Agent Grace

Chapter 10.

"Come with me now." Fury quickly walked out of the room and Agent Grace followed in quick pursuit.

He directed her into a room where they were healing flesh wounds with doctor Cho's new machine.

He walked past them though and headed through another door into the scanning room.

A chair was in the middle of the room and Fury motioned for her to sit.

"Relax yourself. Take deep breaths."

She did as she was told and took large amounts of air into her lungs and let it go.

"That's interesting." Fury's eyes gazed at her hair in an intrigued manner.

Agent Grace pulled a section of hair across her face so she could see it turn its way back to a caramel brown, and my eyes a chocolate brown.

I sighed in relief and flopped back in the chair. "So it runs on adrenaline. That's handy when you're an agent and even a twig snapping sets your nerves on fire."

I hopped out of the chair and pulled my hair into a neater ponytail. Fury on the other hand was crossing his arms and looking very concerned.

"Does Peter know?"

I almost trip over my own feet at the mention of his name. "How do you know about Peter?"

"The door scans everyone who comes into the apartment incase of burglars or."

"Just friends." I raised me eyebrow and felt my blood boil but quickly released it incase my new abilities wanted to come out again.

"You watch me?"

"No I don't. I trust you."

The words were of a very different nature to Agent Grace. "Well...thanks?"

He motioned for her to exit the door. "Your plane is set to leave tomorrow morning. Be safe and stay away from stressful situations."

I nod my head but remember the plans I had made with Peter. "I can't leave tomorrow."

He chuckled. "And why is that?"

I try to find the right words but nothing comes because I know what I have to do. It's too risky to be around Peter.

"Never mind."

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Peter was standing outside the theatre with his hands in his pockets and his foot propped up against the wall.

He checked his watch. 7:10pm. Ten minutes late. Maybe this is a sign he thought to himself. "I can't bring anymore people into my life what am I thinking!"

Peter started walking down the street and headed back to his shared apartment with Aunt May and he opened the door.

"You're back early? Was the movie cancelled?" Aunt May asked from the kitchen.

"Aila was a no show." He responded back quickly.

Aunt May walked out with a dish towel in her hands. "I'm sorry Peter."

Peter shrugged. "I don't mind. Truly. Goodnight."

He quickly went to his room, closed the door and started tinkering to take his mind off of his failed attempt at a date.
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