Chapter 39: Whoever I am, I am Not a Slut!

"I'm sorry, just one more time so I can make it my ringtone."

"Welcome to SHIELD, Special Agent Viper." Fury says for the third time. "Care to test your luck and ask again?"

"Uh, no, sir?" I say not really knowing how to act, being an agent of SHIELD. "Is there anything else... sir?" I ask again.

"I'll be in contact with you and the rest of the Avengers."

"Okie dokie, sir, does that mean I can go... sir?"

"Yes... agent." I can't help by smile as I exit. I close the door and lean my back against it, my hand flying up to cover my growing smile. God, why does this have me so giddy? It can't be because I'm an "agent" now. Oh, but I sure am hapy Peter didn't tell me. Peter! I can go on missions with him, and everyone now! I'm no longer a criminal, I mean I am, you can't just say backsies on the shit I've done. But now I have the chance to prove I can do good. Okay, I gotta let this out.

"Whoooo!" I howl down the hallway still smiling. And that's when I'm brought back my senses by... applause? I whip around, eyes wide, like a deer caught in headlights, to see 7 of my, now, colleagues clapping. I blush slightly, knowing that they saw my little episode. Oh screw it, I'm happy.

"So, you glad I kept it a secret?" Peter asks. Like I said, screw senses, screw it all. And with that in mind, I don't hesitate to sprint down the hall and jump on Peter. He stumbles at first, but does catch me, his arms wrapping around me and mine around his neck in a secure embrace.

"Very, Tigre. Very." I say with the utmost joy and love in my voice.

He laughs, his chest rumbling, before setting me down, saying "Good." We unwrap ourselves from each other, but I only move my hands to the side of his face.

"Thank you, Peter." I say, my accent coming through. I rub my thumb over his left cheek before giving him a big ol' smooch, first there, and then on his right cheek, and ending my show of thanks with another hug. As I draw back I see a pink tinge to his cheeks, but I also see Tony about to open his mouth, but quickly decides against it as Natasha death glares him. I face everyone and see... smiles, which of course makes me smile in return. I lean over to Thor and nudge him with my elbow. "Hey, I'm an agent now." Everyone chuckles and Thor wraps one of his behemoth arms around me. "Indeed Lady Jade, which is means for celebration!" He says in his booming voice. I laugh enveloping my arms around his torso.

"And I already have the perfect plan." Tony says. Tony turns on his heel and everyone follows as we navigate back through the Triskelion. Thor rubs my back once before letting go and following Bruce, Natasha, Clint and Peter then go and I'm about to join Peter, but notice Steve still behind me.

"You coming?" I ask turning around. It seems as though Steve was in a daze, because when he looks at me he has to blink a few times before answering.

"Uh, yeah." He says nodding and stepping forward. He keeps his hands in his pockets, looking down, as we walk behind everyone.

"Hey, be happy Mr. Tight Pants. I'm an agent now." I say nudging him with my shoulder.

He chuckles and says, "I am happy."

"Good. Now come on, I don't think can handle any more death glares." I say pulling him into a jog to catch up with everyone else. After the, again, longer than expected car ride back to the tower, I hop out of Tony's car to see Thor landing on the balcony. I run inside, still giddy, so I can tell the Fantastic Four, even though they probably already know. I run into the elevator, not waiting fr the others to join me. "Jarvis, where are the Fantastic Four?" I ask.

"The 83rd floor, Jade."

"To the 83rd floor then!"

"Of course... Agent Sawyer." I smile, yet again, at the mention of agent. The doors pull open and I see Johnny and Ben in the kitchen while Reed and Sue sit on the couch, Thor walking in.

"Oh, hey... agen-" Johnny starts, closing the fridge, but I tackle him in a hug.

"I'm sorry about earlier." I mumble while holding onto him.

"It's okay, Peter explained." Johnny says rubbing my back.

"Thank you." I say, kissing his cheek.

"For what?" Johnny asks as we pull apart.

"For training me! I doubt I'd be where I am without you and your team."

"Does ya number one traina not get any of data?" Ben asks, standing behind Johnny.

"Of course not Ben." I say wrapping my arms around his large frame as he chuckles. I kiss his cheek as well before running off to the couch. "And thank you two as well." I say, wrapping my arms around Reed and Sue over the couch. I kiss first Sue's cheek then Reed's, feeling both their cheeks heat up as I do. I chuckle giving them n last squeeze as I straighten.

"I don't remember getting thanks like that." Clint says, everyone exiting the elevator, Thor standing with them. I gasp.

"You're right! I didn't and you all helped and put up with me so much. I-" Whoa Leiton – Sawyer – whoever, let's take it down. You're an agent, you are not a part of their team or their family. I take a deep breath after cutting myself off. "Point is, thank you. I truly am grateful for the new beginning you all helped me gain." They all look slightly shocked, even Peter, but I ignore it. "Thank you all." I say first stepping up to Bruce. As I've been doing I hug him and kiss his cheek, stepping back to see his cheeks get an almost anime tinge of red. Then Thor, who seems to be the only one who gets this, as he leans down and places a kiss on my cheek as well, his beard tickling me slightly. I step to Clint, who has a furrowed brow, and kiss his cheek. I move to Natasha who surprisingly accepts and returns my hug and kiss.

"Not going to deny this, but why so lovey dovey all the sudden?" Tony asks, grabbing my hips.

"This is just my show of thanks." I say simply.

"All this, just to say thank you?" Tony asks unconvinced. I sigh, placing my hands on his shoulders.

"Before people had the right to choose who they wanted to love, a kiss was used to show thanks, gratitude, respect, a promise, and things like that. It wasn't just a sign of love. This is how I choose to show someone I appreciate them and the things they've done." I end kissing Tony's scruffy cheek. He looks as though he wasn't expecting my explanation, I don't think any of them were. Except maybe Thor, because this does correlate some with Norse culture. I step aside to Steve who looks down at me.

"Who told you that?" He asks.

"My mother." I say, placing my hand on his shoulder and stepping on my toes to kiss his cheek. His big, blue eyes are filled with a somewhat curiosity, contrasting wonderfully against the red heat on his cheeks. I turn to Tony, taking my hand away from Steve, and ask, "So you said you had plans?"

"Right, but you probably shouldn't wear boots and a blazer for them." Tony says. Everyone seems to take this as "go change" because they all file into the elevator. Besides Ben. He takes stairs that I hadn't noticed existed. After the lift doors are closed and it's only Tony, Steve and I left, Tony says "I suggest you change into something a little shorter... And tighter." Now I'm about to smack him for that, but then he adds on, "You too, Frenchy." I start laughing, but stifle it with my hand over my mouth, looking to Steve, whose cheeks are bright red. Again.

"Wait, Mr. Stark," I say as Tony turns around. "Are you taking me to a club?"

"I'm taking everyone to a club Ms. Leiton." Tony says continuing down the hall to his room.

"AAAARRRGGGAAAHAHA!" The three of us stop and look at each other.

"What the hell was that?" I ask.

"Sounded like Thor." Steve says, converting into Captain mode, as we all run to the elevator. We arrive seconds later on the top floor to see everyone else also in Thor's room. It's too dark for me to see him, but there are clearly 4 other figures by him. He has one of them in his arms and I step forward but am stopped by Steve's arm. I look up at him confused, but he doesn't budge. And as it turns out, Thor's scream of anguish and terror, suddenly turns into a bellowing and hearty laughter. My confusion grows as an older fellow opens the curtains, shedding light in.

"My friends, it is wonderful to see you. And in the merriest of times!" Thor says joyfully, setting a petite, brunette women down.

I point to her, slightly shrinking behind Steve and whisper, "Is that-"

"Jane." He finishes.

"But I thought-"

"She was coming in later? So did I." Steve, again finishes for me.

"Fellow Avengers, Peter, Jade, this is Jane, Darcy, Ian, and you all no Dr. Selvig." Thor says facing us and wrapping an arm around, apparently, Jane.

"Dr. Selvig, wonderful to see you again." Bruce says stepping forward and shaking the man's hand.

Selvig, Selvig... Where do I know that name from? Not really think about it, I blurt out, "Were you the mad man that went streaking around Easter Island earlier this year?" Everyone's eyes widen as they land on me and mine do moments late. Realizing how blunt that was, my hand flies to my mouth. "I am so sorry." I say, my hand curling to hide my gritted teeth. I turn to Clint on my left and says, "You know, I've never been good at first impressions."

"No, no it's fine. It's been quite the year for us." Erik says. I give him a breath of a smile, but my thoughts still aren't satisfied.

Again, stupid brain, I blurt, "Didn't you also build the machine that created the portal during the Battle of New York?" I spread my hand in front of my face in a desperate attempt to hide myself, mumbling, "I should really stop talking."

The other women, Darcy smiles and says, "No, I like it when you talk." I look to Peter on my right and shrug.

"At least I was aware I said those things aloud." I look forward at Thor and his friends again and say, "So, I think I'm going to go and take the awkwardness with me. Lovely meeting you all, sorry I had to ruin it." I turn and walk into the still open elevator, squeezing my eyes shut and not opening them until I hear the seal of the doors. I press the 83rd floor button and ride down to change, play some music, and hopefully forget about what just happened. The doors open and I walk out, not quite forgetting yet. God, Sawyer, way to kick off the night.

"Sawyer? I thought your last name was Leiton?" I hear. I whirl around, utterly confuse because everyone is upstairs. Except Pepper.

"It is." I rush. "Er well, kinda is. Leiton was my grandmother's maiden name. I used it as an alias, kinda... thing... Sawyer was my parent's name."

"But Sawyer is a British name, aren't you French?" Pepper asks.

"Yes, I am. My father was English, and met my mother on a trip he took to France." I explain.

"Oh... Now what's all this about 'kicking off the night'?"

"Ehm... Well Thor's friends came in early and decided to surprise him, I suppose, and well... I referred to Erik Selvig as the nut job that ran around nude at Stone Hinge and then the creator of the machine that started New York." I say winching the more I talked.

"Yeah, that'll be hard to come back from. But I'm sure if they're friends of Thor that they're light-hearted, forgiving and have a sense of humor." Pepper says with a smile.

I return it and say, "Thank you. Well I should probably go change."

"Oh yes, Tony said something about celebrating. Congratulations by the way." She says.

"Um, Pepper... Would you mind helping me pick out what to wear? I haven't really been to a club in a while." I admit. Her smile grows and she walks up to me.

"Of course." We walk off to my room and she points to the closet asking, "May I?" I gesture for her to go ahead. "My God, you have one of the most bipolar wardrobe's I've ever seen." Pepper says. Confused, I walk in my closet to see her swiping through my clothes. "You seem to go from grunge to classy in the blink of an eye."

"Is that bad?" I ask a leaning on the door frame.

"Oh, no. I envy women who can make a t-shirt and ripped jeans look good." She says taking a grey shirt I can only see the back of off the rack and setting it on the table in the center.

"You could pull off ripped jeans." I say stepping inside. She laughs, returning to my clothes. I look at the shirt and see it's one of my grey tank tops. It has a skull in the center, surrounded by a scale design and flowers. I hear Pepper's heels, so I turn and she her holding a black leather skirt with two zippers vertically up the front and two zippers horizontally on the side as she walks to my shoes.

"Hmm, well you only have sneakers and your boots, so maybe you can borrow some of mine. What size are you?" She asks walking back to me.

"7 ½."

"Oh, I'm a 9. Maybe Nat has a pair." Pepper grabs my clothes and walks right past me and out of my room as I follow. "Oh great, Nat, would you mind if Jade borrowed a pair of shoes tonight?" Pepper asks as she steps out of the hallway to the living room, where everyone is now. I, on the other hand, stay in the hall contemplating whether I should go back to my room or not.

"Hey." Shit, okay not everyone. I jump at Steve coming up behind me. "You okay? You ran off pretty quick back there."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I say looking up at him.

"After you then." Steve gestures for me to walk forward as I turn back around. I step out with Steve and Pepper comes up and pulls me to the elevator with Natasha and Sue.

"Jade?" I turn around to see Jane and Darcy standing behind us. "Would you mind if we came" Jane asks. I take a quick glance and Thor who has the most hopeful grin.

"I will take all the help I can get." I say with a smile, looking back at Jane and Darcy. They both smile and join us in the elevator. We arrive at Natasha's floor and all walk into her room.

"So Jade, what were you thinking?" Natasha asks flicking on the light in her closet.

"I am totally in all your hands." I say gesturing to the other 5 women.

"You said you haven't been to a club in a while. How long is 'a while'?" Pepper asks, placing my clothes down. I look down, trying to remember.

"2 years, I think." Everyone's eyes widen as I look back up, Darcy's jaw actually dropping.

"I spend the majority of my time in a lab and even I went to a club a few weeks ago." Sue says.

"Excuse me for not enjoying an environment where it's considered okay for some sweaty jerk to rub his dick on you."

"Okay, but haven't you ever had a girls nigh out? You know dressing up for you and going out with your friends." Darcy asks.

"I had my first girl's day last week. What does that tell you?" I say folding my arms.

"Okay dude, after this I'm taking you to the mall." Darcy says.

"One step at a time guys. I say we focus on getting her in heels." Natasha says walking back into her closet. They all join her and I begin to regret asking them for help.

"I'll wear heels, but no freakin' stilts." I say walking in. Pepper's holding a pair of black pumps that look to be 5 inches. I pint to her. "No." After a solid 3 minutes of them holding a pair up and me saying no, Natasha finally places a pair of booties on my lap. "Pink." I say looking at the shoes.

"Yes, but look, spikey too." Natasha picks one up and shows me the heel. It's decorated with black spikes and studs. "Come on, you have to like these." She says. I pick on up the other one.

"Maybe I can overlook the pink." I say standing. Natasha smiles, handing me the other one as well as my clothes.

"Alright now go get changed." I go to her bathroom while Natasha, Jane, Darcy and Sue look for what they want to wear, and Pepper leaver to her room. After changing, I fold my clothes and sit on the toilet to put my shoes on.

"Hurry up Jade! I wanna see!" Darcy says banging on the door. I stand, grab my clothes and boots and open the door to a decked out Darcy. She's wearing black, sequined shorts, a black, backless, waterfall tank top with gold zipper up the back, as well as strappy, sparkly heels. With no glasses and her hair down, she looks ready to go. "Well look at you hot stuff." She says pulling my arm in front of Sue, Natasha and Jane. Jane's wearing a gold sequined, strapless, peplum top, black skinny jeans and black pumps, while Natasha wears a simple black spaghetti strapped dress with black heels that have a red sole. Sue then wearing a peach dress and tan, peep to stilettoes.

"Okay, I think I'm going to go put on some makeup." Natasha says, Darcy and Sue joining her. Meanwhile Jane and I take a seat on Natasha's bed.

"So I take it you aren't much of a club goer either?" I say.

She smiles, "No, but Darcy is pretty convincing." I smile with her and we sit in silence. Well minus the three of them in the bathroom. "Can I just say, you are incredible."

I whip around looking at Jane confused. "Uh, sure... but why?" I ask.

"Well Thor sent us your file and I have to say it was very intriguing."

"You say intriguing, I say traumatizing."

"Oh I'm sure it was, but look at you now. You've overcome so many things, and you did it all alone." Jane says with a spark in her eyes.

"Right, completely and utterly alone." I repeat. I sigh.

Fucking fuck! I'm going to have to tell them about Luc. I have to. I can't keep avoiding this, they need to kno-

"Well look at you two!" Pepper interrupts my thougthts as she walks in, wearing a sliver sequin dress and black pumps. Her makeup and hair already done. "Oh come on, we have to get your hair and makeup done." Pepper gestures for us to join everyone in the bathroom.

"Yeah, be there in a sec." I say as Jane stands. Once they're in the bathroom, I stand. "Jarvis?" I ask, barely above a whisper.

"Yes Jade?"

"Could you tell everyone to meet on the 83rd floor in 5-"

"Jade!" Everyone shouts. *sigh*

"10 minutes."

"Of course, Miss." I walk into the bathroom and am immediately sat on the toilet.

"Okay hand me the pink-"

"No. No pink." I cut off Natasha. "Hand me the rose gold eyeshadow, black, pencil eye liner, black mascara and a small brush." I order. They all look slightly stunned, but do hand me what I asked for. "Just because I barely wear any doesn't mean I don't know how to put on makeup." I say. "You can still put it on, just don't make me look like a Barbie." I say spilling the contents onto my lap.

"You actually would make a pretty good Barbie." Sue says playing with a strand of my hair. I roll my eyes before closing them for Natasha. She starts doing my makeup and I feel another set of hands on my head. Next thing I know, I feel the heat of a curling iron, oh so subtly, by my neck. Minutes later, what I'm guessing is hair spray, is sprayed and I'm told to pen my eyes. I look in the mirror and can't help but look stunned. Natasha gave me a cat-eye while Pepper and Sue did a messy curl hairdo. I... I could actually get used to having girlfriends.

"Really?" Darcy asks. "Okay, if I'm not hungover tomorrow, we are so going shopping." We all laugh and for once, I'm not upset that I thought aloud. I look at the clock and realize my ten minutes are up.

"Shall we?" I ask standing. We all shuffle out of Natasha's room and to the elevator. I stand behind everyone, silently planning how to start telling everyone about Luc. Unfortunately my time is cut short as the doors open. I don't quite notice that through until I hear glass shatter.

I look up, everyone already having left the elevator and see Peter, wide eyed and mouth open with a puddle of water as well as a broken glass at his feet. I step out of the lift and into the kitchen grabbing a towel. "You okay Tigre?" I ask, bending down and cleaning up the glass as well as sopping up the water. He only clamps his mouth shut and nods. "Okay." I say with a smile, standing back up and shaking the towel out over the trash can and placing it next to the sink. It's then that I notice no one talking and all of them looking at me. All 16 of them are staring at me. I look around everyone before saying, "Well since I have all your attention..." My breath hitches and I rethink. "Actually could you all take a seat, over there." I point a shaky finger to the couches, but quickly close my fist to stop. I take 2 deep breaths before walking over myself. Everyone's seated and I look at all of them once again. Ben stands at one end of the of the couch perpendicular to the hall while Reed, Sue, Johnny, Clint, and Natasha sit, Steve standing on the other side. The couch in front of the kitchen has Erik standing behind it with Ian, Darcy, Jane, Thor, Tony, Pepper and Peter sit. I look at my feet, feeling as if all their eyes are piercing my soul. I make myself walk, which eventually turns into a pave as I rush out, "Okay, okay, okay, I'm just going to say it, and say it quick and you'll all have your questions and-"

"Jade." I stop, snapping my head up to Steve. "It's okay." I let go of my breath and look back at my feet.

"I wasn't alone." I say, squeezing my eyes shut. After seconds of silence, I look back up creaking only one of my eyes open. Seeing Peter's smile causes me to open both eyes. Everyone looks somewhat confused, except for Jane, she's just waiting for me to continue. "When I was with HYDRA." I bluntly say. "Or at least not always A boy, Luc..." I clear my throat. "Luc... Tristan Levett, was brought in when I was 16 and he was 17."

"Is that the Luc from earlier?" Clint asks, referring to when I shouted at Peter.

"Yes." I say.

"But there's nothing in your file about him." Bruce states.

"I know. I kinda left him out." I say, looking back to my feet. "I know I said I wouldn't lie, but... I didn't want you knowing about him until something was final."

"Why keep him a secret?" Tony asks.

"Because he..." I can't continue. What if he makes some snide comment? What if they all do? What if they treat me differently?

"He what?" Thor urges.

"We were partners. We trained together and went on missions as a team." I try to explain.

"But that's not all. That's not all he was to you." Natasha says, giving me the help I desperately need. I nod, looking down again

"I-I didn't want to tell you because Luc was the first person I ever had feelings for and he..." My already trembling breath comes to a stop as I feel arms around me. I look up to see the back of Natasha's head. I really do want to hug back, but if I got the stone cold Russian to be emotional, then it's only downhill for me. In fact, I feel a tear prick my right eye, so I push her away, turning, leaving my back to everyone. I wipe under my eye to diminish the tear and take a deep breath to make it disappear all-together. Okay Sawyer, you have to calm down and get through this. As if you already haven't, crying would ruin the night. I take one more final breath and turn back towards everyone. "Luc and I were partners and he actually took care of the first mission I told you about because, I couldn't." I begin looking at my feet at the end. "We trained together for the same 6 months, as I said, and we shared the same cell for 2 years. And again, I'm sorry for not telling you about him. No matter how cliché it is and the fact that I hate it, he is the only person I can say I truly fell in love with. And my life with him is the only thing that gets me, well, like this." I look around everyone. Some look at their feet, some fumble with their hands, hair or clothing and a handful of them give me that look you'd get after seeing a puppy in the rain. Or a wounded animal. Perfect. "Sorry if I ruined everyone's partying moods." I say rubbing the back of my ankle with my other foot. Wow, Sawyer, barely even an hour and you've already left everyone speechless, in the bad way.

"I don't know, you left everyone pretty awestruck when you came out of the elevator." Natasha says with a smile.

"Damn..." I say under my breath. You just don't know when to shut up, huh brain? Might as well go with it. "This is all you guys." I say gesturing to my clothes. "If it were my choice, I'd be in sweatpants and a t-shirt by now." That earns me a few smiles, but it's Tony that makes me smile.

"Oh come on Handsy, it'll be fun."

He pats my back as I look to him saying, "So I didn't ruin everything?"

He scoffs. "Please, I'm sure one we get a few drinks in you and out on the dance floor, you'll make it up to us." Everyone does a chuckle and laugh, all gradually standing.

We all leave the tower and get to the club one way or the other. And going into the club's somewhat a blur too but Steve opening my door and holding out his hand for me is memorable.

"I figure we can go through this together." He says, leaning down to my ear.

"You know, I'd say I'm surprised that the 95 year old won't enjoy the flashing lights and blearing bass of a club, but can't say I am."

"I'm 94." He corrects me. I roll my eyes at him only to glance at the line wrapping around the building to get in.

"Oof, you know I don't think I've ever see that mush cleavage in one line." I say looking down the line. Then Johnny crossed my sight. As well as the 4, rather provocatively dressed women following him. "Or that much bimbo following one man. I really hope it doesn't rub off on him. He's not that bad a guy." Steve chuckles, pulling the door open for me, the guard not even caring that Captain America's walking in. Maybe this job will have some perks. After 5 seconds, I decide I'll need something to ease the tension. "Okay, if I'm not to punch anyone, I'll need a drink." I shout to Steve over the music. That is if you could call it that. I swear these places play the same bass beat over and over aga- "Whoo!" I shriek as I'm being whisked away from my escort by Darcy.

"Come on Jade, you and I are the only single ladies, and I hear you got some pretty sick moves. So you're my wind women." Darcy pulls me onto the dance floor, where I try to snag a shot off of a waitress' tray. After my 4th try, I mean seriously you'd think they were avoiding me, I finally grab two glasses. I down them before Darcy pulls me further into the pit. It smells like seat, puke, tequila and really cheap perfume. Well kids if you ever wonder what a hooker smells like, this is it. "Loosen up, dance!" Darcy shouts. I sigh. Alright Sawyer – Leiton, I mean – tackle this like you would anything else. Okay, despite the smell and moist feeling that's accumulating everyone is smiling and appear to be having a good time. Alright come on, it's the same beat, but it's a good beat. You can do this. I look back to Darcy and she grabs my hands, spinning me. I laugh and begin dancing with her. "There we go!" She cheers on. And I do begin to get into it, swaying my hips, dipping down and jumping when the bass drops. Eventually Darcy does start dancing with a guy, so I just continue. That is until I feel two hands on my hips and a body pressed up to my back. I look behind me and see a guy, perhaps the douchiest ever, which I don't even know.

He starts grinding my hips with his and I ask, "Do I know you?"

"Do you need to?" He huskily asks in my ear.

"Um preferably." I say taking one of his hands and spinning way from him; facing him.

"Come on, don't you wanna have some fun?" He says grabbing two drinks off a waitress' tray, How'd he get them so easily, and hands me one.

"Yeah, preferably. Without you." I say, placing the drink back on the girl's tray as she walks away.

"You'd think a slut like you wouldn't mind a guy like me." He says downing his drink and grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. Okay, he brought this upon himself. Come on, Leiton – Sawyer – whatever, the point is, whoever I am, I am not a slut!

"Bad choice of words, buddy, bad choice of words." I say patting his chest and walking away from him off the dance floor. I look around, seeing Steve, Ben, Erik, Bruce, Ian and Peter all sitting at the bar. Wait- Peter! Oh, what am I thinking, he's sitting next to Captain America, he's not going to drink. But I do finally see what I'm looking for. The DJ booth. I jog over to it and hop up on the edge he's on. He's in a somewhat radio booth almost, so I tap the glass. He slides the window open and pulls down his head phones.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Could I make a request?" I ask.

"Sure, it'll play after this song. What'll it be?"

"Slut Like You by P!nk, please." I say, hopping down, surprisingly not breaking my ankle. He nods giving me a thumbs up, closing the window and pulling his headphones back on. Okay, if I'm going to do this, I need some more alcohol. I walk over to the bar, not caring about the glances I get form those there.

"What's your poison, Miss?" the bar tender asks.

"Whiskey and Coke on the rocks please." I say, tapping the counter with my fingers I get a few raised eyebrows from the men next to me, but again, I pay them no matter.

"Hm, that's Tony's drink." Pepper says coming up on my right.

Thar bar tender hands me my drink and asks, "Will that be on your tab Mr. Stark?"

"Yes, thank you." Tony says on my left.

"Thank you Tony." I say raising my glass to him. Before he can say anything, I tip my head back, taking the burning liquid with me, emptying the glass. Ooo, yeah, that'll clear the sinuses. I shake my head a little, and clear my throat.

"I usually like to enjoy my drinks one sip at a time, but whatever you're feeling." Tony says.

"Oh well I do too, but unfortunately, I do not have the time." I say placing my glass back on the bar.

"Why?" Pepper asks.

"I have to go tech some asshole what happens when you call Jade Sawyer a slut." Her bright blue eyes grow, and I hear Tony snicker as I walk back towards the dance floor. I'm able to spot Mr. McBallsack right away and soon find Darcy too. I pull her aside and explain the situation.

She laughs, covering her mouth slightly with her hand, saying "That's awesome. Please tell me I can help."

"Yes, go tell Jane, Natasha, Pepper and Sue. Also every women you pass." Darcy's smile grows and she teeters off in her heels to the bar. I see a girl about to dance with he who I do not know the name of, so I push my way through the crowd to them. "Hey there, yeah the guy you're about to dance with? Well he's a dick." I say. The girl looks up at him and pushes him away, perfectly when the song starts.

I'm not a slut, I just love, love.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" He asks.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Thinking every girl came her," I say stepping up to him, "just to fuck you." I say, simultaneous with the song, while pulling on the guy's belt loops. We have a small stare down before he rolls his eyes and tries to walk off, but it appears Darcy reached to more women than I expected. He's blocked by a group of girls, all with folded arms or hands on their hips. I smile as he turns back to me to try and leave, but, unfortunately for him, the chorus starts.

I got a little piece of you-hoo! Almost everyone shouts while jumping around this one, bitch of a man. And it's just like woo-hoo! Wham, bam, thank you ma'am. I throw my hands in his face, causing his to flinch and back up. Boo-hoo! I'm a slut like you! I eye him while mouthing along to the end line of the chorus.

I glance to my right and see Jane, Darcy, Sue, Pepper and Natasha standing to the side and I jump over to them, drawing the attention from most people. Go, sitting with my friends and we're picking who we might let in. They all act as if deciding which of the men here are more acceptable. That one? Boys are starving. They're just our little friends. "What?" I say along to the song. They're just our little friends. "Huh?" I walk back to the man who started this all. "Listen you little fucker!"

You think you call the shots. "Nope." I just bought you some, drink up your ride's gone. This might be fun. I poke his chest, but then notice a group of guys in the corner laughing their asses off, so, I point them out to him. As he looks back to me, I begin laughing as well. Oh, and here's the chorus again. Might as well dance along. I jump and bounce along, flailing my arms about, clearly making this man uncomfortable. Mission accomplished then, I guess. But the bridge is my favorite part, so I suppose I have to do it. I step back up to him, seeing as he's trapped by the crowd. "You don't win a prize with your googly eyes, I'm not a cracker jack, you can't go inside unless I let you Jack, Huck, Sam, fuck what's your name again?" I gesture to him and step forward, causing him to back up even more. "You, male, come now, you, caveman, sit down." I pump out my chest and flex my arms as if a grotesque man. "You, shh, don't ruin it wow! Check please!" Of course I had exaggerated hand gesture, or else it wouldn't have been as fun.

I run my fingers up his torso as another chorus comes along, only this time slower. Wham bam I tap his nose. Boo-hoo, I'm a slut like you! I jump one last time, pushing him away from me and considering I have several cheers thrown my way, I feel a strut is appropriate here. Getting back to the bar I see everyone there and am actually handed another whiskey from Pepper. I turn around and catch the eye of he who shall not get laid and raise my glass t him before taking a sip. He shoves his way out of the crowd and eventually out of the club. I turn back to the bar, chuckling with the glass still pressed to my lips.

"My, you are quite the spectacle." Thor says. Still smiling, I shrug and move the glass down.

"But don't you think that was a bit much." Ian asks.

"Perhaps, but frankly a fellow such as that one, I think, needed an exaggerated response. After all, I find it rather inappropriate for a man to call a woman a slut, simply because she doesn't want his dick rubbed up against her, let alone in her." I say, watching everyone's expression change to a somewhat shocked one. Natasha, next to me, holds out her glass to me, and I tap hers with mine, producing a satisfying clink.

"Well, keeping that in mind, I think I'll go dance." Johnny says, coming up to me, putting an arm around my hip and pressing his lips to my temple. I look up at him, perplexed and he says, "What, just showing my respect." He saunters off while my smile grows back.

I go and sit at the bar in between Steve and Tony where the night actually turned out to be pretty great.

A/N: Hi guys, so I'm gonna make this quick cause it's 12:30 pm and I have driver's ed in the morning, but here's another chapter! And it's pretty long, so I hope that makes up for me being kinda late...

Anyway, the song is Slut Like You by P!nk (If you didn't catch that) and I know it's P!nk again, but her songs just seemed to fit perfectly with what I had written out. The picture is what Pepper picked out for Jade, and actually... So I use Pinterest for the majority of what I find for Viper. Like certain gear, clothes, and I was wondering if you guys would want to look at it. Right now, both of my "Jade's Fashion" and "Viper" files are hidden, but if you guys want to see the 100 so outfits I've gathered for Jade, or certain things that inspired scenes so far, go ahead and comment and I'll unhide them... I guess... and you guys can check it out. As well as the other stupid Marvel, Supernatural, Tattoos and Piercings, Cars and so much more stuff I pin, generally on the daily. So that'll let you guys know a little bit more about your slightly more than average author. You should be able to search "Maddie Egerton" and you'll find me! It's a wolf howling profile pic, by the way. Um... yeah. Love you! I should go to sleep! Bye!

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