IT STARTED WITH A WHISPER, Elizabeth Olsen

Breathe in... Breathe out...

TW: Anxiety, panic attack.

I was eating my breakfast when my phone rang, and Brie's picture appeared on the screen. "Hi Y/n, I am so sorry to bother you, I really really need your help. Do you think you could come over to the set, please?" She asked

"Wow" I answered, shocked. "Hi, I am sorry and please? Must really be urgent... I'll be there in a minute" I promised as I rushed to my car and left my apartment. A few minutes later, I arrived on the new Avengers' set. It was pretty early, around 9am, everyone seemed tensed, and nervous. Brie ran to me and hugged me.

"Thank you so much for coming" she whispered as her head was still buried in my neck.

"What's happening? Are you okay?" I worriedly asked, stepping back from her.

"Yes, yeah, I'm okay. It's not about me. It's Lizzie, she's having a panic attack, and she won't let us come in her trailer, so I thought you might be able to help..." Brie carefully explained the reason why she called me.

"Lizzie... you mean Elizabeth Olsen?" I asked, already knowing the answer to that question.

"Yeah sorry, everybody here just calls her Lizzie. Can you do something?" she spoke as she was already leading the way to the woman's trailer, not even waiting for my answer. Honestly, I had already met a lot of the cast members, Scarlett and I were pretty good friends, and I also liked Tom Hiddleston a lot. But Lizzie... well it's a long, and complicated story.

"Good luck baby girl" Brie shouted as she ran back to where her co-workers were practicing their scenes.

I hesitantly knocked on the door, and walked in without waiting for permission, as I knew she wouldn't give it to me. I closed the door behind me, and noticed Lizzie sitting there, in the middle of the room, struggling to breathe.

"G- go aw- away" she stuttered yet tried to sound stern.

"I'm just here to help okay...I know you don't want anyone's help, but you're going to have to trust me on this one, okay?" I carefully got closer, and when I spoke, she raised her head to look at me. Saying she seemed surprised to see me would be an understatement. She just nodded as a few more tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. I sat right behind her, and gently placed my hands on her shoulders.

"I'm going to need you to focus on my voice okay?" I made my voice sound as calm and reassuring as I possibly could and felt the woman relaxing a bit under my touch. Once again, she simply nodded, waiting for me to continue. "Let yourself fall backwards, I'm right behind you. We're going to do some breathing exercises, if that's okay with you" she didn't say anything, and just let her body fall against mine, her back pressed against my front.

"Put a hand on your chest, and the other one on your stomach" I guided her, and she did it without asking any question. "Is it okay if I put my hands on yours?" I asked for her consent, which she verbally gave me as a shy "yes" left her shaking lips. I carefully placed my hands on hers, holding her tightly.

"Focus on me. Breathe in... breathe out... again, breathe in... breathe out..." I whispered as I applied more or less pressure with my hands to guide her and help her steady her breath. When she did, I slowly pulled away, and sat so that I could properly face her.

"Thank you... for helping me" she whispered trying to avoid my gaze.

"Elizabeth, you don't have to thank me. If you ever need help again... here's my number" I said as I looked for a piece of paper in my bag.

"I never deleted it you know..." she spoke hesitantly, giving me a shy smile.

"Then I hope maybe you'll use it again" I told her as I got up and walked out. When I opened the door, I faced a sweet familiar figure.

"The last part sounded kind of flirty" Scarlett chuckled as she playfully nudged my shoulder.

"What? No! I was just... being nice" I shrugged trying to avoid the conversation.

"You sure were..." she winked. Luckily Brie joined us, and Scarlett stopped her playful teasing.

"Baby girl you are a life saver!" Brie whispered as she hugged my side. "You know what? I spoke to the directors, and they want you to work here. They said they could use someone like you, someone who knows how to talk to other people, to calm them down and everything" she explained as we walked back to my car.

"Oh, Y/n Y/l/n, the celebrity whisperer" Scarlett chuckled, causing Brie to do the same.

"That's... that's a great opportunity... I guess. But you told them I'm still a student, I can't be there all the time?" I was interested by this proposition as I could really use a job like this, it would be more entertaining than being a barmaid. Not that there's anything wrong with it, but I'm getting more, and more, tired of people's drunken confessions.

"Yeah, I told them, and they completely understand. That's why, as a compromise, they are ready to give you your own trailer that you could use as an office to study" she smiled knowing I was now completely convinced.

"Then I guess I'm in, captain" I winked as I opened my car's door and sat on the driver's seat.

"Then I guess we have something to celebrate tonight, I'll invite the girls. I'm picking you up at 7.30, don't be late" she cheerfully said as she, once again, didn't really leave me a choice.

I drove back home, and as soon as I opened my door, I got a call from the movie director about the job, that I officially accepted it. I spent most of my day studying. Then, I started getting ready for the night. I was pretty sure Brie wanted to go to our usual bar, so I put on a grey shirt which was quite revealing and a black leather skirt that covered just enough skin for it to be decent.