Fury pov

I sit in the room with all of the avengers. we have tried

to defeat loki but everyone failed steve says. boss you
know who to call paul says. but we had a fight she wont
talk to me I tell him ignoring the confused looks from the
avengers. just apologize and giver her alcohol with you
know what in it he says. fine where is she I say. where
she always is on the other side of the ship in her

labotory paul says. cody I call. um fury I dont tony

starts but is cut off by a noise. A gust of wind blows and
cody stands there looking interested. yes she asks.
we need your help and im sorry I tell her. she nods and
sits down and plays with her purple handled knife. why
do you need me of all people you know how I am on bad
days and especially angry you said so yourself she asks
me. I know and I was out of line but your exceptional
skills and age is what we need now you are the strongest
one on the team and the oldest I tell her. what about
thor hes older than her tony ask. cody leand forward
clearly interested who is this thor you speak of she asks
him. he is a god and is 1459 years old tony says smug.
Cody scoffs ive got so many years on him its
unbelievable, fury I will be in my room and for dinner
what type am I having she asks. type b I tell her. she
shrugs and disappears.