A a week had passed since Pietro and Wanda's visit. My wounds from the butcher had healed days ago but Steve was still panicked that I might hurt myself if I went to workout. So I did what any respecting secret agent who could turn human. I snuck out at midnight and worked out anyway. Natasha let me borrow some of her clothes so I didn't have to go back to my ripped jeans and blue shirt.
Yesterday at lunch Clint told me he had a surprise for me.
At hydra a surprise meant a death match with one of the failures or a surprise attack that you had to live through.
He told me he would come get me at 2:00. It's 2:01. He's late.
2:02. I hope he didn't die.
2:03. Yup he's dead.
He came as the clock turned 2:04.
"Where have you been?"
"Snaps I'm four minutes late. Come on."
"Well for the most accurate person in the world you arnt very punctual." That's when he smiled and tried to grab me around the waist. So I slapped him. Then I left the kitchen skipping to the elevator.
"Oww!" He yelled after me. He gen ran to the elevator and slid in next to me.
"So what's the surprise?" We started to go down. Softly rock and roll music played in the background. Clint looked at me with those stupidly nice looking eyes and said,"well a special red white and blue bird told me that you love music, playing and listening. So what if we went and brought you some music and some musical instruments??" My jaw dropped. I transformed quickly and started to pace the elevator floor and as soon as the doors opened I rushed out and started jumping. Then stopped and transformed.
"I don't have money."
"It's ok Snaps I have this." He pulled out a platinum card.
"Quarter..." I looked closely at the card.
"Yes Fluffy." I glared at him.
"Isn't that Tony's?" Clint gave me a sly smile.
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50% Human
FanfictionYes, yes I know another FanFic about the Avengers, but you will definitely never read one like this. Grace Sargent is a one of kind not one of kind female. Hydra got some... well its hydra. *this book really doesn't go along with the movies this s...