Red Eyes, Green Eyes {An Avengers/ Bruce Banner Story}

Behind Closed Doors {An Avengers Story}

(A/N) Hey there! Just a little notey here,

In this story Bruce has been working at S.H.I.E.L.D. for just over a year. Thanks, continue :)

DISCLAIMER: I DI NOT OWN MARVEL OR THE AVENGERS, NOR DO I OWN ANYTHING ELSE. I OWN THE CHARACTER SKYLAR ONLY.

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I groaned, slapping my alarm clock off as I dragged myself over to the bathroom and turned the shower on. As it was running, I took my S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform out and lay it on my bed before hopping into the shower.

Soon I got out and dried myself off, blow drying my hair. I squeezed into my skin-tight uniform and walked back into the bathroom and did some light makeup. Faint eyeliner, a soft pinky eyeshadow, and some mascara. I also added a small amount of blush.

I added my weapons to my belt before exiting my room.

I heard a whistle and a "Damn, someone's looking hot today."

"Shut up, Clint." I rolled my eyes as I passes him and headed towards the cafeteria.

I grabbed blueberry pancakes and a water bottle. (What? Everyone has pancakes once in a while :3)

I sat down at a random table and cut up the pancake, then shoved the pieces in my mouth.

"Well, if it isn't the queen looking as pleasant as ever?" I looked up to see Bruce sitting across from me, with an apple and water.

"Damn right I'm the queen.." I mumbled as I nibbled another piece of pancakes.

"Morning crankiness?" Bruce asked and I nodded. He sighed, "Didnt get much sleep last night?"

I shrugged and hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I just..it doesn't feel right. I mean, I don't think Joe died in that car accident." I sighed, remembering my older brother Who I'd been informed "died in a car accident" the week before. "I think Fury's hiding something."

"He's a major league spy." Bruce said, taking a bite of his apple. "Of course he's hiding something."

I nodded, glumly chewing another piece of my food as I stared at the pancakes in front of me, mentally counting the blueberries.

"Hey." Bruce said softly, reaching across the table to place hand on my shoulder, causing me to look up.

"We all miss Joe, but I know you do the most."

I nodded, my eyes starting to water. I quickly blinked the tears away and sighed, standing and throwing my trash in the barrel and tossing a small smile over my shoulder in goodbye as I left the cafeteria.

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"Ew." Was my response to the task Fury had given me.

He raised an eyebrow. " 'Ew' ?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. But can't you get Hill or Nat or even Clint to do it?"

"I take it you're not too fond of Stark." Fury sighed.

"Gee, was it that obvious?" I said sarcastically. Other agents probably wouldn't act anything like this to Fury, but he's known me since I was about four. He was basically like a second father, or a close uncle.

"Well yes." He said. "And no, you have to do this. If you don't like him, well too bad. You're going to be working together anyway." He explained, obviously annoyed.

"But..ugh.'' I cut myself off as I sighed. "Fine."

Fury smiled triumphantly. "Good. You look lovely today, by the way."

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes as I walked out of his office, to my closet to decide on what seductive dresses I was going to wear.

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I had finally decided on a white blouse with ruffles down the middle and a ruffled black skirt. I added a bit more makeup before grabbing a S.H.I.E.L.D. iPad and heading out the door.

After a short jet ride, I arrived at Stark towers.

I walked through the lobby and took the elevator up to Tony'a floor. I sighed. I just wanted to get this crap over with. Pray to god he doesn't recognize me or I'll kill myself.

I walked right in, looking around. "Tony!" I yelled.

"May I help you?" A voice asked. I turned to see a woman with strawberry blonde hair wearing a white button-up and a long black pencil skirt, holding an iPad and clipboard.

"Yes, I need to talk to Tony Stark. I'm Skylar James from S.H.I.E.L.D." I showed her my badge.

"Alright, if you would follow me please." She started walking down a set of stairs and punched in a code, then opened the door for me as I heard a "click".

I quickly thanked her and headed inside where I saw Tony sitting in a car as he watched something on TV.

"Mr. Stark." I said, annoyed.

Groaning, he paused the TV. "Who is it and what do you want?"

Wow. Grumpy much?

I cleared my throat. "Mr. Stark I am agent Skylar, from S.H.I.E.L.D." I didn't tell him my last name, afraid that Tony might recognize me.

"Well I would like to see a badge, miss-" he said turning around. He cut himself off by having his jaw drop.

"S-Skylar James?"

"Shit.." I muttered under my breath.

"Yes." I said, even more annoyed. "And your Tony Stark, haven't we established this?" I rolled my eyes. "S.H.I.E.L.D. Needs you to come in." I informed him.

"And what if I say..no?" He raised an eyebrow.

My jaw tightened for a moment before responding.

"I'll persuade you."