A/N: Finally putting this story up! I'm so excited.
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel and these characters except for Gunnar. The name of the story is based on the title of one of the songs in the WS soundtrack.
Facts to know before reading:
First story: SHIFTER
Agent Gunnar Wells is a 22 year old half human, half Asgardian warg. He shifts into a chocolate colored German shepherd when he pleases and can still understand conversation, but he can't talk when in dog form. He is Captain America's partner and buddy. He's not quite as tall and bulky as Steve and Thor, but he's agile. When he's in dog form, he can't always control his behavior and likes when they throw balls and being around his teammates. Agent Coulson found him as a puppy and his two handlers died before he was assigned to Steve. This starts at the beginning of Captain America Winter Soldier, and Steve is in Washington D.C. with Natasha and Gunnar is on the helicarrier. They have been split up for now.
I took pieces from Captain America to keep the timeline flowing correctly. The transcription is not perfect and wasn't supposed to be. There are two story lines that go back and forth, but don't worry, they will eventually join and it will be awesome!
Here we go!
Agent Gunnar Wells walked through the hallway of the helicarrier towards a training room. Since Steve was in Washington with Natasha, he had become Hill's personal slave. Deemed temporarily unfit for field duty since his last encounter with Coulson he was stuck pushing papers and running errands for the deputy director. He did what he was supposed to do without any grumbling out loud. He stifled all of the unique colorful comments and kept them to himself.
He hadn't been to the tower in New York in several weeks. He hadn't talked to Tony, Clint and Bruce since he left and he hadn't talked to Steve or Natasha since they left for the capital. Although he was glad to be doing something, he was still unhappy over what that something was. Occasionally he would let his dog side out to run and get some energy out but he mostly focused on getting on Hill's good side so he could go back to regular duty. Yet, as much as he wanted to go on a mission, he couldn't help but remember Steve wouldn't be with him.
Those thoughts kept him up at night. He was trying to conceive any possible real reason as to why they had gotten split up. There had to be a bigger reason than the pathetic reason Coulson had given him.
The next morning:
Gunnar groaned slightly as his alarm went off. He stretched out across his bunk while kicking the covers off.
"So you've been quiet. Nobody has heard from you in the last couple months. Why?" Clint said. He was sitting in a chair across the dark room.
"Jesus Clint! Don't you have more important things to do rather than watch people sleep in the dark?" Gunnar said breathing hard.
"I thought you had super senses and didn't scare easily." Clint scoffed.
"You know damn well both you and Natasha have gotten good at sneaking around me. I had a late night. Hill's been a nightmare." Gunnar said exhaustedly as he sat up.
"Are you going to answer my question? How come you have been avoiding the team?" Clint asked once more.
"I haven't been avoiding anyone… I've been busy." Gunnar lied.
"Come on Spangles, that's the best lie you've got?" Clint smirked.
"What do you want me to say? Ask Hill. She hasn't given me any time off. The only time I'm getting to myself is when I'm in this bunk sleeping. Besides, with Steve gone, I'm not really a part of the team anymore. I've been assigned here." He explained.
"Excuses." He stated. "You'll always be part of the team, even if you don't believe it."
Gunnar just stared back at him but kept silent.
"The other reason I came in here is to tell you that you have been reassigned temporarily." Clint said.
"Again? To where?" Gunnar asked.
"With me." He said.
"Does this mean...?" He asked hopefully.
"You're back on active duty." He replied. "Pack your bags. You're coming with me." Clint threw the file he was holding across the room and it landed perfectly on his lap.
Gunnar quickly packed the single bag he had brought with him and suited up. He boarded the quinjet and sat in the co-pilot's seat to read the file and waited for Clint to take off.
"So this girl who went missing, she's the daughter of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent?" Gunnar asked.
"We're meeting a team. They already started looking for here. Clint explained. "We need you to track her."
"And what if I can't? What if it doesn't work" Gunnar asked.
"We'll cross that road when it comes to it. We need all the help we can get right now."
"I'll try. So where are we going?" He asked.
"Austria." Clint answered. "Hope you packed something warm."