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[i]I think you need to see this.[/i]

Steve looked into the IT's man face and what he saw there didn't fill him with confidence. Still the Super Soldier stood up and ditfully followed the man back to his fried computer. It no longer looked like a computer. It was more a jumbled mess to Steve's mind. Wires were everywhere and sprouting from every conceivable area. How anyone could comprehend it was beyond Steve. Still he looked to where the tech pointed and looked. And looked.

"[color=7ea7d8]Um.[/color]" Steve started off unsure. "[color=7ea7d8]What am I looking at?[/color]" The screen (at least he assumed it was a screen) he had been pointed at was black with white words on it. A lot of it looked like code. At least it wasn't English. 

"[color=A12424]Information.[/color]"

Steve nearly jumped out of his skin as an accented female voice spoke from just behind him. He did spin around, nearly giving himself whiplash. The redheaded woman smirked at his reaction, obviously pleased.

"[color=A12424]It's classified Justice League Information.[/color]" Natasha elaborated before Steve could even ask.

The poor tech was slinking away while Natasha spoke. But the Russian snagged his arm and steered him back into the chair.

"[color=A12424]Was he able to access everything?[/color]" Natasha's voice was low and sultry. Steve and Natasha might not have been friends, but he had worked with her due to their positions. And he knew that tone. She was working the tech like she would and informant. Right before she started breaking bones, or threatening to do so. 

Steve made a small sound, barely audible, but it was enough. She looked back at him and gave a slow blink. The tech missed the by play; focused on typing on one of the many keyboards attached to the nearly fried computer. The silence was awkward.

"[color=7ea7d8]When did you get back?[/color]" Steve grasped on the innocuous question. 

"[color=A12424]A few hours ago.[/color]" Natasha said without breaking eye contact with the words scrolling across the aforementioned screen. "[color=A12424]I heard what happened and thought I'd check in.[/color]"

Steve clearly heard what was left unsaid. If she had arrived hours ago she had heard about the break in hours ago. She must have come up empty in her investigation. Or hadn't cared about it before this moment. Steve didn't know the woman enough to hazard a guess. She was even more secretive than Luthor. At least Luthor had a reason because he ran a multi million dollar organization. Natasha was a spy. A former KGB spy. Her loyalties were never something Steve trusted. Turned spies were inherently untrustworthy. 

Steve's musing was cut short by the Tech. "Okay. Yeah." The guy muttered. "Looks like he did manage full access."

Natasha swore under her breath in Russian. Steve didn't bother translating it. He could tell what it was by the general tone.

"[color=7ea7d8]What does that mean?[/color]" Steve asked the two. The sinking feeling in his gut told him it wasn't good. But he needed cold hard facts.

"Well, with the computer fried we can't see what he looked at, but we know that he had all access to everything. All the Leaguer's personal information. All of Lex Corp's secure files. Everything."

"[color=7ea7d8]Oh.[/color]" Steve said lamely. That was really bad.