Chapter 19

Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"(l/n), so if I introduced myself like Clint… (f/n), Agent (l/n), or (c/n) your pick at what you want to call me," You said.

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Clint drove the rest of the way to the airport in silence. When we finally got there agents took the van as we entered the plane. I noticed they put Ivan in a body bag and then put him in the plane.

"Hey, (f/n), you know we might make it back to America in time for your brothers birthday," Said Clint.

"Don't remind me," You replied.

"Don't tell me you guys still haven't gotten over your last fight," Said Clint.

"I'll talk to Jason once he apologizes," You said.

"How old is he turning?" Clint asked.

"20," You replied. "Because he was fifteen five years ago." Clint frowned knowing that marked the end of the discussion.

"Family issues?" Natasha asked a bit confused at the conversation.

"Like I said I'm adopted, so really it's not bloodline family," You replied. Natasha was still confused though so you decided to explain.

"My foster parents are dead. My brother was fifteen when it happened. Last time I saw him he said he blamed me for everything that happened. It's true, it was my fault. But what I'm mad at him for is that he dropped out of school and became addicted to heroine. I spent a year and a half getting him off the drug and I still have my suspicions that he's still on it," You said.

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    I'm following (f/n) and Clint as they get off the plane. It was surprising to see we didn't land at an airport, but rather a helicarrier.

"For the most part, this is shield's main base of operations," Said Clint. I wasn't really paying attention though, insteads I was taking in the shear size of this organisation and how many other agents were buzzing about. Ivan had been put in a body bag and was being taken off of the plane now.

"Where are they taking him?" I asked.

"The med bay. It's where he will be held until you decide what you want to do," Said (f/n). With that we headed inside the helicarrier and walked through the halls until we came to a door that opened. (f/n) and Clint went inside followed by me. They both took a seat at the long oval table, at the end of the table was a man in a black trench coat and an eyepatch. He motioned for me to take a seat and I did.

"You must be ms. Romanoff," Said the man. I recognized the voice, it was the same one I had heard on the intercom in Russia.

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There was silence. You were waiting to see who would speak first Natasha or director Fury? The silence must have lasted a minute before you got bored.

"Sir, when do want the debrief on the mission?" You asked.

"Now, in person," He answered sternly. You looked at Clint, he was team leader, he got to handle the debriefs.

"We arrived in Russia and got in the shield van immediately heading to our targets known location. We waited on look out for her, upon following her we ended up at a hotel. She was booked under the name Laura Matthers. We infiltrated the targets room upon the fear of a civilian being shot. We fought with miss Romanoff before Agent (l/n) knocked her out. We then interrogated her and took her to her family's house. We then had a conversation there before we were attacked by the red room. They killed miss Romanoff's family. Romanoff escaped with Agent (l/n) and I got out with Romanoff's father, who was dead. The girls headed to the hotel and I headed to the airport, I believe you are informed on the rest sir." Said Clint.

"I am informed indeed," Said director Fury. "Miss Romanoff, with the red room having killed your father how are you feeling?"

"I don't believe that question fits to our conversation, sir," Said Natasha.

"Vengeful? Regretful? Your skills are quite amazing. It would be a shame not to put them to good use protecting civilians," Said director Fury. You knew what he was going to say next. "Miss Romanoff, how would you like to be an agent of shield?" Natasha pondered the question for a minute.

"I'm a killer sir, are you sure you would want someone like me?" Asked Natasha.

"Oh, I'm sure miss Romanoff. If you're wondering it is not the first time we have taken in someone sent down the wrong path," Said Fury.

"Then… I accept sir," Said Natasha.

"Good, and call me Director Fury. There are a couple of things I need you to do," Said Fury. Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"And what would that be?" She asked.

"First you have to give a sample of your blood. If you are injured in the field to the point of needing to be given blood we need to know what blood type you are. Then you need to meet your new team in the training room," Said Fury.

"Who is my team?" Asked Natasha.

"You are being put on strike team delta. Your team mates consist of Agent Barton and Agent (l/n)," Said Fury. He then signaled that the conversation was over and you guys needed to leave as he walked over to agent Coulson. You, Clint, and Natasha all left the room.

"So, Clint will show you to the med bay so they can take their blood samples, and then you guys can meet me in the training room around 1:30, sound good?" You asked. 1:30 gave them 3 hours, way more than enough time for them to give blood.

"Why so much time?" Asked Clint.

"I'm going to go get some things done," You replied. 'Things as in my brothers birthday present,' You thought.

I do not own Marvel. Sorry for the delay in posting some chapters, my computer doesn't always want to do what I want it to.