"Hey, I think we might have something." Steve whispers as he shakes me awake. "Yeah, I'm coming just five more minutes please." I wave him off as I try to change my head position on the desk since I fell asleep after countless failures of trying to find a way to retrieve Liz's back-up files, which had a back-up scan of the HYDRA file I found.
Steve chuckles and places a cup of coffee in front of my face. The smell dances around my nose, I reach over to grab it but Steve snatches it away. "Nooo."
"Get up." Steve says as he walks to the door with the coffee in hand. The only way you can ever get me to wake up or do something, is if you offer some type of food.
"I hate you." I stick my tongue out at him as I snatch the coffee away from him. "You love me." He laughs as he puts an arm around me. I shrug at his response. "Not today spangles."
We walk into the lab along with Thor, he hands over the tablet to Tony by smacking it on his chest.
Tony groans and holds up the tablet. "What's this?" He asks, I peer over his shoulder easily as I take a sip of my coffee. He hates the fact that we're the same height and sometimes my boots make me look taller.
"A message." Steve answers. "Ultron killed Strucker." He adds looking at me. Ah shit! I was hoping to get the chance of interrogating that asshole to find out what happened to me in Sokovia.
"And he did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us." Tony chirps as he pulls up the image of Strucker's dead body. "Beautiful." I add.
Nat looks at us with a confused face as she thinks. "This is a smokescreen. Why send a message when you've just given a speech?"
"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss." I state the obvious reason why anyone would go after Strucker. "I mean, he was the one who managed to achieve human enhancement."
Nat turns to her computer. "Yeah, I bet he... " She looks at the computer monitor. "Yep. Everything we had on Strucker has been erased."
I slump down on a chair. "Great."
"Not everything." Tony nods over to us to follow him.
He takes us to a lower office which contains old files. We each grab a box and go through the physical files they have on Strucker.
"Known associates. Well, Strucker had a lot of friends." Steve reads off the file next to me. He seriously hasn't left my side since he got me out of Sokovia. I'd be lucky if he'd let me go to the restroom alone.
"Well, these people are all horrible." Bruce says as he shivers at the images.
"Wait. I know that guy." Tony points over to the file in my hands.
I hand him the photo of the man. "From back in the day. He operates off the African coast, black market arms." He says and Steve gives him an accusing look.
"There are conventions, alright? You meet people, I didn't sell him anything." He defends him self.
"Wow, how the times have changed." I quietly mutter to myself. His father went to science conventions while his son went to secret illegal black market conventions.
I flip the file over to read the name. "Ulysses Klaue."
"He was talking about finding something new, a game changer, it was all very "Ahab." Tony says as he puts a hand on his chin as he thinks. He really does remind me of Howard.
Thor points to the scar on the back of Klaue's neck. "This."
"Uh, it's a tattoo. I don't think he had it..." Tony starts but I interrupt him when I notice the marking Thor pointed at. "No, those are tattoos, this is a brand."
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