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This story is No. 9 in the series "Birthday Insanity Challenge Ficlets". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: 28 mostly unrelated ficlets to celebrate 28 years. Multicross.

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Multiple Crossings > Multiple Pairings > Ficlet Collections - OtherJmariaFR15127,9721196,2274 Dec 122 Mar 13No

Eight: It Would Take an Eternity to Break Us

Series: 28 for 28
Title: Eight: It Would Take an Eternity to Break Us
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Joss owns Buffyverse. And the Avengers.
Spoilers: Season 7, the movie (kind of).
Series Summary: Twenty-eight stories and crossings of worlds to celebrate twenty-eight years.
Part Summary: Well, that went well.
Words: 545
Title Quote Source: My Love is Your Love by the Glee Cast.
A/N: I honestly don't know where this idea came from.

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Eight: It Would Take an Eternity to Break Us


"Corporate espionage, not your forte I'm thinking."

The deep voice coming from behind her had her jumping a foot and a half. Her shoulders jerked back into a hard chest and two hands bracketed her shoulders. Feigning innocence, she widened her eyes in a 'wha-who-me' look. Her glasses were slipping down her nose. Not that she even needed them. They were all part of her spy look. Not that she was really a spy. She was a Watcher. She turned around as he released her.

"Mr. Stark, I - I thought you would be gone for the afternoon. Ms. Potts asked that I get your documents in order on the tablet. I was just syncing-"

"Lies," it came out in a sing-songy way as Tony Stark crossed his arms over his chest.

"She's good. Took you three and a half months to figure out she was on the take, Stark," another deep male voice came from beyond him. Shit. The shorter man rose from a crouch.

"Yeah, well, I thought Fury wad triple checking things on his end," Stark tossed back.

"And you trusted him with that call?" Clint Barton said on a disbelieving snort.

"She cleared my triple check. If I believed in witchcraft, I'd think that's how she git past our combined forces."

"Because giant space worms are more believable than witchcraft? You're unbelievable," she snapped. Three months of this crap had snapped her final straw in half. Besides, her cover was blown. "And you're kind of a condescending jackass. Both of you."

Two stares leveled on her. Not that she was caring. She was way past that. Done. Finit-o.

"You," she pointed at Stark. "You run your mouth about everything and everyone, and when you're wrong, do you ever apologize? No. It would take surviving a fricken apocalypse to get you to own up to the fact that you might not be right all of the time. I didn't sign up for that. If I wanted that, I would have taken the assignment with Kennedy."

"The Kennedy?" Stark cocked his head to the side.

"And you! Stop being so damn hot and irritable!" She tossed at Barton.

"Wait, I get condescending ass and he gets hot and irritable?" Stark threw up his hands. Barton only chuckled, which was damn hot. "There is something seriously wrong with my employees."

"Ex. You were about to fire me for corporate espionage. Even though I'm not stealing SI secrets. I can't even access those files," she snapped, yanking the glasses off her face and jerked her hand up to tug out the hair tie out of her neat ponytail. Both men blinked at her.

"Did she just do the glasses-and-hair-shake thing?"

"Seems so," Barton gave her a once over, that had she not been annoyed, she would have noticed and maybe preened at.

"I need an extraction," she said to no one in particular.

"We know," a female voice said from behind both men. Faith stood in the doorway with Pepper Potts and a pissed off Nick Fury. "Good job, baby girl."

"Good job?" Barton's eyes narrowed back on her.

"Et tu, Pepper?"

"I knew before you did. Not by much, but I knew she wasn't stealing information," the red-head shrugged.

"Next time Dawn says, 'hey Kit, got a great assignment lined up for you in New York with laid-back Faith', remind me that she's crazy," Kit snapped at Faith, stalking around the two Avengers and towards her slayer. "I need booze."

"You always need booze," Faith snorted.

"That's because I work for insane people."
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