Natasha Romanoff exits another room just at the same time Fury exited Hermione's room. Her short orange-red hair bobbing as she heads out while looking at the director with a happy-looking face. Her eyes glitter with happiness as she waits for Fury at the door, who has an eyebrow raised in confusion. His lips are bent downwards as if upset with Hermione's responds just now. Some time in the room with Hermione, he doesn't know why he feels as if there's a close relation between him and that girl. Or maybe between that and his Avengers member.

Both of the rooms are actually facing each other so it would be easier for the agents to look after Hermione and One Direction boys. And standing guarded in between the rooms, are two soldier-like agents with armours and bulletproof jackets. Captain America was actually standing behind the mirror of Hermione's room and still now - though he takes a short break from watching that girl and face Nat and Fury. He doesn't know why his colleague is smiling either. He wasn't listening to Natasha's interrogation with the boys.

Natasha crosses her arms on her chest with a smirk. "Come on, Nick. Smile a little," says Natasha. There's a little chuckle escapes her throat when she talks, remembering a stupid but brilliant joke.

"What the hell happening to you?" Fury asks, glancing at the boys in the room through the mirror behind Natasha. He sees four boys sitting on the floor, wrestling. "What the fuck is-"

Natasha can't even reply when Fury pushes her away and bursts into the 1D's interrogation room. Noise dies down in just a matter of second when Nick Fury watches them with fury and a questionable look while the boys quickly get away from each other and look at Fury with confusion in return. They don't seem to get afraid with him although he has an eye patch.

That bald man doesn't even know what to say as soon as he enters the room. But one boy, with short dark brown hair and blue eyes, who doesn't know what fear is, speaks.

"Uh, are you a pirate?" he asks. He's sitting down on the cold, stony floor. His back is leaning against the plain wall behind him.

"Arr, arr," a boy with long hair makes a pirate sound like how it is in the children telly. His three friends laugh at him.

"Excuse me?" Fury is annoyed. He walks deeper into the room slowly like an evil man, wanting to intimidate them. "Do you even know me?" His voice is deep and husky. His fine eye glares down at all the boys and so far this moment, he manages to scare one boy - the one who has long square face.

"Should we?" the blue-eyed boy asks. "We're not making any crime so I don't see the point of fearing you. And for the record, the lady that just talked to us just now is fun. I love her." He and his two friends laugh as if they're thinking the same thing.

Someone slaps the blue-eyed boy. "Louis!" he calls in a warning through his clenched jaws. It's the boy who's afraid with Fury.

The blue-eyed boy turns to the long-faced boy. "Liam?" he mocks back, causing laughs from the other two.

Liam sighs, sick with Louis' playful manner. "For all we know this guy can kill us anytime he wants. Don't you notice there's a gun at his waist?" He points at it.

Although they talk lowly, but Nick Fury can still listen. And when Liam pointing at his gun, he glances down at the gun on its strap on his waist, and smiles proudly.

Louis looks at the gun with narrowed eyes, his lips slightly parted naturally, not because he's shocked or something. "Hey, is that gun real?" he asks Fury like an idiot. Liam taps his forehead after his friend's stupidity.

"It is," Fury replies.

Louis is just about to open his mouth and asks something, but Fury is quick to raise up his finger as a sign that he hasn't finished.

"And if you're thinking if you could try it, just forget it. I have a lot to ask you and I don't like to waste time. And I am sure you want your time alone after this."

Louis smirks, thinking how right Nick Fury was. "You have a point," he agrees.

Watched by his friends, Louis stands up. After a few seconds, the rest follow him although they do not know what Louis is doing. That boy then takes a few steps foward towards Fury and extends his hand. "I am Louis," he introduces himself and they shake hands. "This is Niall, Liam and Harry." Although Liam disapproves with what Louis is doing, but he shakes hands with Fury as if afraid Louis would remark about his attitude later.

Fury almost sqeals when his hand linked with the boys. His mind is projecting the night they capture them and how amazing to be, finally, be in their concert. Fury knows he'll never forget that moment in his life. I mean, who doesn't like when famous people shake your hand? Being in the same room with them now, feels like heaven.

To hide his emotion, Fury rolls his eyes. "Yeah, I know all of you." Fury sighs to let go the breath he's been holding.

The boys get back to sitting on the floor, ignoring the chairs for each one of them. Louis and Niall sit side by side with their back against the wall and legs stretched in front of them; meanwhile Harry and Liam sit facing Fury, who is sitting behind the desk.

~

Tony Stark and Bruce Banner are in their lab, as usual, looking down at term papers that are scattering on the floor with uneven arrangements. Transparent monitors are shining all around them showing some good information they need for their job. Once in a while Tony would bite the end of his pencil while his face scrunches up when he's doing his thinking and reminds Bruce not to get angry because he's not in a mood to calm the enormous green rage monster.

After sighing for so many times, Tony finally gives up. After cracking his knukles and stretching, he stands up. "I'm going to see the captives. You wanna come?" he offers his lab partner, who is still into the project.

"Nope, I am fine," Bruce Banner answers without looking up or even giving Tony a glance.

Tony nods to himself. "Okay. Suit yourself," he mutters before turning and heading out of the lab.

It is quite a walk towards the underground interrogation rooms. It takes Tony like 7 minutes after turns and up and down the stairs. When he reaches a hallway that he's familiar with - for after tons of times of throwing their captives in there before - the underground becomes chillier than the normal temperature above with the lack of heat. Tony hugs himself to get warmer. All thoughts is playing around his head, especially one about the girl.

The pale skin. The brown shiny hair. The eyes. The lips. The face, overall. She reminds him of someone he thinks he's seen before. Maybe from his past that he doesn't want to remember because it reminds him of how bad he was - and he doesn't like to be reminded that he's bad. But this girl... this girl has something about his past.

Reaching there, he sees Natasha and Steve are watching over something. He notices how Steve's eyebrows are knitted together, looking so serious and looks as if he's angry over the thing he's watching. However, when he sees the smile, the really happy smile, on Natasha's face, it intrigues Tony. It makes Tony excited.

"What you got here?" Tony speaks softly not wanting to scare both of his colleagues. He slides beside Steve, focusing his eyes on four boys and one man in the room.

"Nick's idea catching those boys were totally unreasonable," Steve comments, giving it a sign to open the topic they haven't talked about.

"But they're funny," Natasha responds. "I am not backing up Nick, but they are literally clowns." She turns to a frowning Steve. "You should laugh. It's a good medicine."

Steve returns Natasha's happy look with an irritated glare. "They're in there without any reasons! How can you agree with him?"

With the sudden outburst, Black Widow's expression changes 360 degree. She looks at Steve as if that old man is absurd for yelling at her. "Calm down, Steve. Told you I am not picking sides here," Natasha tries to stay clam. "What I am trying to say is that whatever reason Nick is capturing them, the boys give a good thing to us. But I know what you're thinking and I am not blaming you for that."

"Is that true?" Steve lools at Natasha in disbelief. "Because all I see that you're enjoying that the boys are here. And by the time you're enjoying too much, you don't want to let them go."

"Trust me. If you enjoy as much as I am, you don't want to let them go either," Natasha states. And for her it's a fact. Although she disagreed with Fury few days ago over his idea of catching 1D, but now she seems to appreciate Fury's effort to get them here. She agrees that there's no reason for Nick Fury to catch them, but at least they make her smile. Laugh even.

While Steve and Natasha are in the middle of tense glare, Tony suddenly laughs. Both Cap and Nat turn and look at Tony with confusion and Steve looks as if he's demanding an answer.

"Natasha's right," Stark says with an enthusiastic smile. "I don't want to lose them now." He wipes the tears for crying so hard from his eyes. He motions his eyes at Steve to turn back watching Fury interviewing them boys. "And Nick is a fan of them, guys. That's the reason why he captured them."

Natasha and Steve turn to Tony in shock. "What, are you serious?" Almost both of them ask at the same time.

He looks at his colleagues with eyebrows raised. "Do I look not?" Tony asks sarcastically. "Look at him, for God's sake, he's blushing!"

Natasha observes the director with her sharp assassin green eyes. She scans over his body language and posture and hand gestures. She focus on the lips of his that twitch whenever he see the boys laughing, probably they're making jokes again. And yes, it seems that Tony is right. She wants to admit it, but before she can open her mouth, Steve speaks first.

"I don't care if he's a fan of them or not," Steve sounds totally against this. "It's wrong to catch innocense."

Just as Steve finishes his line, they hear loud knocking sounds on the door opposite 1D's room.

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Who knows of Fury is a big fan of One Direction??? 😆😆😆