If it wasn't one thing, it was always another. That's what Fury was thinking ruefully to himself as the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicopter containing himself and a few agents landed on the same rooftop now occupied by Black Cat, where he intended to meet up with aquatic transport below. As he stepped out onto the roof, Fury caught sight of Black Cat and frowned. Who the fuck was that? It wasn't one of his, the outfit was all wrong, and this whole area should've been cleared of civilians. He ordered his agents- sans Daisy who he gestured to follow him- down to the waiting craft and made his way over to the stranger. Nick groaned when he realized who it was. That Black Cat bitch, from back on the Horizon, and she was always causing trouble. "Civilian free zone, get lost," he called out, crossing his arms.