The scene is is Russia. There is a building, a warehouse, next to some unfinished railroad tracks under construction. The building is only occupied by Georgi Luchkov, a Russian general, and two thugs, with a prisoner amongst them, tied to a chair. The taller thug is in the middle of hitting the spy, a red headed Russian woman in a black tank top. They have a conversation in Russian.

Hayley: Why are you tied up?

Natasha: Interrogation.

Tony: And also looking smoking hot.

GENERAL LUCHKOV: [in Russian] This is not how I wanted the evening to go.

Natasha: I know how you wanted this evening to go. Believe me, this is better.

Tony mumbles something angrily under his breath. Natasha snorts in amusement

Dean: Aw, someone's jelly.

Tony: Shut up, Romano----Potter. Uh, this is really confusion

Ron: I have a headache

Clint: Can we at least get popcorn?

Dobby: Do you want popcorn? Dobby will get---

Clint lets out a loud high pitched scream at the sight of the elf.

Clint: AHHHH!! WHAT THE FUCK?!!

Steve: Is that a-----

Remus: An elf? Yes.

Dean 2: Ah don't worry, he does that and sometimes he does when you're in the shower

Dean: Thanks, Second Dean.

LUCHKOV: I'd like to know why they sent you to carry out a carrier, a stained glass and other random items.

[The taller thug pushes her chair back, tilting it over the edge of a few story drop, and Natasha hides her fear.

Natasha: I thought General Solohob was in charge of the export business.

LUCHKOV: Solohob? Your reputation is quite a progression. The famous Black Widow. Nothing but a pretty face.

Hayley: Famous?

Stephen: You'll find out

Tony: She's more then a pretty face. Should see her nak-----

Natasha slaps him hard on the back of his head

Tony: OW!!! What I'd do?

Natasha: You think I'm pretty?

Fred and George: Oh Merlin's Beard, yes!

Oh yeah!

Ginny: Yes!

Ron: Yes!

Tony turns his head over his shoulders, glaring slightly while Dean and Natasha smirks in amusement.

[Luchkov walks over to a table filled with tools of torture and interrogation, picking up a pair of pliers. The tall thug next to her forces her jaw open.

LUCHKOV: We do not need the Lermontov to transfer the tanks. Tell him, well... [In english] You may have to write it down.

[A phone rings, and the weaselly thug looks to his phone in confusion. He picks it up.

WEASELLY THUG: Ya? [He looks to Luchkov.] It's for you.

[Luchkov takes the phone, annoyed and angry.

LUCHKOV: Who the hell is...

Dean: You're at 114 Solenski Plaza, 3rd floor. We have an F22 exactly 8 miles out. Put the woman on the phone or I will blow up the block before you can make the lobby.

Hayley: How do you know where they are?

Molly: Why does he have to save you?

Dean: Well, she really doesn't need saving.

[Luchkov places the cell phone against Natasha's ear seeing how she's tied to a chair with her hands tied behind her back.

Dean: We need you to come in.

Natasha: Are you kidding? I'm working!

Dean: This is more important, Nat.

Natasha: I'm in the middle of an interrogation and this moron is giving me everything.

LUCHKOV: [Confused] I don't give everything

Natasha: Look, you can't pull me out of this right now

Dean: Natasha. It's Barton. He's compromised.

Natasha: Let me put you on hold.

She nods to Luchkov. When he grabs the phone, she hits him with her leg and headbutts him. She stands, still tied to the chair, and kickboxes the tall thug in the face. She rolls over to the weasely thug, trips him, and stomps on his foot when he tries to pin her, then she knocks him out with a headbut. Coulson waits calmly, listening to her take three men down with her arms literally tied behind her back. She flips, breaking the chair on weasely thugs' ribcage, and looks to the tall thug, standing up. She kicks him too, chocking him out cold. She then wraps Luchkov's legs with a chain and pushes him down the hole he was threatening to drop her down. He hangs there, in pain

Tony: That was the hottest thing I've ever seen.

Ginny: I love her.

Ron: Ron has a boner.

Fred and George: Same.

She grabs her shoes and the phone.

Natasha: Where's Barton now?

Dean: We don't know

Natasha: But he's alive?

Clint: Yes. Yes I am

Dean: Ah shut up.

Dean: Clint's too hard to kill and we both know that, Nat

Natasha: Yeah, well so are you.

Dean and Clint looks at each other, both shrugs innocently.

Natasha: We don't talk about that.

Steve: Talk about what?

Clint and Dean: Norway.

Tony groans and bangs his head on the armrest, Natasha smiles as she rubs his back in comfort

Steve: What happened in Norway?

Clint: He kicked my ass.

Dean folds his arms and smirks

Dean: Yeah, I really wasn't myself then.

Dean: I'll brief you on everything when you get back. But first, we need you to talk to the big guy.

Natasha: Dean, you know that Stark only trusts me about as far as he can throw me.

Dean: No, Coulson's got Stark. I got Rogers and you got the Big Guy.

Natasha: [pausing and hanging up the phone.] Bozhe moi.

Tony: That's not true and you know it!

Natsha: I know

They smile at each other. Dean and Clint rolls their eyes

Dean: They really thought I didn't know but in truth, I knew everything.

Tony: How much?

Dean: I know about the 'incident" in the hot tub in Las Vegas.

Tony and Natasha's eyes widens in horror as everyone looks confused. Dean just folds his arms across his chest and smirks.

A slum in India it attacked by a sickness. A little girl runs into the middle of a makeshift hospital in someone's home, pushing through the crowd frantically. She runs up the steps inside to greet the only doctor, Bruce Banner. They begin speaking in Hindu.

ATTENDING WOMAN: What are you doing here?! Get out! You shouldn't be here.

LITTLE GIRL: I have to see the doctor. It's my father

Bruce: What's wrong?

LITTLE GIRL: My father...

She looks to the other sick people, laying down and moaning in pain.]

Bruce: Is he like them?

[The little girl holds out money, crumpled and looking desperate.]

LITTLE GIRL: [In English] Please.

Bruce rolls his eyes at the screen. Natasha smirks.

Bruce: I really should thought that one through

Dean: Yes. Yes you should've.

Banner and the little girl run quickly to the edge of town. She leads him quickly through narrow passageways, and is proving too fast to keep up with. Banner spots a nice car, and looks around, worried. He runs into the girls house, when she leaves through a window, untraceable.]

Bruce: Should have gotten paid up front, Banner.

Natasha: [Entering the room behind him, making Banner turn around.] You know, for a man who's supposed to be avoiding stress, you picked a hell of a place to settle.

Tony: Is there anything you don't do that's not sexy as hell?

Natasha: Nope, there is not

Steve: Oh for the love of God. When you two have kids, we're doomed

Clint and Dean breaks out laughing loudly; Hayley joins in, laughing alongside her brother.

Bruce: Avoiding stress isn't the secret.

Natasha: Then, what is it? Yoga?

Dean: Mine's weed.

Lily raises her eyebrow sending her son a look

Dean: What? Is this a bad time to mention I own a bar?

Lily: YOU OWN A BAR?!!

James: You own a bar?

Dean nods his head

Sirus: I've never been more proud.

Dean and Sirus sends each other happy smiles.

Lily: Do not encourage him.

Bruce: You brought me to the edge of the city, smart. I uh... assume the whole place is surrounded?

Natasha: Just you and me.

Bruse: And your actress buddy, is she a spy too? Do they start that young?

Natasha: I did.

Bruce: Who are you?

Natasha: Natasha Romanoff.

Tony: Natasha Stark if I have anything to say about it

Natasha wraps her arms around his waist leaning into his side.

Bruce: Are you here to kill me, Miss Romanoff? Because that's not gonna work out for everyone.

Luna: Why would she kill you?

Bruce: You'll find out.

Natasha: No. No. Of course not. I'm here on behalf of SHIELD.

Bruce: SHIELD. How did they find me?

Natasha: We never lost you, doctor. We've kept our distance, even helped keep some other interested parties off your scent.

Bruce: Why?

Natasha: Nick Fury seems to trust you. But now I need you to come in.

Bruce: What if I said no?

Natasha: I'll persuade you

Tony frowns not liking her tone and looks at Bruce who holds his hands up

Bruce: Oh! Oh! Wa--wait! I---I---I--I would never do that to you, Tony

Natasha: Tony knows he's the only one for me

Tony: Yeah I know but I still hate seeing you flirt.

Dean: Oh for the love of God, get a room.

Bruce: And what if the... other guy says no?

Natasha: You've been more than a year without an incident. I don't think you wanna break that streak.

Bruce: [gently pushing a cradle] I don't always get what I want.

Natasha: Doctor, we're facing a potential global catastrophe.

Bruce: Well, those I actively try to avoid.

Natasha: This is the Tesseract. It has the potential energy to wipe out the planet.

[She shows him a photo of the Tesseract on her cell phone. Banner takes a closer look.

Bruce: What does Fury want me to do? Swallow it?

Dean: Could you do it actually?

Bruce looks at him confused

Bruce: Probably.

Dean nods his head and looks back at the screen.

Natasha: Well, he wants you to find it. It's been taken. It emits a gamma signature that's too weak for us to trace. There's no one that knows gamma radiation like you do. If there was, that's where I'd be.

Bruce: So Fury isn't after the monster?

Remus shallows a gulp and perks up.

Natasha: Not that he's told me.

Bruce: And he tells you everything?

Natasha: Talk to Fury, he needs you on this.

Bruce: He needs me in a cage?

Natasha: No one's gonna put you in a...

Bruce: STOP LYING TO ME!

Banner slams his fists onto the table

Everyone flinches at that even Bruce.

Bruce: Sorry.

[Natasha grabs a gun hidden under the table, pointing it at him. Banner stays still, grinning

Bruce: I'm sorry, that was mean. I just wanted to see what you'd do. Why don't we do this the easy way, where you don't use that, and the other guy doesn't make a mess? Okay? Natasha...

[Natasha, still wary, doesn't lower her gun. She lowers her gun and speaks into her earpiece.

Natasha: [on her earpiece] Stand down. We're good here.

[Dozens of soldiers armed to the teeth have surrounded the small house, but at her signal they back off a bit.

Bruce: [smiles back at Natasha] Just you and me?

Hayley: Bloody hell

Ron: That's a lot of people.

Inside a SHIELD analytical room, filled with monitors of partially silhouetted people. Fury stands in the middle, frowning. They make up the World Security Council.]

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: This is out of line, Director. You're dealing with forces you can't control.

Nick: You ever been in a war, Councilman? In a firefight? Did you feel an overabundance of control?

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: You saying that this Asgard has declared war on our planet?

Nick: Not Asgard, Loki.

COUNCIL MEMBER 2: He can't be working alone. What about the other one? His brother.

Nick: Our intelligence says, Thor is not a hostile. But he's worlds away, we can't depend on him to help. It's up to us.

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: Which is why you should be focusing on phase 2, it was designed for exactly...

Nick: PHASE 2 isn't ready, our enemy is. We need a response team.

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: The Avengers Initiative was shut down.

Nick: This isn't about The Avengers.

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: We're running the world's greatest covert security network and you're gonna leave the fate of human race to a handful of freaks.

James: Come over here and I'll say that to my face, cunt!

Nick: I'm not leaving anything to anyone. We need a response team. These people maybe isolated, unbalanced even, but I believe with the right push they can be exactly what we need.

COUNCIL MEMBER 2: You believe?

COUNCIL MEMBER 1: War isn't won by sentiment, Director.

Nick: No, it's won by soldiers.

SHIELD GYM

Dean is pulling himself up working out on a salmon ladder, shirtless. Sweat beading around his rock hard six pack abs. He throws himself down landing gracefully and walks over to a punching bag

Ginny: Oh sweet Merlin.

Hermione: Oh good lord

Luna: Oh my

Ginny: Come to Mama

Ron: Ron may be gay

Hayley and Hermione groans in annoyance and rolls their eyes.

A light blush appears across Dean's face while the Avengers all smirks.

Dean punches the bag harder and harder using all his strength.

FLASHBACK

Dean is strapped down on a table as a large needle is jammed into his arms making him scream loudly in pain.

Lily gasps, clutching Jame's arm tightly. James and Lily has tears in their eyes. Hayley grips her brother's hand tightly

Dean is glaring at the screen, jaw clenched in anger. Natasha and Clint exchanges a worried look with each other, Natasha sighs in defeat.

Steve: Is that the----

Dean: Yeah. That's the serum or at least a version of it.

Dean is beating the bag with everything he has, destroying it and beating his fists.]

Dean is lying on a table, half frozen, and still partially trapped in a slab of ice. Two scientists run equipment over him, checking for his vitals. Something flickers...

Hydra Scientist: Vitals are normal. The serum has fully intergated with his cells.

Dreyov: Wipe his memories and begins the process. Implant the chip.

Hayley: What process is he talking about? What---

Dean: He made me into a killer, that's what he did. A Winter Soldier.

Lily has tears running down her face as James is glaring at the screen, hands clenched into fist. Sirus places his hand on his shoulder

Dumbledore is eyeing the screen with a twinkle in his eyes

Lucius: Ugh! What is that annoying little look in your eyes, you annoying old cunt?

Dean punched the bag, easily a hundred pounds, across the room with one swing snapping the metal chain and pummeling it back a dozen feet, sand spilling out from where he cracked the fabric. He stands up, breathing hard, and grabs another bag, resuming a more normal routine

Fred: Whoa!

Dean 2: Merlin's soggy right nut!

Ron: Oy!

Ginny: Still hot.

Luna: Yes. Hot indeed.

Steve walks into the room

Steve: Trouble sleeping to?

Dean: I don't sleep a lot anymore. You?

Steve: I slept for seventy years, sir. I think I've had my fill. You?

Dean: Nightmares keeps me up. Things I did.

He stops punching and walks over to the bench, unraveling the tape off his hands. He sits down.

Steve: I went under, the world was at war, I wake up, they say we won. They didn't say what we lost.

Dean: We've made some mistakes along the way. Some very recently.

Pansy: How strong are you?

Steve and Dean shrugs.

Dumbledore: How?

Natasha: Science.

Steve: You got a mission, Romanoff?

Dean: I am

Dean: Trying to save it.

He hands Steve a file on the Tesseract, along with other files on HYDRA'S projects]

Steve: Hydra's secret weapon.

Seamus: What's Hydra?

Tony: Nazi bastards

Sirus rolls his eyes

Sirus: Of course.

Arthur rubs his chin in deep though as he looks at Steve for a moment. Steve turns his head and looks at him

Steve: What's your last name?

Arthur: Wesley. Arthur Wesley

Steve: Huh. I knew a Wesley. Fought alongside him during the war

Arthur: My grandfather. You knew my grandfather?

Steve nods his head

Steven: Yeah, he was a good friend of mine.

Sirus: Nazi bastards.

FURY: Howard Stark fished that out of the ocean when he was looking for you. He thought what we think, the Tesseract could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy. That's something the world needs.

Steve: Who took it from you?

Dean: He's called Loki and he's not from around here. There's a lot Fury will have to bring you up on if you're in. The world's only gotten stranger since you left it.

Steve: At this point, I doubt anything would surprise me.

Dean: Ten bucks says you're wrong. There's a debriefing package waiting for you back at your apartment.

Dean begins walking out of the gym

Dean: Anything else we should know about the glowing blue thingyabob?

Steve: Yeah, Fury should have left in the ocean.

Tony: Yeah, no shit

Thor: I am patiently waiting for me to arrive. I wish to see my mane of hair once again. I miss my mane of hair.