(Book 2 of Series / Continuation of When Worlds Collide / Can be read as a stand-alone) Kore is a vengeful HYDRA agent that will do whatever it takes to watch the Avengers crumble. She allows HYDRA's scientists to turn her into the most deadly assas...
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Steve, Sam and I were all finishing up our usual morning run. Steve and I got to the entrance of the tower first, turning back to wait for Sam who was trailing just behind us. We were all panting for air as Sam finally caught up to us, Steve opening the door to go inside.
"You good?" I tease him with a pat on the shoulder as we walk through the doorway. Sam merely rolls his eyes.
"You both have some sort of super serum in you, I don't, okay? I can't just pump out twenty miles in forty-five minutes like you guys can." He pauses to catch his breath. "Unlike you, I have a normal body with a normal pair of lungs, which don't like to work properly with me, thank you very much." We all chuckle as we head into the elevator and up to the main lounge where the public kitchen is. When we exit, Sam is pushing me playfully out of the elevator as if we were little kids. That's when I notice Nat sitting at the dinner table reading the newspaper, her fingers gently tapping her cup of orange juice.
"Mornin', Nat," I greet with a smile. She glances up before going back to reading her passage.
"Morning, boys. You kill each other yet? Or do I have to do that during training today?"
"Only Sam," Steve teases. The comment earns a steady 'seriously?' gaze from Sam at the both of us as we head into the kitchen for some breakfast. Nat keeps her eyes down and smirks to herself.
"More fun for me," She calls out. Clint is already in the kitchen cooking something on the stove when we enter. He doesn't even have to look up to know who it is.
"Well look at that, it's the boy scouts," He teases with a small smile as he continues to scramble his eggs. "Did you bring me my cookies?"
"Goodmorning to you too," Steve says while crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.
"If you guys want to grab some plates I can make you some eggs," Clint offers to us. It doesn't take long for us to open the cupboard and grab the utensils, especially me. I'm the first to receive the delicious looking breakfast from Clint. After that, I grab the orange juice from the fridge and pour myself a glass, then walk out into the lounge and take my seat across from Nat at the dining table.
"Did you ask out that girl yet?" Nat asks as soon as I sit down. I release an annoyed sigh. I should've seen this coming. Nat liked setting people up, probably because she didn't want a relationship for herself. It was her way of making her and other people feel good. "What was her name? Molly?"
"Mary," I correct her as I glance at her while picking up my fork. "And no, I haven't gotten to it. I don't think I will. I'm not looking for that kind of thing right now." Nat groans with annoyance as Steve sits next to her and Sam pulls out the chair to my left. I chuckle quietly to myself before taking a bite of my eggs. "You should stick to hooking Steve up with girls, Doll." Steve looks at me with a weird expression.
"I thought I told you not to call me that," She scolds. "Makes me sound innocent." I shrug.
"Sorry. Old habits die hard." She pauses, watching Steve, then looks back up to me with a giddy expression. Almost as if she were a kid on Christmas.
"Ooh, I know this really cute technician that helps work on the quinjet," Nat says to me, clearly ignoring my denial of her help.
"No thanks."
"Would you rather go soft and sweet? I know someone who's friends with a model." I nearly choke on my orange juice when she says that. I take a moment to swallow my drink before looking at her in disbelief.
"Absolutely not," Nat smirks at me playfully.
"Ooooh, I see. Big tough guy likes tough girls."
"Fuck off, Nat." Though, she wasn't all that wrong. I did want a girl that could hold her own, not one that always needed me to protect them all the damned time. I furrow my brows slightly as I continue eating my breakfast. No, I'm fine just how I am. I like being able to do whatever I want and not have to worry about someone else every day. Besides, emotions like love and that crap only get in the way when I'm trying to focus on what's important, like my work. I sigh to myself. When the time is right, everything will fall into place.
Song that inspired this chapter: Sign - Jeremy Renner
