The Other Agent Hill

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a/n: Also I changed the cover of the story, what do you guys think? also I used Nina Dobrev, for our character I might change it but for now.

Third person POV

One would think that the SHIELD safe house was empty, if it wasn't for the footprints marking the perimeter of the house, paired with the shaky breaths of a shadowed figure. The young agent, refusing to sleep runs around the compound, in order to escape her racing thoughts and desperate need for sleep.

The morning sun rises over the house filled with resting assassins, spies and a billionaire and his girlfriend.

Said girlfriend part of the reason the brunette cannot close her eyes without feeling an immense amount of fear or guilt.

The mumbling and huffing of the girl, was paused when a worried man with an eyepatch awoke and walked passed an empty bedroom, beginning to worry of the whereabouts of the younger agent. Stepping out into the kitchen and living space and noticing the empty rooms, he then saw a figure run past the open windows. Sighing the man went outside and waited for the girl to run past him, and when she did she stopped in her tracks looking at the man with an exhausted look, placing a sweaty hand to her forehead and slowly walking toward the man.

"Good morning" Y/n greets walking past the man and into the house, hearing the sigh from behind her she continues walking to the kitchen and pouring herself a glass of water.

"Did you get any sleep?" He asks, the girl who nods placing the glass back down on the bench

"I woke up a couple of hours ago, figured I would go for a run" she says as Nick walks behind her turning on the coffee machine

"Y/n it is 6 am what time did you get up?" he asks, as if a father reprimanding a child.

Y/n walks around and takes a sit at the counter, shrugging her shoulders. "I didn't check the time but the sun was not up" she says. Fury pours both himself and the brunette a coffee passing her a mug before standing opposite her cup in hand

"Couldn't sleep?" he says, already knowing the answer. The girl wraps her hands around the coffee, before cringing at the feeling of warmth of the coffee burning her hands.

Fury notices her sudden move and sighs setting down his coffee. "What did they do to you?" he asks softly, he soft tone would have confused anyone. But Y/n's mind was more concerned with preventing her body from heating up, allowing the extremis to take over.

"how much time do you have?" she asks voice barely above a whisper as she looks up from her hands and at the concerned face of the director.

"As much time as you need, but I do remind you I am not the best at comforting people" he says, making a small smile appear on the troubled girls face.

"Why are you up so early anyway?" she asks changing the subject.

"I run a secret agency....I normally wake up earlier" he says. Footsteps can be heard signalling people entering the room. Y/n turns and smiles softly at the site of her friends walking into the room.

"Romanoff, Barton" Fury greets, the two assassins stop bickering and look at the pair in front of them

"Nat, am I dreaming or is Y/n awake before us?" Clint asks, the archer rubbing his eyes mockingly. Nat laughs pinching his arm, making him glare and swat her arm away

"Morning Bird brain" Y/n calls earning a chuckle from Nat and a glare from the archer. Y/n turns to Fury pushing the coffee cup toward the sink

"I am going to take a shower, thank you for the coffee" And with that she hops of the stool, and walks past her friends sending them a smile before walking toward her room.