the other side.

Rounding Them Up.

(the drawing is made by me! This is what Galactica looks like.)

The room is dim as I hide behind a wall. I teleported here on Fury's command, me and Phil Coulson rounding up everyone we know from the Avengers initiative. I'm just going after one of our own agents, the infamous Natasha Romanoff. Black Widow is the name she's most known for, and currently, she is interrogating a German man, who seems to hold a lot of power. I don't really get to details with interrogations.

I walk out slowly, not making a sound as I get closer to her. She is the only one facing me, to make it easier for the both of us. She looks over at me, shocked to see me out of my cell. That's the only place she's seen me so far. I place a finger over my lips.

"We need you." I mouth to her.

"Are you kidding me? I'm working."

"This is urgent, Natasha. Barton's been compromised."

She goes silent.

"Mind giving me a hand?"

I smile. I walk over to the man in the middle, tapping him on the shoulder. He looks over at me startled.

"Hello, I'm here for her." I say kindly, backslapping him and he tumbles on the floor. The two others surround me, and I fight them off, stalling for Natasha to uncuff herself. She breaks free quickly, grabbing one of the guys and we take them down easily. She walks over to the man on the floor, grabbing him by the shirt and tying the chain around his ankle, pushing him off and letting him dangle there. She grabs her heels and joins me as we walk out.

"Is he alive?"

"Yes, but I don't think he's on our side anymore."

She exhales, looking over at me.

"Well, it got you out of your cell, Galactica, so maybe there's a start." I chuckle lightly.

"Maybe."

"So, who am I after exactly?"

"The big guy."

"Oh, Stark? That'll be easier than I thought."

"No no, Coulson is getting Stark right now. You'll be getting the doctor."

She stiffens slightly, nodding.

"Would you like me to come with you?" I ask politely.

"No, help Coulson. If I need you I'll call."

꧁♡︎꧂

Watching as the floor numbers go by, Phil and I stand together in a comfortable silence.

"Leave me with the talking, Galactica." He says.

"Oh, so I'm not of use to you?" I say smirking. He smiles back slightly.

"It's not that, it's just that Stark is-"

"Difficult, stubborn? I've heard it all, I think it'll be fine." I interrupt. He chuckles, and the elevator stops. Phil decides to call him before we enter.

"Mr. Stark, we need to talk."

"You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark, please leave a message." I giggled slightly, making Coulson look at me with annoyance. I smile at him

"This is urgent."

"Then leave it urgently."

The elevator opens, showing us standing there. Phil was unamused, while I was smiling.

"Security breach!"

"Good evening Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts. I apologize for interrupting on our behalf." I say kindly. Pepper smiles, walking over to us, while Tony follows.