I don't own anything except my original characters, yada, yada, yada.
When I wake up, well, I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out, yeah, I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk, well, I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, hey, I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you
But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door
Ugh, you thought. Another day debugging programs for S.H.I.E.L.D. Just one day, I wish that I could do something different, something at least mildly interesting, you thought as you shut off the alarm on your phone. You loved your job, you really did; but lately, it had gotten very monotonous. You got up, got dressed in your usual uniform (leather jacket, holster, purple tank top, jeans, and Doc Martens), and biked to the helicarrier.
"Agent Davis to the main deck. Agent Davis to the main deck." Shit, you thought. What did they want now? You walked briskly from your office to the deck, and was surprised to see Fury and Steve Rogers, standing, waiting for you. "Agent Davis. Welcome. Have a seat." Director Fury gestured directly across the table from Rogers. You had always thought that it was a little odd, how Steve always sat up so straight. It must have been a force of habit, from his army days. "Hello, Director Fury. Hello, Rogers." you said, taking a seat, and nodding in his direction. Turning to Fury, you said "With all due respect, Director, why did you bring me here? I have programs to debug."
"Goddammit, Agent. If this wasn't important, then why would Steve be here? After the chitauri attack, I realized that we didn't prepare Steve nearly enough for the modern world. I thought you would be the man, er, woman, for the job, seeing as you had a double major in Computer Science and Film." he said, in his usual manner. You chuckled, as Steve blushed, looking slightly embarrassed. "This is the best assignment you've ever given me, Director. I would love to." You got up, walked around to Steve, and held out your right hand. He shook it. Damn, you thought. That serum really gave him a strong grip.
"Rogers, what are your plans for the rest of the day?" you said.
"I was planning to train, ma'am."
"Boxing?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Great. Oh, and by the way, don't call me ma'am. Call me Alice, or, if you're uncomfortable with that, call me Agent Davis."
Steve nodded. "Thanks, Agent Davis."
"Then, Agent, I suggest you start with music. Follow Steve to the training room, and bring your laptop." commanded Fury. You grinned, and said, "Come on, Steve."