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Title: Pissing Match
Fandom: NCIS, Avengers
Chapter: 2 of 4
Characters: Clint, Tony, Gibbs, Abby, Ziva, McGee, Coulson
Word Count: 1,431
For: CutsyCat
Warnings: nothing
AN: So last week was a bitch all time for posting since I was so damn busy. I might end up busy for the next few days but that's fine. I can post now and when I can. Sorry about missing last week.

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Humming softly to himself as he and Phil took the elevator up to the floor where ‘Team Gibbs’, as they had been called, was waiting for them, Clint smirked over at his lover. “Calm down. I don’t think that they’ll be too pissed off since we’re going to give them more information about Marrison’s murder more than likely,” he drawled, getting a snort from Phil.

“I am not happy that I am being forced to work with them to solve this murder,” Phil admitted, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

Clint smiled and nudged him in the side. “We’re playing nice because it means that we can get things done that much faster,” he reminded him, getting a huff.

“Right,” Phil hummed, standing straight as the elevator came to a stop, Clint pushing away from the wall as the doors opened. Smirking, the S.H.I.E.L.D. head stepped out and ran his eyes over the people, finding a man with a buzz cut coming towards them, scowling and holding a mug of coffee. “Jethro Gibbs?” he asked as Clint came to stand next to him.

Gibbs nodded and looked over Clint, getting a smirk that reminded him of Tony before turning back to the blank faced Phil. “You must be Agent Phil Coulson. What can I do for S.H.I.E.L.D.?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as Clint handed him a file. Opening it, he found an official picture of the man who he was looking for the murderer of, including basic information of his past and his employment as a S.H.I.E.L.D. spy. “I didn’t know this.”

“And you were not supposed to know,” Phil stated, sounding more like the head of a covert world government agency than just a simple agent. “He was sent in to root out Hydra agents. Yes, even after nearly a year, we’re still hunting them down. We keep finding roots and offshoots of those roots to dig up,” he told the man, smirking slightly.

“I really wish you bunch would tell us where you’re going,” Gibbs sighed, snapping the file closed.

“If we did our people would be in even more danger,” Phil stated. “Did you know that you had two people in your agency who was a part of Hydra? I’m sure you’ve noticed that one of your files secretary wasn’t down there doing her usual job. And that the director got a new guard dog,” he continued. He smirked. “Whoops. It seems that they’ve been feeding information to the various parts of Hydra that they could, even after we have cleaned S.H.I.E.L.D. out.”

“I see.” Gibbs eyed them before nodding, still not liking the fact that they were supposed to work with the two before him. He didn’t like working with the FBI and Fornell, what made the director think that he would like working with S.H.I.E.L.D.? “Marrison’s body was found three days ago in his home, which I’m guessing wasn’t really his own?” he asked, turning around and heading into the area that his team claimed as their own.

“No, it’s a S.H.I.E.L.D. healing house,” Phil admitted as they walked into the area, the three agents under Gibbs staring at them. “We also use it for a hiding spot when needed, and in this case as a main house. Thus why we found out what was going on since someone called the number of his supposed ‘mother’ who got Agent Hill on the phone line,” he explained, crossing his arms.

“Well, I was wondering why it was that his ‘mother’ sounded so young,” Tony chirped as he stood up with the remote to the TV screen that they used for their cases. “Anyways, he was found the day he was killed. The house was torn up, almost as if the people had been looking for something but couldn’t find it.”

“Most likely they were looking for contact information and the such for his S.H.I.E.L.D. stuff,” Clint mused, rubbing at his cheek as he watched the information flip past on the screen. “They wouldn’t find anything though. Stark kitted out our houses with all sorts of secret panels and shit that shift into place when someone who isn’t a part of us or logged into the system comes onto the property,” he admitted.

“Looks like we’ll have to head into the house,” Phil sighed, shaking his head. “We’ll do that after we are done here.”

“It’s still an active crime scene,” Gibbs growled, Phil staring at him with a cocked eyebrow.

“And it’s under S.H.I.E.L.D. jurisdiction, which means that we don’t have to get your permission to go anywhere much less tell you anything or do anything,” Phil stated, eyes cold.

“Anyways, the system won’t react to you, not even if you get your pet hackers working on it,” Clint snickered from where he had leant against Tony’s desk. McGee frowned before his eyes widened.

“Oh. I see,” he breathed, Gibbs, Ziva, and Tony all staring at him. “They said that Stark was the one to set things up right?” he asked, the three nodding. “Well, even I wouldn’t be able to hack into his stuff even with a backdoor wide open for me and Tony Stark himself was walking me through it step by step.” He shook his head. “It won’t ever open for anyone but those who are a part of its memory.”

“Exactly,” Phil drawled. “That means your pretty little lab tech downstairs is about to be contacted by Jarvis, told to come up here, and to stop trying to hack the house,” he said, smiling when the elevator dinged just as the TV screen flickered and a Tony’s face popped up. The man was wiping his hands and looking highly amused.

“Agent Agent, what a pleasure to see you again. Did someone just try to hack my house? She was good but she’s never gone up against my tech I’m thinking,” Tony drawled, his voice coming over the screen easily.

“Who are you buster?” Abby growled, stalking over to the screen, much to Tony’s amusement. “When I find you, you’re going to regret every hacking my systems.”

“Wasn’t me. It was Jarvis, who is my artifical intelligence butler,” Tony drawled. “As for who I am, my name is Tony Stark, Miss Sciuto, and you were trying to break into a house that could have wiped your systems. Instead I locked you out of the house and the internet. The house for good, the internet for the next hour. The house that you were trying to hack was hooked up to the computer that is currently being collected by one of the agents that Agent Agent here brought with him.”

“What?!” Abby screeched, Tony looking at her with a hard face.

“First of all, that computer is Stark Tech therefore you wouldn’t have been able to hack it anyways.” He smirked. “Second, it’s part of S.H.I.E.L.D. which means it’s theirs and only I can get onto it,” he drawled. “I’ll let Agent Agent here explain how the rest of your investigation will go. Oh, and Miss. Sciuto? I don’t suggest you try me. I will make your life living hell,” he smiled sweetly. With that said, he disappeared, leaving Abby staring at the screen, snarling, as the images that had been up before reappeared.

“Leave it alone, Abby. This is bigger than us,” McGee said, eyes dark. “Will we be getting the information from the computer that is part of the investigation?” he asked, turning his attention to Clint.

“Yeah, once Stark finishes with it,” Clint drawled, smirking at the fuming Goth. “You would think that your people would know to not go up against someone like Stark,” he snickered.

“What do you mean by that?” Tony asked, rocking on his feet as he eyed the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

“I mean that Stark may be a nice guy when he’s wanting to be or when out in public, but seriously? He’s not that nice when you piss him off or when you go against one of his friends,” Clint drawled, shrugging once more. “It’s best to just forget the fact that he locked you out. It won’t hurt you any,” he said, smirking as he standing up straight once more.

Gibbs and Phil just glared at each other as Tony and Clint smirked at each other. Ziva and McGee shared curious looks while Abby fumed at being out hacked by someone she considered a nothing in the hacking world.
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