#cloudybrews

"You didn't bring your laptop" He quirks his eyebrow curious look on his face.

"I'm saying while I'm on the--" He paused, sighed, then laughed. "Tony, how much of my story did you listen to?"

After tapping his phone against his head about a dozen times, trying to prolong the inevitable, Sterling looked down at his cell phone and called Yelena.

Natasha knew that if they were successful, and Yelena and Sterling came back from the blip, Yelena was going to need a new contact in SHIELD to help her locate the remaining widows. She'd left everything Sterling needed to take over her work for him to find when he returned. The note had been sweet. Even in the wake of finding out he'd been dead for 5 years and discovering she had given her life to bring them all back, she still managed to look out for them all. Even asking Sterling to be her contact and not Clint had been an act of mercy. She knew how broken up he would be if she fell in combat and how, at first, he might not have been in a state to help. Hell, she wasn't even sure he would survive the battle either. No, she needed someone else she trusted. Someone, perhaps, with a history of getting little girls out of dangerous situations and helping them start a new life.

In the last year he and Yelena had bonded over their shared project and, to a smaller extent, their loss. He'd even go so far as to call her his friend.

And now he finds out she tried to kill his BEST friend.

"Yelena?" Sterling said a bit too quickly into the phone as he heard her pick up. "It's Sterling. What... What's this I hear about you trying to murder Barton? I--What the fuck happened?"

He might not be able to feel exhaustion, but he did have emotions like most living beings and right now, he felt fear. Worry. Shame. The Scarecrow didn't know how long he had been locked up, but as he stumbled through the woods over the broken up yellow brick road - it wasn't a hard guess that it's been a long time.

It was hard not to feel guilt for the current state of Oz and while they had been blindsided, it didn't make it any easier to accept. He didn't know where he could get any help either. He had hoped that the munckinland was safe, but there were only ruins there as well. Even Dorothy's old house was still there, but swallowed up by trees and shrubs.

Catalina doesn't exactly understand the reasoning for her being sent to Oz of all places, save for maybe a childhood love of old films and magic, but that's where Umbrella's latest creation had taken her. Befriending Elphaba wasn't exactly in the cards, either, but she'd found they had a lot more in common than she initially anticipated.

"Well, when your clothes are made of the finest fabrics it would be something you would miss, it must have been nice." Morfydd pursed her lips to keep her from saying more.

Sara Temple were working at the lab, it’s been hours since she arrived as she didn’t looked like she would stop even for a break, the once prodigy sweet people turn into a cold working one since her accident that cause her to lose her leg and her so called parents.

She lost contact with them, but she just rather not be bother with the subject, only she remember when the doctor told her that she have to her leg were extremely damaged that the surgeons were forced to amputated it due the car crash, she didn’t go angry at the doctors, quite the opposite, she was grateful about how they managed to save her life and free her from toxic parents. She now spends her life working in her robotic wheelchair that gives her a lot of help for work.

Her thoughts were interrupted as there was a knock at the door “The door is open!” she said to whoever gets in