Undercover Agent *old*

Chapter 23

November 12th, 2013
S.H.I.E.L.D. facility
Location: Classified

It's been more than a month since Mia returned from the Bus. She was getting back at work and helping Tony at the Avengers Tower. It now was truly, nearly finished and it looked beautiful. Tony wanted to throw a housewarming party but Mia suggested against it, given that she didn't like parties and she didn't want anything to break that soon already.

Mia was sitting behind a computer, looking for any clue as to where some of the Avengers were. She knew that Steve and Natasha were in Brooklyn and that Tony was still in the Tower. Bruce was missing and Thor was probably on his home planet. Clint took some time off.

“Any work you're doing?” Agent Thompson walked up behind Mia and took a seat next to her desk.

“No, not recently.” She said. “You?”

“Yes, actually.” Thompson lifted his left leg and placed his ankle on his right knee. “I was meaning to ask for your help.”

“I can only help if I know what it's about.” She told him and Thompson chuckled.

“I'm afraid that's classified.”

“Well, I have a higher ranking than you.” Mia scoffed.

“And I was asked to keep this classified.” Thompson responded.

“Well, then I can't help you.” Mia turned back to her computer and looked at some files about her past. She looked at the surveillance camera's of that day again.

“The thing is,” Thompson spoke again, “I really need help. I would've asked Barton, but he seemed to be on a vacation.” Mia knew that was not true; Barton was with his family.

“Then tell me everything I can know so I can help.” Mia broke her face off of the screen and looked Thompson in the eye. He was getting uncomfortable, she cool see that.

“I was tasked to… gather information.” Thompson began.

“Information about what?”

“Information about… how do I put this…” He didn't know what he should say instead of spilling his real task.

“I need something.” Mia said. “Is it about anything Avenger related?”

Thompson shook his head, “No, I need information about a… person.” He told her and he didn't want to look her in the eyes again.

“Who?” She asked.

“You.” He answered and Mia's eyes grew big.

“Me?” She asked surprised. “Why me?”

“Because I was tasked to question you.” He told her and Mia her eyes grew even bigger, if that was possible.

“By who?” She asked again.

“Classified.” Thompson replied.

“What do they want to know?” Thompson set his foot back on the ground and leaned forward. He grabbed a tiny notebook and a pen.

“What happened to your name?” He started his questions.

“Nothing, I just changed it back to the one my mom gave me.” Mia explained. It was not something that was private.

“Why did you change it in the beginning?”

“Because my past isn't something I like to think about.” Mia eyed Thompson carefully. She didn't know where he was going with this and why it was important.