Double Agent (Fem Reader X Tony Stark)

Chapter 10 - Carrier

Phil and I both ride up the elevator to Stark tower, I luckily had clearance codes to get us in.

"So how are you and Stark?" Phil asks.

"It's been...okay. We haven't been able to see each other that much." I nod.

"I just hope he'll listen to you."

"Oh he will." I smirk, stepping to the side and out of view as the doors open.

"Security breech!" His eyes widen as I step out. "Baby?" He smiles.

I run over and leap in his arms, giggling as I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him. "I've missed you so much."

Phil clears his throat, "We need you to look this over." He holds out a file towards Tony as I stand aside. "Soon as possible."

"I don't like being handed things." Tony shakes his head.

"But you do from me." I grab it and shove it in his hands.

"Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday." Tony says.

"This isn't a consultation. It's about the Avengers.

"The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn't even qualify. According to Y/N I'm volatile, self-obsessed, don't play well with others."

I smirk and follow him across the room, "Tony...please look this over. We need you."

"Oh do you? I never thought Agent Romanoff would need me."  He opens up the hologram files.

I grab his shoulders, "Tony...please."

"I'm sorry. I've just been a wreck without you."

"I was gonna tell you over dinner...but I'm taking a year off. That is if we figure all this shit out." I smile.

"You would do that for me?"

"Tony I would do anything for you. Your more important." I kiss his cheek. "Now do some homework."

"But what if we didn't have to do this...we could get away now." He holds me against him.

I lean in to whisper in his ear. "If you help us...I'll let you do whatever you want to me. I'll be your personal slave for a night." I say seductively.

"Deal." He says loudly, nodding frantically.

"I love you." I peck his lips.

"Love you more, baby girl." He bites his lip and smacks my ass, making Phil smile and look down.

"I'm so sorry Phil." I walk into the elevator.

"Not a problem...I like seeing you happy." He smiles.

"I'm gonna head back to the carrier...meet Nat there." I nod.

"I'm gonna go get Rogers. We'll be there shortly."

"You should have him sign your cards." I smile.

"That's the plan." He nods.

I walk back onto the Carrier and onto the bridge to see Nat and Nick together. "Is he gonna help?" Nick asks.

"I hope so....he can't resist me." I smile.

"It's still weird." Nat shakes her head. "He's like twenty years older than you."

"Eighteen actually....Am I happy?"

"Yeah?" She narrows her eyes.

"Then what's the problem? You should be happy for me." I shake my head.

"Alright ladies...focus." Nick puts an arm around me. "Rogers will be arriving shortly, along with Banner. I want you both to take them back here. Natasha I want you watching over Banner and
Y/N I want you watching over Rogers. And I also want you to watch over Stark...you know how he is."

"That's not fair...I get two people." I frown, making Nick lightly slap the back of my head.

"Get to work." He points.

Nat and I start to walk out, I punch her shoulder, making her do the same back. "Bitch." I mutter

"Asshole." She smirks.

We stop outside as we see a Quinjet landing. "Nat...I feel really guilty about Clint. I shot his shoulder."

"It's not your fault...this guy has him under some sort of spell. There was nothing you could of done." She rubs my shoulder.

"Banner is over there." I nod, looking back as the Quinjet ramp opens.

"Agent Romanoff. Captain Rogers." Phil nods.

"Ma'am." He shakes my hand.

"Hi." I smile, "Phil, they need you on the bridge. Face time."

"See you there." He pats my shoulder and walks off.

I put my hands in my pockets as we start to walk, "There was quite the buzz around here, finding you in the ice. I thought Coulson was gonna swoon. Did he ask you to sign his Captain America trading cards yet?"

"Trading cards?" He asks.

"They're vintage, he's very proud." I smile as we walk up to Nat and Banner.

"Dr. Banner." Steve shakes his hand.

"Oh, yeah. Hi. They told me you'd be coming."

"Captain, this is my sister. Agent Romanoff....you can just call me Y/N. Less confusing." I smile. "Dr. Banner, pleasure to meet you." I shake his hand.

"Word is you can find the cube." Steve says to Banner.

"Is that the only word on me?"

"Only word I care about." Steve nods.

"Must be strange for you, all of this."

Steve looks around us, "Well, this is actually kind of familiar."

"Gentlemen, you may wanna step inside in a minute. It's gonna get a little hard to breath." I say as the carrier starts shaking.

"Is this is a submarine?" Steve asks.

"Really? They wanted me in a submerged pressurized metal container?" Banner asks. Nat and I smile at each other as we follow behind them. They step to the edge as we start to fly. "OH, NO. THIS IS MUCH WORSE."

Nat and I lead them onto the bridge and over to Nick, "Gentlemen." I watch as Steve gives Nick money and steps up as Nick shakes Banner's hand. "Doctor, thank you for coming."

"Thanks for asking nicely. So, uh... how long am I staying?"

"Once we get our hands on the Tesseract, you're in the clear." Nick nods.

"Where are you with that?"

As Phil goes to explain, Nat and I stare at a photo of Clint. "We're sweeping every wirelessly accessible camera on the planet. Cellphones, laptops. If it's connected to a satellite, it's eyes and ears for us."

"That's still not gonna find them in time." I say.

"You have to narrow the field. How many spectrometers do you have access to?" Banner asks.

Nick turns, "How many are there?"

"Call every lab you know, tell them to put the spectrometers on the roof and calibrate them for gamma rays. I'll rough out a tracking algorithm based on cluster recognition. At least we could rule out a few places. Do you have somewhere for me to work?"

"Agent Romanoff, would you show Dr.Banner to his laboratory, please." Nick nods.

Nat nods and walks past Banner, "You're gonna love it, Doc. We got all the toys."

Phil walks up to me and rubs my shoulder, "We'll get him back." He smiles and walks off.

"A friend?" Steve points to the picture.

"Yeah...but more like an older brother." I nod, walking off and pulling my phone out.

I try to call Tony, but I get no answer. I was losing hope that he'd actually help us.