Fury was for the first time in his life at a loss about what to do. The Avengers were being, for the lack of a psychological term, difficult. Tony and Steve refused to back down from each others throats, even tossing snide remarks in passing. Hawkeye was instigating the problem to extremes by throwing in his two cents. The only thing that was keeping Fury from murdering the whole team, was Bruce and Natasha, who stayed out of the way.

Fury was at the end of his rope, his agitated mind screaming at him just to push them off the helecarrier to received some semblance of peace. Peace that sounds about right. A peace keeper is what the avengers needed the only problem was they chased away all the HR employees sent their way. Human Resources didn't have a single soul that could handle the stress of such a job. They needed someone who could put up with their mentally unstable antics without ending up in an asylum themselves.

Fury sighed and ran a hand down his scarred face, a normal human was out of the question, the last five were either pyscho fans or scared shitless at one glance of what the team could do. Either way Fury fired them all HR was of no help what so ever.

"Fury sir."

Fury rotated his head so his eye landed on Agent Hill.

"What is it?" His voice was gruff from lack of sleep and patience, he was at the breaking point of murdering his unstable team.

Mariah held her ground against his agitated stare. "I apologize for interrupting but the Avengers are at it again, Sir." Mariah watched the exasperation pass through his eye.

Fury needed to figure out a solution and fast before he went on a killing spree.

Hill looked around while Fury fell back into a deep thought. Her eyes paused when she noticed the cleared desk. "Sir. If I may ask." She took his grunt as consent. "What happened to our most recent HR agent."

Fury glanced at her but turned away "He left three days ago. Couldn't even make a full day."

Hill scowled at the thought of such a weak person on the helecarrier, right choice in leaving he would of been shot or worse. "Maybe HR isnt the answer to our current... situation."

Fury growled "You are correct Agent Hill"

Mariah looked at the flashing screens in thought. A fleeting thought of a conversation from yesterday had her at a stand still. The call was short but enlightening almost as if he knew of their predicament. "Sir I believe I know someone who will be able to help you with this problem."

Fury looked at Mariah's very professional stance and shrugged, after all what did he have to lose.

She took his silence as a go ahead "I received a call yesterday from the Xavier Institute, from Professor Charles Xavier to be exact. I believe Professor Xavier might have a solution to your current problem."

Fury turned away to think it over Xavier was the headmaster of a school for mutants. Mutants not humans. He nodded "Continue Agent Hill."

"Certainly Sir. He explained that he wish to create an understanding between the Avengers and the X-Men in anyway you see fit, Sir."

Fury thought this over, if anyone can hold their own against the Avengers one of their X-Men should be able to. This should be the perfect solution to keep his sanity intact. "Go ahead and give him a call"

Mariah smiled very slightly, happy to be able to of assistance to her commanding officer, and saluted Fury "Yes Sir."

Fury watched her walk away with a single passing thought 'This might just work'.