CHAPTER 6: Phone Call #5- Foster

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Maria Hill was pissed. Hydra was out there, doing god knows what and the Avengers wouldn't help her. This was a matter of life and death! She sighed and called Thor. Hopefully this time she wouldn't get comepletely blown off. Thor answered on the second ring. "Hello?", his loud voice boomed. Director Hill winced. Yeah, scream. Like that would help her migraine.

"Thor, it's Director Hill from S.H.E.I.L.D. The world needs your help."

"Now, I am king of Asgard. I cannot help you Lady Hill."

"What about your son?"

"Ah, my son, Berwald. He has not yet finished his training. He is ill-prepared for battle."

"I'll just go ask Romanoff."

"Good day, Lady Hill."

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