Respect | S. Rogers [1]

45 | EVOCATIONS

May 2012

SHIELD's Headquarters, New York

They did go to eat shawarma after Loki's arrest, the joint had taken a few blasts and hits but it was able to function. Rose hoped the money they got from attending them helped them get back on their feet because they ate like it was going to be their last meal.

After she took a shower at her apartment and changed into civilian clothes, she grabbed the spider toy she had taken from the little boy tracking him to an area that security organizations had set up for people to locate their loved ones lost in the attack. She had slimmed through the people seeing the little boy with the man she had left him with talking to a police officer. The man had stayed with him until someone from his family had come and got him.

Whilst the kid was waiting though, Rose made sure he had seen her. She had gesticulated to him to keep quiet since she didn't want to bring any attention to her, there were already news reports with her face on it that also showcased her powers. The boy's eyes lit up and he had nodded at her, smiling secretively in a shy grin.

The boy, who she learned later was named Ezra, had been picked up by his aunt, her closest living direct relative, his dad had died on the attack and his mother died giving birth. Before the boy left she walked to him discreetly slipping his toy back into his hand, the boy gripped onto her arm in thanks before going to his aunt, speaking for the first time since the battle when she came running to him.

The two spoke and from a distance, she saw the boy pointed subtly at her after whispering something to his aunt's ear. The woman had looked at her with wide eyes, nodding thankfully with a thank you. Rose had smiled at them before leaving the place silently, going back to her apartment and her soft bed to sleep.

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A day later she was making sure everything was being taken care of for Loki's return to Asgard in a few hours. After considering the process was running accordingly she had gone to an office Fury had set aside for her in the meantime to select the drawings she could get rid of.

"Agent Thompson?" Rose looked up from the drawing she was decluttering, it was Agent Walters. "Here are the files you asked for," she said to her handing her the archives.

"Thank you, Agent Walters," she received them putting them aside. "Are you doing okay?" she asked the woman who was trying hard not to shuffle.

"What? Me? I'm...I'm okay" she said nodding vehemently. "Why?"

"There's been a lot going on, especially in the past days." Coulson had only died yesterday.

"Are you talking about..." Rose looked expectantly at her. "Oh, Coulson...Uhm, it's fine uh, I'm trying not to think about it," she smiled tight-lipped, he had been the person to recruit her for SHIELD, they were close... had been.