Code 13 for Chapter 13
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SHIELD Building in New York City
Debriefing Room"How are you feeling?" Coulson asks as I sit in the debriefing room alone, well not alone anymore.
"I don't know..." I continue to stare at the table. "I'm... confused, none the less."
"Confused?" He questions.
"Why didn't he try to kill me?" I remove my gaze from the table up to the suited agent. "Why?"
"You weren't his target." He offers.
"Net svideteley." I replay the moment in my head.
"Sorry?" Coulson raises an eyebrow.
"Net svideteley." I repeat. "He said that right before he shot the other scientists and engineers in the van. It means no witnesses." I explain. "So why didn't he kill me?"
"He didn't kill Natasha either."
"He shot Nat but he didn't do anything to me!" I abruptly stand up, the back of my knees hitting the chair making it fly back since it has wheels. "The only scratches I have on me are from the van flipping over!"
Coulson opens his mouth to say something but closes it.
"Exactly." I sigh. "But I didn't even do anything when he was vulnerable either." I roll the chair back and plop onto it.
"You probably froze out of fear."
"But I didn't." I slouch back in my chair. "Yeah, I was scared out of my wits but I didn't even try to make a move to grab my pistol or knife. Hell! I didn't even try to punch him."
The room goes silent as we both digest that information.
"So." Coulson pulls a chair across from me. "Why didn't you fight back?"
"I..." I turn my head from staring at the wall to the right of us to him. "When I opened my eyes and met his and... his eyes, they just..." I try to think of the right way and words to describe them.
"They just what?"
"They just..." I sit up in my seat. "When he looked at me there was something in his eyes... They looked lost, looked like they were asking for help. Like there was a different person under that mask and metal armed exterior trying to fight his way out."
"What about when he was killing those scientists, engineers, and shooting one of your best friends?" Coulson shoots back.
"Phil." I sigh and run a hand through my hair. "If I wanted smartass comments, I would have made acquaintances with Tony Stark."
"Sorry." He raises his hands up in defense. "But seriously, what did his eyes look like?"
"You know how I said before how he looked like there was a different person trying to fight his way out?" I ask, he nods. "Well, it looked like that man was pushed back and blocked out by a cold, distant, murderous stare."
"Murderous alright." He mumbles.
"Phil!" I scold again.
"Sorry."
Silence fills the room.
"Is Natasha going to be fine?" I ask.
"Yeah." He nods. "The bullet just missed her large intestines and hip. It just needs stitches and a few days to heal."
Silence fills the room once again.
"Well." I start to stand up. "I should head home and shower."
Coulson nods. "Can I walk you out? I need your opinion on something Fury assigned me to."
"Sure." I nod also as we walk towards the door.
Hallway
"So, what is this assignment you needed my opinion on?" I ask as we walk through the SHIELD hallways with many doors and a large window covering the whole wall up to our right.
"Uhh." He takes a tablet out of his inside suit pocket.
"How did that thing fit in there?" I ask, obviously amazed.
"Special designed suit that has bigger pockets in the inside." He explains tapping some box looking things on the device. "SHIELD original."
"Fancy."
"I know." He smiles as he brings up the right file. "Fury assigned me to design Capt. Roger's new uniform for when he wakes up... So I wanted your input since you kind of saw how the original worked."
"Wow." I gawk at the design.
"It's amazing." I compliment. "Don't you think it's a little old fashioned though?"
Coulson shrugs as he looks at the design too. "Don't we need a lil' bit of old fashion?" He counters with a smirk.
Before I can open my mouth, the building's speaker comes on.
"All agents Code 13!" A panicked voice booms. "I repeat all agents Code 13!"
Coulson looks up at me with an excited look while I give him a confused one.
"What's code thirdtee-" I get interrupted by a large body running into my back and knocking me over.
"Sorry!" The familiar voice apologizes as they run past.
I look up from the floor to see a tall (and buff) white and tan figure running towards the doors.
"Steve." I barely whisper while I scramble to get up as he bursts through the front doors of the SHIELD building, running through time square.
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The Steve waking up scene to refresh your memory (probably don't need it though):
Fun fact!: I'm watching Avengers rn but I need to take a shower... and do homework... its 7:35pm... my bedtimes 10... I take long showers... I have school 7:30am... I'm procrastanating... I have write an essay outline but I forgot my things at school!... It's due tomorrow... I'ma stop rambling.
~Meowlnir
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