Chapter 45

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*solve the problem or leave the problem.       Dont't live with it*

*Third Person Pov*

Everyone had left the lab for a while, just to take in everything that had recently occurred.

Leah was in a corridor, leaning on a wall with one hand on her face.
"Hey," Natasha greeted, walking next to her.
"Hey," Leah mumbled back.

"We will sort this. Look, the Maximoff twins may not even remember, or, they may not even talk about it."

"They will be angry at me."

"Why?"

"I just know it."

Natasha placed a comforting hand on Leah's shoulder and smiled, which was very contagious because it put a smile on Leah's face too.

* * *

Steve gathered the team in the lab for a meeting, because something else had happened.

He passes a tablet with a picture on it, around the room, showing Strucker's dead body. Leah had hold of the tablet last, and just stared at it for a few seconds before looking back up.

"What's this?" Tony asked, finally joining the team.
"A message. Ultron killed Strucker," Leah answered bluntly, still mad at him.

"This is a smokescreen. Why send a message when you have just given a speech?" Natahsa questioned, walking over and looking at the picture over Leah's shoulder.

"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss," Steve replied.

"Not everything," Tony brought up.
"Copied files," Leah said catching on.
"Exactly."

* * *

Steve and Leah head to get the files, and they were walking in comfortable silence until Steve broke it.

"You okay? You seem to be on edge lately?" Steve asked Leah, looking at her sympathetically.

"Yeah, everything is cool."
"You know you can tell me. Whatever it is, it stays between me and you."

"I know. I will one day," Leah smiled up at him. "You will get answers before you know it," She finished, looking down anxiously.
"Well, I'm ready to listen whoever you're ready."

They arrived at the file room and picked up a lot of boxes. Steve carried atleast 5 in both his hands...strong man; and Leah picked one up, and made 4 boxes float in the air, following behind her, being controlled.

"Sure you don't want help?" Steve asked sarcastically.
"Oh, sure. You want to carry this one?" She laughed, joking along.

The pair laughed and presented themselves back at the lab with 10 boxes, full of different files linking together.

* * *

"I feel like we are going no where," Leah sighed, throwing some already read sheets on the floor.
"We will find something," Tony encouraged, standing besides her, now assisting Leah with her box of files.

All of a sudden, Thor came next to her other side, and grabbed a bunch of papers, then threw them on the floor, not even reading, or even glancing at them.

"Thor?! What the hell! What are you doing?" Leah raised her voice in shock. Tony just laughed at her reaction, continuing reading.

"You are throwing papers on the floor, so I figured that what we were doing," Thor answered calmly, smiling down at the small woman.

Leah just looked at him, her mouth wide open, not being able to speak with the shock she was in, and confusion. She shook her head, and cleared her throat before speaking.

"Help me pick them up right this instance!" She ordered Thor. His eyes widened and kneeled down straight away picking up some papers.
"Yes Lady Leah," he answered, a tiny bit of fear in his voice because of angry Leah.

Everyone around the laugh couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, these people are all horrible," Bruce said, placing another file down.

Thor and Leah were still picking up some papers, and One that Thor had picked up caught her eye straight away.

"Wait. I know that guy!" Leah said excitedly that they could finally move on. She took the picture from Thor and he helped her up off the floor. She smiled thankfully.

"Back in the day. He operates off the American coast," Leah began. Tony looked and he recognised him too.
"Black Market arms," Tony finished her sentence. They both met this guy together when Leah had first met Tony.

Steve looks at them with an accusing look.
"There are conventions, alright?" Tony cleared up from Steve's facial expressions.

"You meet people, we didn't sell him anything," Leah continued.
"His name is: Ulysses Klaue. He was talking about finding something new, a game changer. It was all very, 'Ahab'," Tony clarified.

"This," Thor said randomly, pointing at a scar on Klaue's neck.
"Uh, it is a tattoo. I don't think he had it...." before Tony could finish, Thor cut him off.

"No, those are tattoos, this, this here is a brand."

Bruce quickly identified the scar, on his neck, on the computer.
"Oh, yeah. It's a word in an African dialect meaning thief....in a much less friendly way."

"Wakanada? Wa...wa..wakanda?" Bruce struggled to pronounce. Leah and Tony shot eachother concerned looks, both knowing what's there.

Leah only knows a lot because Tony told a lot to her about his family and what they have done, ect.

"If this guy got out of Wakanda with some of their trade goods......" Leah trailed off.
"I thought your father said he got the last of it?" Steve asked Tony, knowing what they were on about.

"I don't follow?" Bruce stated.
"What comes out of Wakanda?" Natasha asked the three.

"The strongest metal on Earth," Tony answered them sternly, looking over at Steve's shield.

"Where is this guy now, Tony?" Leah looked back at Tony.

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