Two months after the events in London, Kaitlyn Summers is back in the United States and living in Washington, D.C. under the protection of S.H.I.E.L.D. Just two days before her fifteenth birthday, Director Fury is unexpectedly shot and presumed to b...
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Once Sam drops me off at the Triskelion, I get out of the car and walk inside the building. The place was buzzing with S.H.I.E.L.D. workers and agents, as it usually is. I greet a few of the agents that walked past me and head up to my room. I close the door behind me once I make it to my room and pull out my phone. I scroll through my contacts list to find Dr. Wilson's name and hesitate for a moment before clicking on it.
It took a few seconds for Dr. Wilson to answer the phone. The ringing stops when I hear him pick up the phone. "Hello?" He says.
"Dr. Wilson, it's Kaitlyn." I say.
"Kaitlyn! It's so good to hear from you. How is everything?" Dr. Wilson says.
"Things could be better. I'm in D.C." I say.
"So I hear. What have you been up to?" Dr. Wilson asks.
"Oh, you know the usual. Training. Hiding from the government. More training." I let out a quiet chuckle.
Dr. Wilson chuckles. "I hear your birthday is coming up. You doing anything fun?"
"Honestly, I don't think I'm going to do anything this year. I'm still on lockdown, remember?" I say.
"Well, that shouldn't keep you from having a little fun. Even heroes need to have some fun every now and then." Dr. Wilson says.
"I guess so." I say with a sigh.
"Listen, I've been in contact with your friend, Sam. Says you've been having nightmares again. You want to talk about what's been going on?" Dr. Wilson asks.
"You know, I really don't want to." I say.
"Kaitlyn, you can't keep doing this. You can't keep shutting people out. You have to talk to someone." Dr. Wilson says.
"I am talking." I say.
"That's not what I mean. This isn't healthy. What you're doing. Hiding your nightmares. If you won't talk to me, talk to someone close. A friend, maybe."
I have a close friend and he's miles away on Asgard.
"I care about you, Kaitlyn, and I want what's best for you. I just don't want anything to happen to you. Promise me you'll talk to someone?" Dr. Wilson says.
"I promise." I say, not sure if I'll ever find someone as close to Thor to talk to.
"I have to get back to work. Talk to you soon?" Dr. Wilson says.
