[Fic] Reactivation - Chapter 2: The Mission, Should You Choose to Accept It(avengers_xbb
Title: Reactivation
Chapter Title: The Mission, Should You Choose to Accept It
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Word Count: 1,131
Overall Word Count: 15,660
Spoilers/Warnings: Spoilers for all movies; Violence
Summary: Clint Barton is called in as William Brandt with his IMF team. Seems that they're tracking the last Black Widow of the Red Room's program. While Clint is off being another person, Natasha starts to feel like her old life is crawling back while Tony's problem with his heart becomes bigger.
Author's Note: I do not own Avengers, Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol, Bourne Legacy or any of the characters from those various fandoms.
Thank Yous: A big thank you for my beta and cheerleader sirwynai for you are awesome and you know it. A huge HUGE thank you to evian_fork for all of the amazing art. I love it, all of it.
This was the one part of everything that Natasha hated - waiting. There was nothing for her to do, since technically she was on leave, but also because there was little she was being told as well. She turned to the computer in front of her and pulled up her file. She clicked on the link to go to Clint's file to just re-read, as there wasn't really anything better to do until contact was made. What's this? she thought as she saw an icon of a lock by a link. She clicked on it and a password request came up. She grinned and typed in Treadstone before hitting enter. The result was an angry beep. "That should have worked."
"Depends on which part you're looking into," Coulson said as he came over to her. "He didn't tell you about this part?"
"I know about Treadstone, remember?" Natasha said. "When we first met, he thought that the Red Room was running on the same operation."
"This is different," Coulson said. "It might be best coming from him."
"Yeah, but he's not checking in for a while," Natasha said.
Coulson looked around for a moment before leaning down and typing in Outcome. "But you didn't hear it from me," he said before he stepped away.
"Thanks," Natasha said as she turned back to the screen. As she started to read, looking at a picture of Clint as his real self of PFC Kenneth J. Kitsom, there was a strange buzzing. She looked around to see if she could locate the source of the sound. She tried to stand but sat down hard. She didn't even register who placed the hand on her shoulder as she moved to hit whoever it was.
Coulson was able to dodge the hit. "Natasha!" He said loudly and forcefully.
That seemed to get her attention enough that she looked at him and then around her. "Buzzing started again," she whispered.
"Get her to medical," Fury said from behind Coulson as a phone rang.
"Sir - " Coulson started.
"It is the best for her right now," Fury said. "I think I can record a phone call."
"Yes sir," Coulson said as he left the room with Natasha.
Fury answered the call, hitting record at the same time as he started to listen into the conversation at the other end of the line.
Clint was quiet after saying hello and exchanging some pleasantries. He wasn't surprised when they pulled into Midway and went towards a hanger. "Good to see you again," he said to Jane after they got out of the vehicle.
"Same with you," Jane said. "He's waiting," she said as she turned and led them into the private plane that was waiting for them. "Ethan."
Ethan looked up from what he was doing and smiled at seeing Clint. "Long time Brandt," he said.
"Well, we all have our lives," Clint said with a smile.
Ethan motioned to the seat opposite him as Jane and Benji got themselves comfortable. "I've already briefed them on what we're going up against," he said. "It is going to be messy and we might have to go back into Russia."
"Hopefully not to Moscow," Clint said.
"St Petersburg," Ethan said. "But that's if we can't find what we need in Berlin." He tapped on the table, making it light up and show the entire file. "We were tipped off that former members of the KGB are trying to activate the Black Widow program. There seems to only be two left."
"Right - the second Black Widow - Natasha Romanov - has already turned to another agency. The third went to ground and there hasn't been a clear lead on her since," Clint said. "There was also talk about a male component of the program, but their technology made males too aggressive for the type of work that they wanted. Namely getting into bed with anyone who held defense contracts to either get the weapons or codes themselves. Howard Stark had the first Black Widow after him when he was killed in a car accident with his wife. It's what started the effort to shut them down completely."
"Is there anything you don't know?" Ethan asked.
"Probably," Clint replied with a grin. "Analyst, remember?"
"We're to stop the third Widow before they're able to put their plan into action. There's a rumor that they have technology that would override Romanov," Ethan said.
"That would be next to impossible," Clint said.
"How are you sure?" Ethan asked.
"I'm the one who turned her," Clint said. "It was - well, it was before a lot of different things. It's what made the former Director assign me to you and then to have me become his analyst."
"Huh," Ethan said. "Jane?!"
"Yeah?" Jane asked as she helped Benji out with something on the computer end.
"You owe me ten bucks," Ethan said.
"You'll have it soon enough," Jane said.
"Not sure if I should be flattered or insulted," Clint said with a mock sigh which got him a gentle kick under the table. "How is it with them anyways?" He asked in a lower voice.
"Jane and I are getting along well enough," Ethan replied in a similar low voice. "Few kinks in bed, but otherwise good."
"Good to hear," Clint said. "I'm sorry I'm not around more."
"I know you have your own life to live," Ethan said. "And other projects."
Clint looked at Ethan oddly for a moment before looking back down at the information. "So, I'm in. When are we leaving for Berlin?"
"Just like that?" Ethan asked.
"Well, that's what you called me for, isn't it?" Clint asked.
"You didn't even let me get to the 'if you chose to accept it' line," Ethan said.
"Considering that bad things happen with that line, I thought it was good to skip it," Clint said.
Ethan picked up the white phone next to him. "We're all set - you can take off."
Clint discretely reached into his pocket, pressing a button so it would sync with the large screen on the table. He looked through the information himself before he felt a very slight vibrated beep and then canceled the call. "We don't have any sort of lead on who the last Widow is?"
"We'll know after Berlin," Ethan said. "Benji and Jane will be on the outside and we'll go into the building itself. Benji is working on disguises with Jane helping."
"What should I be doing?" Clint asked.
"What you are doing - make sure that you know the file in and out," Ethan said. "And be prepared to use a German accent."
"Ja," Clint replied as he went back to looking at the file and Ethan took a nap.