Well Crap

                                    

                                          
Banner froze, arms stiffening around Nattie, who looked up startled and whimpered before burying her face in Bruce's shoulder. Tony looked up at the man in the doorway with him so fast that he knocked his head against the doorpost with an audible crack, and Steve simply stiffened in his soldier stance.
                          
Fury narrowed his eye, first at Tony, then at Steve, then to Bruce. He ignored Nattie almost completely. "Nothing suspicious at all, huh Stark?" He glared down at the frozen man at his feet. "You really are an amazing liar."
                          
Tony gulped, crawling away a few feet before pushing himself up quickly and facing Fury. He dusted off his clothing, trying to appear nonchalant as he spoke. "Hey, no harm done. I told you everything that was necessary, isn't that right Cap?" He turned towards Steve, slowly making his way towards Bruce to stand a bit in front of Nattie. A small hand found its way to the back of his shirt, gripping it tight.
                          
Steve readjusted his stance. "For the record sir, I-"
                          
"Shut up Rogers. I'm not concerned about the lies. As director, I simply want to know what's going on!" He raised his voice as he spoke, so the last few words were almost a yell.
                          
Tony winced and growled when the little hand gripped his shirt tighter. Bruce moved his hand to stroke Natties hair to try and calm her down, as she had started almost sobbing when Fury started yelling.
                          
"Well! Someo-" Fury's loud voice was cut off as he was slammed against the doorway, an angry Natasha's forearm pressed against his throat. 
                          
Normally, Fury would start yelling and dishing out punishments at this point, but the cold anger in Natasha's eyes stopped even his voice.
                          
Natasha's eyes glanced across the room to where Tony was standing in front of a cradled Nattie held by Bruce. Her sobs seemed to sign Fury's death warrant as he was suddenly slammed against the wall again.
                          
Bruce leaned down and whispered something into Nattie's ear, removing his hand from her hair to point at the door way. Tony stepped to the side so the little girl could have a clearer view of Natasha, who had Fury in a death grip and was about to slam him into the wall again.
                          
A quiet "Mmm-uh" made it's way to Natasha, and her hold on Fury's collar relaxed a moment. She turned towards Nattie, who was leaning out of Bruce's secure hold with her arms out. "Mmm-uh!" Natasha let go of Fury's collar, glaring at him with a silent threat before softening her features and rushing across the room to Nattie.
                          
Bruce and Tony almost jumped back, Bruce with his arms out for Natasha to take Nattie. As soon as she was in her arms, Natasha kissed the top of Nattie's head and whispered to her. She ignored Fury's presence in the room as she started to rock Nattie, who herself was busy with running her hand over Natasha's face and through her hair.
                          
Bruce and Tony made their way to stand in the middle of the room, blocking Fury from Natasha's view and visa versa as they glared and crossed their arms. Fury, however, half stood half leaned against the doorway as if he was trying to get his bearings. His eye was narrowed, staring at the door beam across from his as he seemed to try and understand what had just happened.
                          
Steve stood off to the side, looking unsure and nervous. He cleared his throat, "umm, sir?" He took a step forward, as if to try and help the director, but Fury held out his hand.
                          
"Someone needs to explain what's going on, right now." He almost whispered, pushing off the door and making his ways towards the floors livingroom. Steve nodded and made his way quickly after him. "I don't need help, Rogers!"
                          
Bruce and Tony exchanged looks, glancing back at Natasha before following Fury out of the room. Natasha stayed where she was, smiling at the girl in her arms as she babbled and traced her features.
                          
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Fury stood across from the two couches in the large open room. Tony and Bruce sat on of said couches, Tony slouched and relaxed while Bruce sat straight with his hands nervously clasped in his lap. Steve stood in front of the other couch, not so much unsure as whether he should sit as he simply didn't want to relax.
                          
Fury rubbed his temples with two fingers, working away a harsh headache as he tried to piece together what had happened in the room. "So..." he looked up over his hand, looking each present Avenger in the eyes. "Who's going to start?"
                          
Tony cleared his throat and sat forward, raising a hand and opening his mouth to start. "Not you Stark." He feigned hurt and sat back in plush couch relieved. 
                          
Fury made eye contact with Bruce. "Banner, what exactly is going on?"
                          
Bruce squirmed nervously, stuttering. "I-I don't really know what, what happened in the field during the, the mission. But, umm," He rubbed the back of his neck. "I know that Natasha found an abandoned toddler and decided to adopt her... so..." He glanced up at Fury, relaxing back when the Director didn't ask for more.
                          
"Rogers?" Fury didn't make eye contact, instead towards the room where Natasha was still with Nattie. Steve shrugged his shoulders.
                          
"That's about it, sir." He glanced at Bruce before turning his attention back to Fury. "Natasha found a girl during the mission and has so far shown extreme signs of wanting to care for her."
                          
Fury nodded. "So the little girl sobbing in the room behind you is Natasha Romanov's new daughter." He glanced to the others for confirmation. "The little girl, who is crying, because I yelled." Nods again went around the room, and Fury sighed audibly. "Crap."