Covert Affair | Natasha Romanoff

Chapter 5: Why does no one tell me anything?

As Jenna briskly made her way through the labyrinthine corridors of the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier towards the lab, she passed by the flight room, its walls adorned with a multitude of computer screens displaying various feeds and data streams. One screen caught her attention, showing a live feed of Loki standing in front of an elegant building. Curious, she approached a nearby agent who was monitoring the screens.

"What's happening?" Jenna inquired, her curiosity piqued by the unexpected sight.

The agent glanced at her briefly before returning their attention to the screen. "They sent the Avengers to Germany" they replied tersely. "Loki's attempting to acquire iridium"

Jenna's expression shifted to one of frustration. "Why does no one tell me anything?" she muttered under her breath.

With a sigh, Jenna found herself a nearby seat and settled in front of the screen, her eyes fixed on the unfolding events in Germany. However, her focus wavered as she noticed Natasha Romanoff,on another screen, piloting one of the quinjets with her characteristic skill and grace.

Despite her frustration at being left out of the loop, Jenna couldn't help but be mesmerized by Natasha--Natasha's effortless control of the aircraft. 

Lost in the mesmerizing spectacle before her, She found herself momentarily forgetting about her own grievances as she became absorbed in the action unfolding on the screens.

As Jenna continued to watch Natasha piloting the quinjet, her focus suddenly shifted as the unmistakable sound of AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" blasted through the speakers. Her attention snapped back to the screens as Tony Stark, clad in his Iron Man suit but without the helmet, made a dramatic entrance to the scene.

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Tony and Steve Rogers stood behind the cockpit, exchanging banter as they prepared to confront Loki.

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With Loki strapped down in the back of the plane.

Fury's voice crackled over the quinjet radio, his urgency palpable as he urged Natasha to get Loki to their location swiftly. 

As Steve expressed his doubts about the situation, Tony's trademark sarcasm filled the air, their playful banter contrasting sharply with the gravity of their mission.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony quipped, his tone light despite the tension in the air.

Steve's expression remained serious as he replied, "I don't remember it being that easy. This guy packs a wallop."

Tony's smirk widened. "Still, you were pretty spry, for an older fellow. What's your thing? Pilates?" he teased.

Steve's confusion was evident as he asked, "What?"

"It's like calisthenics. You might have missed a couple of things. Y'know, doing time as a Cap-sicle," Tony explained with a smirk.

Meanwhile, Natasha's voice cut through the chaos as she addressed the team. "Where's this come from?" she inquired, her gaze focused on the stormy sky.

Steve Rogers, ever the beacon of courage, turned his attention to Loki, the mischievous god who seemed unfazed by the brewing storm.

"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Steve taunted, his voice laced with determination.

Loki's response was cryptic yet foreboding. "I'm not overly fond of what follows," he admitted, his gaze fixed on the ominous sky above.

Suddenly, there was a crash on top of the quinjet, jolting everyone inside. Tony Stark, Steve, and Natasha exchanged shocked glances as they looked up to see a shadowy figure clinging to the aircraft.

It was Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder, with another flash of lightning, the quinjet was bathed in an eerie glow.

Natasha wasted no time, speeding up the quinjet as Steve made a dash for his cowl and Tony grabbed his helmet, attaching it to his suit with practiced ease. With a push of a button, Tony opened the ramp of the jet, preparing for the inevitable confrontation.

As Thor entered the quinjet, his presence commanding attention, he wasted no time in taking action. With a swift motion, he knocked Iron Man aside, causing him to collide with Captain America. Grabbing Loki by the neck, Thor leaped out of the plane with determined resolve.

Iron Man, unfazed by Thor's abrupt entrance, quipped, "Now there's that guy," as Natasha questioned the new arrival's allegiance. "Another Asgardian?".

Captain America,"That guy's a friendly." 

"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki,or kills him, the Tesseract's lost.", Natasha responds.

With Iron Man already in motion, flying out of the jet with a battle cry, and Captain America preparing to dive out with a parachute, Natasha cautioned,"I'd sit this one out, Cap.". But Steve, resolute in his duty, insisted, "I don't see how I can," as he strapped on his chute and prepared to face the unknown. "These guys come from legend,they're basically Gods." Natasha warns. "There's only one God ma'am, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that." Steve said beofre diving out of hte plane head first.

Jenna watched the events unfolding through the monitor, her eyes flickering between the intense action on screen and Fury standing. As she observed the dynamic between the Avengers, she couldn't help but let out an exasperated sigh.

"Men," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes at the predictable bravado and posturing displayed by the superhero trio. Despite their impressive abilities, their tendency to leap into action without considering the consequences grated on her nerves.

Jenna gracefully maneuvered past the agents. As she approached the communication age, "Excuse me," she said politely, her voice carrying the same warmth as her smile. Without missing a beat, she reached for the headset, her actions confident yet unassuming. Taking it from the surprised agent, she offered him a quick nod of gratitude before slipping it on, the device fitting comfortably over her ears.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, her voice clear and reassuring as she addressed Natasha over the communication channel "Are you okay?" she inquired, her words laced with warmth and sincerity. Despite the chaos unfolding around them,  She waited patiently for Natasha's response, ready to offer support and reassurance however she could.

Natasha's voice crackled through the headset, carrying a hint of her trademark standoffishness but also a clear sense of determination. "I am fine, I don't know about them though," she replied curtly, her tone sharp and to the point. As Jenna turned to leave, a voice crackled through the comms, cutting through the tension with its authoritative tone. "Are we done here?" came Captain America's voice, firm and resolute. Then, she was met with the sight of Director Fury approaching her with purposeful strides. His stern countenance softened slightly as he addressed her, a glint of appreciation in his eye.

"Agent Zero," Fury began, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "I need you to set up the lab for studying the Tesseract. We need to analyze its properties and potential risks."

Jenna nodded, a playful glimmer dancing in her eyes as she replied, "Aye aye, Captain." She couldn't resist teasing Fury, knowing full well his preference for efficiency and formality.

Fury raised an eyebrow at her lighthearted response, but a ghost of a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Just get it done Smee," he said, though his tone held a hint of amusement.

Jenna couldn't help but chuckle at Fury's playful reference. "Hey, I am not Mr. Smee," she retorted with a grin, her tone light and teasing. "But I'll make sure everything's shipshape in the lab"