Matt nodded slowly.
"You might be right. And having partners isn't as bad as I thought it would be."
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"Harry?" Bruce asked, being the first to notice the wizard entering the lounge where the rest of the Avengers were relaxing.
Harry nodded at the man sitting back on the couch, appearing for all the world as though he were perfectly relaxed, not that he was fooling Harry – he could see the slight lines around Bruce's eyes, not unlike Remus used to have just before and after the full moon. Bruce'd told him how well the calming draught worked at suppressing the Hulk, and also that he'd rather not have to rely on it too much, in fear of forgetting how to manage the 'other guy' when he didn't have the potion on hand.
Quickly, Harry's eyes sought out the rest of the team – Clint playing some sort of game on the big screen; Natasha behind the bar; Steve turning from looking out the great glass windows; and Tony and Peter who had their heads together over some sort of hologram program imbedded in the table.
"He's awake. And asking for all of you," Harry stated.
"Um, should I put my suit on?" Peter asked, his hand half-raised. "Only, you guys are the only ones who know that I'm Spider-man. Well, you and Gwen. But she's not here at the moment."
Harry's lips twitched into an ironic smile. "Don't worry, Pete. Daredevil won't be able to tell whether you're wearing your suit or not."
Peter gave him a dubious look before eventually giving a jerky nod. Even still, Harry noted that the youngest of them brought up the rear, seemingly deliberately staying behind Steve.
Finally, when they'd all filed into the room and shuffled about, Harry laid a hand on Matt's shoulder.
"Jarvis, can you seal this room? Avengers only until we say otherwise," Harry instructed.
"Of course, Sir," Jarvis replied.
A slight clicking sound signalled the lock engaging in the door and the light altered slightly as the windows increased their reflective capacity, blocking any potential spies from seeing in.
"We're all here, Daredevil," Harry said.
"I'd like to start by thanking you for having me here and fixing me up," Matt said. "And also Harry and Spider-man for coming after me and saving my butt."
"You know who Harry is?" Peter interjected.
"Of course," Matt smiled wryly. "I've known for months."
Then, using his good hand, he reached up and pulled his mask off.
"Hey! I know you! You're that lawyer guy who did the legal mumbo-jumbo that got Harry off the hook with the other witches and wizards after the Battle of New York," Tony stated.
"Matt Murdock," Matt confirmed.
"It's nice to see you again, Mister Murdock," Steve said. "And especially that you're alright."
"You could have said that you were that vigilante guy," Clint stated.
"You do know that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s been trying to track you for a while now?" Natasha asked.
"I know. And I'd prefer to keep my identity out of their databanks. Is that going to be a problem?" Matt asked, his voice dropping to just shy of his usual growl.
"This is Avengers Tower. What happens in here, stays in here," Steve assured him. "Some of us may work for S.H.I.E.L.D., but that doesn't mean that they're entitled to know everything about us or our allies."
"Thank you," Matt replied.
"You're supposed to be blind, right?" Tony asked, "'cause I've seen some of the things that 'Daredevil' can do and I never even considered that he couldn't see. So, nope, not believing that he's blind with all his acrobatic stuff he does across rooftops. Or you, for that matter!"
"I can assure you that I am," Matt replied. "Just really well trained."
"And you're a lawyer, too, just like my cousin, Jennifer," Bruce stated. "You know, that could come in handy, especially if we, er … break the city again."
"Hey, I'll take any business you're happy to throw my way," Matt smiled. "But don't feel you have to go out of your way to make it."
"So, you know who we all are?" Peter asked nervously.
"Not all," Matt replied. "I've met everyone here in costume and all but you out of it."
Harry looked at Peter as did the rest of the Avengers.
"Alright, alright," Peter said, caving to the combined gazes. "We've worked together and I know who you are, so I guess it's only fair if you know who I am, too. Just, just don't spread it around, okay?"
"You have my word," Matt promised.
"Then, I'm … I'm Peter Parker."
"Nice to meet you, Peter Parker," Matt said.
Harry wasn't the only one grinning as the two shook hands.
"You've got your own place, right? 'Cause I just redesigned the Tower and I'm running out of rooms for everyone," Tony complained.
"Yes, I have my own place," Matt assured Tony as the others laughed.
ooo00ooo
"Mister Potter? There is a call you for from Miss Stacy," Jarvis announced.
"Gwen?" Harry asked.
His eyes met Peter's as the younger guy gave a shrug, before they flicked to the clock on the wall. Nine-thirty. That meant that the Den had been open for a couple of hours. And that's where Gwen should be, running the place. Obviously, something had happened. Harry just hoped that it wasn't too bad.
"You can use the phone over there," Tony said, waving a hand in the direction of the bar.
"Thanks," Harry said before quickly crossing the room.
"Hello? Gwen?" Harry said after picking up the receiver.
"Harry. Thank goodness. I was hoping that you were there," Gwen said in a rush.
"Is something wrong?" Harry asked.
"No. Not really. Just … just weird, I guess," Gwen replied cryptically.
"How so?" Harry asked.
"A strange woman turned up in the Den this morning and started putting bunches of some strange orange fruit all over the place. Called them dir…dir, um, some sort of plums, anyway," she began.
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