Thank you to both my reviewers- Sarah and Guest. I really appreciate it.
Stark Tower, New York-
Valkyrie had gone sheet white when the news had talked about the murder. It was easy to forget she was just a kid when she was acting so defiantly, Steve mused. Her eyes only added to the illusion she was older, they were the eyes of soldiers, the eyes of people who had seen more and done more than they should have. It made him wonder about her past, and brought up that instinct to protect.
Her past wasn't his only concern, her angry statement of "Shut up," made him concerned about her mental health.
Steve was rudely taken away from his thoughts by the door slamming open. Director Fury had walked in accompanied by two armed guards- who instantly pointed their guns at Valkyrie.
"Fury, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Tony said in a sing-song voice.
"You know what Stark, at twelve hundred hours there was a huge energy surge from this location, then your alarm went off, and now I walk in here and see a civilian on your sofa. Those circumstances are very suspicious."
Tony made to speak again but Steve interrupted him before he could make an even bigger fool of himself.
"Tony created a machine, that could create portals to other worlds. Miss Cain was pulled through by this machine and set off the alarm. She was injured during the transferral from her world to the next."
"Just Valkyrie will do,"
Fury turned his attention to her.
"Well then, Valkyrie, if you are a threat I will not hesitate to lock you up. So, answer me honestly, are you a threat to this world?"
Valkyrie tilted her head. "Do I have a reason to be?" she said with concealed venom, that Fury undoubtedly noticed.
"If anything goes wrong, I am holding you personally responsible Stark," Fury threatened.
"'K then,"
With one last glare at Tony, Fury left, and Natasha went off after him.
Natasha had been called many things in her life: ruthless, murderous, paranoid. But never had she been called unprepared.
She caught up to her boss as he reached the elevator. When he noticed her, he turned.
"What is it Agent Romanoff?"
"I need to know if we have any information about 'shunters'" she probably sounded crazy. "It was one of the first things she said, 'direct me to the nearest shunter and I'll be on my merry way."
The Director nodded.
"I'll look into it, try to get as much information out of her as possible, but priority is getting her back to wherever she came from."
Natasha nodded and returned to the living room.