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Agent Coulson walked out onto the deck area at the top of Avengers Tower. Pepper had called asking him to gather up Tony and escort him down to the waiting Limousine, unless the world was about to end he was not getting out of his responsibilities to SI, she had said.
Glancing round he could see no sign of Tony, just then his foot kicked something. Looking down he spotted the crystal glass lying in a pool of spilt whiskey. Becoming more concerned he paced round the area again, reaching for his phone to send an alert to any available Avenger to help search for the missing billionaire.
"Jarvis please increase the lighting in the decking area also can you tell me where Mr Stark is, I should have thought to ask you earlier".
"My apologies Agent Coulson my systems have been offline for the past 30 minutes. I have checked all security systems but cannot find Sir. But there is also nothing to show that he has left the Tower".
"Is there any other way to trace him that you not tried?"
"There is one further one that I can initiate, Sir does not like it to be known as it could give his enemies an advantage. In this circumstance I think Sir would not mind my telling , he trusts you".
"Thank you Jarvis, infuriating and difficult as Mr Stark is, I would not want anything to happen to him".
"Starting a trace on Arc Reactor now, time taken will depend on distance. This is most strange I am getting a power reading on the reactor and it from the area where you are standing Agent Coulson".
Looking around again, now that the lights were brighter, he spotted a brown lump on one of the sun loungers. Moving closer he realised it was a cat curled up asleep, a faint smell of whiskey emanating from its fur. Sitting down on the lounger he reached out, he stroked his hand gently down the length of its back.
The fur was short and sleek, a warm chocolate colour, the long tail wrapped around its body tapered at the end. Rather large ears and long whiskers twitched as he continued to stoke down the ridge of the cat's backbone.
Suddenly the cat rolled onto its side, one front paw reached up to Agent Coulsons hand as if to encourage more stroking. Reaching down he started to run his fingers through the chest fur which was slightly thicker, it was then that he noticed the slight blue light, parting the fur hoping to God that he was wrong, his eyes came into contact with what looked like a miniature Arc Reactor embedded in its chest.
"For goodness sake Stark! Why is it that the moment you are left on your own you immediately get into trouble? And it's always weird, crazy take years off my life, stress inducing trouble!"
Tony was having a wonderful dream strong warm hands were running up and down his back, kneading away all the stress and tension. His skin was tingling all over and a warm feeling was rising in the pit of his stomach, rolling onto his side, he reached his arm up to pull them down for a kiss. Next he knew fingers were trailing down his chest towards his reactor that would not do at all, nobody touched that, it was a definite No Go Area.
Lashing out he felt his nails dig into skin and cloth, twisting his body he tried to pull away but his hands seemed to be stuck he kicked out with his legs only to find they too became entangled. He let out a shout of frustration but froze when high pitched screeching noise came from his mouth instead.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrooowwrr rrr ! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrooowwrr rrr!
It all came flooding back to him, whiskey, Loki and bloody magic and being turned into a cat.
He looked up to find out who his assailant was and found himself gazing at the impassive face of Agent.
Shit! Shit! Shit! He was in so much trouble, he hoped that Agent liked cats and would not Taser his ass for ruining one of his suits.