Chapter 11
2013, date redacted
"Romanoff," Fury says over the comms.
Maria tenses.
"Romanoff!" Fury repeats, sounding panicked.
"Wake up, Hill's going to castrate me," Fury mutters the last part.
"Nick, status," Maria asks.
"Shit, hold on, Romanoff! Don't you pass out or die on me, shit."
"Die?" Maria yells.
"Romanoff, oh thank god," Maria hears Nick, that bastard, sigh in relief.
"Agent Romanoff, status. Director Fury, status," Maria demands, heart pounding.
"Please tell me that worked. Tell me I did not just take that much electricity and survive but that son of a bitch is still alive," Natasha groans.
Maria gives a broken laugh. Oh my god. They did it. They just took down Alexander Pierce, all the Helicarriers were landed, but there was more to do. The agents loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D. were still fighting their battles.
"Lets go give Clint and Sharon a hand. Bring in Pierce, I'll take care of him," Maria instructs.
They did it.
Exposing HYDRA. They'd have to do a huge debrief later though, and regroup and see what was the next step.
Once Nick delivers an unconscious Pierce, Maria ties him up, shoves a chloroform cloth to him, gags him and handcuffs him to a pipe. Also places a bag around his head, if he chokes and faints its not her fault.
Maria Hill stands up from the ground, where she was resting since running and choosing to climb down the tree.
The baddies are coming, what do I do?
Stand and fight them. Give them a bit of roughing up. Show them who's boss.
Maria closes the door, locks it and readies her gun.