The Sister

Chapter six - Pieces of the Puzzle

Emma slammed her apartment door, removed the knife from her back, putting it down onto the coffee table as she walked by it. She was angry at her brother, for automatically thinking the worst of the guy she had been with.

But as she paced the room, she thought about everything that had happened.

The more she thought about it.

The more she realised there was something about the way Walker and Jackson were around each other.

How they would take in hushed tones, or side glances. That they never talked much when they were around herself or anyone else.

In fact, now she thought more about, Walker didn't like her at all, often asking Jackson why he was with her.

She quickly headed through to her room, about to reach for the car keys from Bucky, wondering if he was busy right that moment. When she saw the necklace Stones had given her. He had told her that his mother was Irish, and that this had always given him luck, that he wanted her to have it, to keep her safe on missions.

She laughed at it, thinking it was a beautiful necklace, but that she didn't need luck.

Didn't stop her from taken it with her.

Which on that last mission, she did as well.

Jackson never knew about it; he was always the jealous type.

It was hanging on the mirror on the vanity desk.

It was a four-leaf clover on a chain. She thought it was a the most romantic thing anyone had given her. Until she saw it, realising there was something different about it. That this was more than just a plain necklace.

She quickly dropped it on the floor and started standing on it.

When she looked down at her feet, after crushing it, she saw something in amongst the crushed metal. She was confused, but slowly crouched down, moved the fragments, and picked up what he had been hidden inside.

There in the palm of her hand, was the smallest of computer chip.

Emma slowly stood up again, checking it in the light on what she was holding. There was something written on it, but it was so small, she couldn't read it.

Emma didn't hesitate, she quickly turned and headed back out of her apartment, and back upstairs to talk to the team.

The doors opened, Emma walked out, finding nobody around.

"Hello?" She called out. "Tony, you in here?"

Nothing but her echo came back.

"She was about to give up and go back to her place, when she thought about Friday.

"Hey Friday, can you contact Mr Stark for me please, tell him I have something he might be interested in" She said.

"Sure, I'll contact him now for you Miss Barton" She said, in her Irish accent.

This made her laugh, as she walked over to the bar, picking up a glass and the amber liquid, feeling like she needed this. As nothing was making any sense anymore.

"He said he is on his way" Friday said.

"Thanks"

"Anytime"

Emma picked up the glass and started walking around the room, she hadn't really looked around last night, she was too busy enjoying herself and taking everything else in. She heard movement from above, turning around and looking up at the doors upstairs, finding Tony walking towards her.