in legal trouble. More specifically, Jane is in legal trouble, but there is no
way in hell Darcy’s going to hang her best friend out to dry, so they are both
in legal trouble.
Thankfully, Darcy knows a guy.
“You know,” Darcy says, pushing her
way into Nelson and Murdock without knocking. “For a couple of Columbia Law
hotshots, this place is kinda a shit hole.”
“And here I was, afraid that you’d
changed.” Darcy grins at Foggy’s familiar voice and opens her arms for a hug.
He looks exactly the same, from the swept-back hair that could probably use a
wash, to the shit-eating grin. Damn, Darcy had forgotten how much she missed
him. She and Foggy go way back, as in, they grew up together. He was the only
one whose snark was on par with hers and she kicked the crap out of anyone who
gave him any trouble. Which was often, considering his inability to know when
to stop talking. “It’s great to see you, Darce.”
“Likewise,” Darcy says warmly,
before remembering the reason they’re here. “Foggy, this is Jane.”
“Ah, so you’re the one who’s been
keeping her in line,” Foggy says, shaking Jane’s hand.
“It’s the other way around.” Jane
explains. “Darcy dragged me here, but I’m the one who’s in trouble.”
“And what seems to be the trouble?”
Darcy turns to see a man with a cane and glasses walking in, accompanied by a
pretty young woman. At first, she assumes that they’re dating before noticing
how Foggy’s the first thing she looks at. Way
to go, Fog-man, Darcy thinks. Good for him.
“Matt,” Foggy jumps in with the
introductions. “This is Darcy Lewis and Jane Foster. Darcy’s an old friend of
mine from back in the day, and she called as said she needed help so I said
we’d take them on.” From the way he says it, Darcy can guess that he’s not
usually the one to take on spur-of-the-moment clients.
“So you’re the blind bestie?” Darcy
asks, sticking out her hand before retracting it just as quickly. Right,
“Darcy,” Jane says sharply but Matt
“That would be me. Nice to meet you
Darcy. Jane.” Darcy raises an eyebrow that he can’t see, because Matt might be
blind, but all of his attention is trained on Jane. Foggy had mentioned his
friend’s spooky ability to pick out beautiful women in a crowd, and it turns
out he wasn’t exaggerating. “Let’s sit and you can tell us what the problem
is.” They all, including the pretty blonde who’s introduced as Karen, sit down
in the small conference room, and Jane and Darcy tell the story in bits and
pieces. The long and the short of it is that the government was interfering in
one of Jane’s experiments – again – and Jane got pissed off, broke into the
facility, and took her stuff back. And now they’re being charged with theft and
breaking and entering. Foggy and Matt start to come up with a plan and Jane
adds what she can – she’s been in legal trouble before, but never of this magnitude.
Darcy usually is enough to get her off the hook, but not this time. And even
though she’s lost in all of this legal jargon, she can’t help but notice that
Matt is really turning on the charm
for Jane, who seems oblivious. Typical Jane Foster. Foggy, however, is not, and
shoots Darcy despairing looks out of the corner of his eye. Clearly, this
behavior is standard. Darcy can’t blame the blind guy though. Jane is brilliant
and gorgeous and one of the best people ever. He could do worse than her.
They’re still strategizing when
there’s a knock on the door. Karen goes to answer it and looks stunned when she
shows Bucky into the conference room. Foggy’s mouth damn near hits the floor
and even Matt cocks his head, no doubt hearing the metallic whirring of Bucky’s
arm. Darcy laughs before she can stop herself. She can’t blame them. In a tight,
short-sleeve shirt with his arm uncovered, his hair up in that sexy sexy
man-bun that gets Steve going, and exuding an undeniable air of violence, Bucky
cuts a striking figure to those who don’t know him. Those who do know him know that he’s a fucking
nerd, but a very intimidating one.
“Okay, new plan,” Foggy says,
recovering first. “Whatever you do next, make sure that you take him with you.”