A demi-god, a super-soldier, a man with breathtaking anger-management issues, two master assassins and a billionaire in a flying suit. Somehow, they're supposed to be on the same team... A series of post-New York encounters. (This story was supposed to be complete, until it became clear that Coulson lived, necessitating one more conversation.)

What happens when you light a fire in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Paperwork sucks, especially when you're having to calculate the cost of things you'd rather not tally.

If they could have more missions like this one, they might start to feel like normal people for a change.

Tony observes the way Clint and Natasha interact while eating shawarma. Inspired by the bonus scene at the end of the movie and by Marvi's tags on tumblr for me about how much junk could be stuck in poor Nat's cleavage after the final battle.

After a life spent immersed in secrets, it was difficult to let go and learn to live without them.