Red Room

RR44 One Step Closer

APPROXIMATLY ONE AND A HALF WEEKS AGO

"Who the hell took my jet!" Tony stormed into the common room where Steve, Clint, and Jane were gathered. He was flustered and red in the face.

"I'm sorry?" Jane asked, not sure if she heard Tony correctly.

"My jet, records indicate that it left hours ago!" Pissed did not even begin to describe what he was feeling right now.

"Tony, calm down," Steve said as he got up from his place on the couch, followed by Clint. "I'm sure there is a logical explanation for this."

"Jarvis!" Tony yelled at his AI system as he ignored Steve.

"I am here, sir," the unit replied.

"You know what I want Jarvis."

"Of course, I know you so well. Ms. Romanoff took your jet approximately 4 hours ago. Flight records indicate that it is located a few hundred miles from here, I'm sending the coordinates to your phone as we speak."

Tony was fuming. No one was allowed to take his jet, it was his jet and his baby. Noticing Jane in the room, he asked Jarvis where Darcy was.

"Ms. Lewis left the building not too long after Ms. Romanoff. I presume to follow her."

After many choice words were said, Tony grabbed Steve and Clint and took off in the helicopter to where his jet was located. Jane was left behind as she had no field training and they weren't fully sure as to what was going on.

Why would they leave without telling us? Tony wondered as he piloted his chopper. I thought we were passed all of this.

When they found the jet, it was abandoned. They climbed into the small space and found the note that Natasha had written. 'sorry guys, I had to. Please don't follow me.'

"What did she have to do?" Steve asked Tony, knowing he didn't really have the answer.

"I don't know Steve, but we are about to find out, she left her phone." Tony had found the phone Natasha left in the pilot's seat. He knew that she would expect it to be traced, but maybe Darcy would pick up if he called her from Nat's phone, assuming they were already together. He went through the contacts and then pressed on Darcy's name. It rang only a few times before it was answered by the spunky brunette.

"Nat! Thank god you called, where are you? Are you okay?" As soon as she answered, he had Clint start tracing her phones location.

"Hello Darcy, care to explain what the hell is going on? And kindly tell me why my jet is sitting here at some random airport with Nat's phone sitting in the pilot's seat?" Dread filled Tony when he realized that even Darcy didn't know where Natasha was.

"Um, hello Tony, I can't talk right now. I'm kind of busy with some stuff here at the tower so I'll talk to you when you get back okay?" Clint finished the trace and held up his device to show Tony.

"Since when did my tower move to a little motel parking lot in the middle of nowhere?"

"Tony I'm sorry. Nat has to do something and I'm helping her whether she likes it or not." From the tone of her voice, she sounded worried, and when Darcy was worried about someone, it was for good reason and usually led to trouble.

"Well since you answered with asking where she was, how is that going for you?" Tony didn't bother waiting for an answer, he needed to know that they were safe. "We are on our way, stay there Darcy."

Tony hung up and cursed himself. "Well at least we know where Darcy is. Let's go."

The team then left the empty and out of fuel jet alone once again and loaded into the helicopter. The phones signal they had traced suddenly disappeared. "Shit," Tony said and received a glare from a very unhappy Steve.