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Family Wounds Can Heal - Y/N Romanoff-Barton (Marvel)

Hi! This is actually a shortened clip of a story I am THINKING about doing. So long story short Y/N has a name - so sorry if you hate that. Hope you like the story though! (S1 of AOS and before Captain America:Winter Soldier.)

"Everyone knows their task?" Coulson checked with us for the third time. Skye looks at me with raised eyebrows and I have to try not to laugh. "Yes, sir."

To give Coulson his credit, he is a really good commander. He just has his hands full. Fitz-Simmons is brilliant, but can't do much during operatives. May is too difficult to read at any given moment, Ward is a loose cannon, Skye is new and me? Well let's just say I am pretty good, but technically not suppose to be on this team.

"Cambria, hang back a second." Coulson says. Everyone besides him and May start to get ready in position. We're already on the ground tracking an 0-8-4.

"What's up APC?" I smirk at my and Skye's nickname. He groans. "Not you too."

"This is the first time you'll be alone and without a partner." he says seriously.

I sigh. "Just because I am 17, doesn't mean I'm not capable. You are quite ageist." I say teasingly. He gives me the look.

"You know the rules, Cammie." May says sternly.

Technically nobody under 18 is suppose to be an agent, but when Nick Fury has you sent to a training academy in secret while you parents think they've sent you to the fanciest boarding school ever - you get used to breaking the rules.

"If something happens..." Coulson starts.

"Nothing will happen." I state firmly.

"If things start to go south...." May interjects. "I'll be okay." 

He sighs again. "Please use all the resources you have."

I bite my lip. That's what they're getting at. I refuse to kill anybody. I've never had to. My go to moves are the instant sleep moves. I'll knock anybody out or even use special serums. I think it's just as effective, but other agents think it holds me back. Coulson was actually the only one willing to give me a chance.

I enter the building, it's a reformed factory. I immediately go for the control room. I knock the guard out with one pinch to his shoulder, right on a nervous vein that puts him fast asleep.

"Works like a charm." I smile to myself. I am able to turn off all the cameras. "Everyone can enter." I say into comms. The button and mic sit high on my shoulder. We agreed that would be the easiest place for any of us to reach.

I hear a little fighting on the comms, but soon Skye joins me in trying to hack into their data base system in case they have locations on more 0-8-4s.

We must have been in the control room for about 3 minutes before we hear...."May? May, do you read me?" Coulson says over our channel. No response on the comms.

"Can someone please check on her...?" "I've got it!" I call out. I race to May's last location and am shocked to see her on the ground.

"May, can you hear me?" I shake her and get no response. I go to lift her shirt to see if she's injured. There's no blood or visible reason why she's be unconscious.

However, her whole body is superheated. Not even like fever superheated, like supernatural powers getting ready to melt her body.

I hear a step behind me. It's a scared looking man. "She...she wanted to take me." I exhale. I slowly press the comms button. "You're the 0-8-4? You have powers?"

"Cambria, where are you?" Ward asks.

"We don't want to hurt you. We only want to help. But we can't do that when we're all the way on the West side of the building." I say calmly.