortly, taking another swig of the ale.
"That's not all, is it?" Natasha figured. She took a sip of her vodka, never releasing her sight on the Captain.
"What doth my brother done this time?" Thor asked with a raised voice.
The Captain sighed, almost chuckling. "He was talking to a dame on the streets, preaching the gospel of Loki." He shook his head. "He just went scram, no trouble at all. The new girl and I had no problems."
Bruce nodded. "Oh. Azrael's her name, right? Tony and I talked to her earlier."
Thor raised an eyebrow. "Whom is this 'Azrael' you mortals speak of?" he asked, but seemed like more of a command.
Natasha gave a similar reaction. "There's another one of us? And who was that girl Loki was talking to?" she asked.
"She's new, pretty ritzy broad if you ask me. Don't know much about her myself." He commented.
Banner agreed. "She didn't explain much to Tony and me."
"All we know is that she's not from around here," Tony continued. His eyes began to trail off at the thought of her. He was a genius, for damn sure, but he couldn't figure this girl out in the slightest.
"What use do we have for a wench among out numbers? Are we not strong enough for the furious one?" Thor questioned as he slammed down his fist onto the glass table, causing it to crack.
Banner frowned. "Thor, please calm down. We don't want to elevate the mood here."
Steve looked on. "She was real slow on the uptake. Didn't know much about the city, and she looked pretty confused about all these contraptions."
"Do not order me, puny mortal!" Thor snapped back. "This man of fury doubts our strength, and I shall not stand for it!"
Tony smirked. "Damn, it's like she's not even part of our planet," he said jokingly.
"Maybe she's not," Natasha said before she took another drink.
Steve sighed. "I guess that's always a possibility. We could just ask Fury. He seems to have a hold on all the information around here."
"We shall not seek advice from the furious one! I wager we can solve this mystery on our own!" Thor proposed.
Stark crossed his arms and shrugged. "Eh, why not? If she's on our team, we don't want to find out she's some sort of monster from the grave," he said.
The Captain agreed with Tony for once. "I don't think we should take a gander up her past by ourselves. Maybe Mr. Fury would be a better route."
"Or, we could ask her ourselves." Bruce muttered, taking a sip of water.
"I agree," Natasha said. "With asking her ourselves, I mean."
"I'd rather figure it out myself!" Thor stated.
Tony gave an expression of agreement. "Might as well guess what she is before accusing her of anything," he said.
Banner shrugged. "Who said we were accusing her of anything? Just trying to understand a comrade; no harm, no foul."
"This is why we're a team divided, huh?" Steve asked. "Let's just pick something before we start up a brawl."
"With our buddy Thor over here, I'd beg to differ, Bruce," Tony said as he gestured to Thor. "I vote that we try and figure her out, and then we ask her. How about you guys?"
Thor gave the slightest of smiles. "I agree with the man of iron!"
Natasha adjusted herself in her seat. "The best idea is to deduct her abilities, in order to interrogate this woman of what she really is," she said.
"Decide on what you want, but leave me out of any ruckus," Banner reasoned, setting down his glass and walking out. The Captain sighed in slight annoyance, and stood too.
"I'll just see if I can squeeze anything out of Fury," He remarked, and exited as well.
It was only a quick stride from the conference room where they'd been previously gathered to Fury's office. It took Captain America less than a minute to speed down, his long legs making the walk a cinch. He opened the door easily and took note of the man. "Hello, Mr. Fury," he called.
"Whaddaya want, Caps?" he asked annoyed. He stopped working on the screen infused into the table before him and put his eye on America.
"Where's the lady?" He asked, having thought he was with Azrael.
"Azrael? Don't know, don't care," he answered.
The Captain blinked at his blunt attitude. "About her... I have a few questions."
"Better be some damn good ones," Fury said.
"Well, the others and I were wondering about her. Where's she from?" He asked.
"Not around here," he answered.
"Well sir, we figured that. Is it a different planet?"
"No," he answered bluntly. "Why are you asking so many questions, anyway?" He began to glare at the Captain.
"They're going crazy in there, wondering who she is. Thor's about to throw down the hammer of impatience, and Stark's a bit eager..." He shrugged.
"Ask her yourselves," he replied. "I'm busy."
"Are you sure you can't just tell us a little?" He practically begged.
"If it'll get you out of my office, fine," he said, raising his voice a bit. "She's an angel. Now get out."
Captain America tweaked his head to the side, blinking. Slight confusion lit his toned features. "A... What?"
"Want more info on her? Ask her yourself," he said. He got up from his seat and gestured for the Captain to leave his quarters. He closed the door, making sure to lock, and got back to his work.
He stood in the hallway for a second, debating whether or not he should go to his fellow teammates with this information. "Horsefeathers. They can find it out themselves." He shook his head, making his way to his own quarters.
All right, that's it! Sorry for another short chapter. They get longer after this, we promise! Thanks for reading, and please review for any suggestions or comments that you have :)