Katherine was sitting alone at her house she shared with her mom. Even though she was only fifteen she spent ninety-seven percent of the time at home alone. Her mom worked to provide for them. Money was a struggling topic for them. It was just the two of them. But that's not all, there was someone who helped out with everything. Before Katherine was born her mom was in a low place until she met someone who offered to help her. While her mom was pregnant with her, the father fled and left her mom to deal with the baby.

One night about 15 years ago, Kat's mom was in an alley walking from her job at a diner, when she heard something from behind the garbage bin. She walked toward the noise and whatever was behind the bin jumped out and attacked her. She tried to scream but a hand came up from behind her and covered her mouth. She struggled against her captor but they were just too strong. Suddenly, someone was passing by and saw what was happening and came running toward them. The stranger fought the captor, after he had let her go, ready for the man coming at them. While they fought, Elena tried to make a run for it but realized that her left ankle was sprained from the fall. She tried crawling, but she could not move. The stranger was winning when Elena looked back. The captor fell to the ground and did not get back up. The strange man walked over to her and held out his hand but she flinched away in fear he would strike her. He spoke saying he was not going to hurt her. She looked back and forth between the man who saved her to the hand outstretched toward her. Deciding quickly, she took the outstretched hand and was lifted to her feet. But as she moved to put pressure on her left foot she grunted and stumbled a little bit. He asked if she was alright.

15 years earlier

"Well what do you think?" Elena said. "Sorry... I just..."

"Not having the best night." He smirked while trying to balance her. When she looked up just in time to catch the smirk and her lips curled up just a little before pain shot through her leg as she put pressure on it again. He grimaced at the sight of her in pain. "Here let me help you."

"No. I'm fine. I got this." When he let go of her and she lost her balance but before she fell he caught her.

"Yeah, I can see that." Again helping her regain her balance he lifted her up and carried her to the nearest bench. Once he sat her gently on the bench he pulled out his phone and called the police. Once he was done he slipped his phone back into his pocket. "Here let me take a look at that ankle." He kneeled down in front of her, but she pulled her leg toward her out of his reach. "Hey I'm not going to hurt you. Okay. I am just here to help you."

"Yeah that's what all the rapist say now-a-days." Elena said still trying to keep her distance from him.

"Yeah well I would not have saved you if I wanted to rape you." He challenged with a raised eyebrow. "Now if you would let me I would like to take a look at the ankle now."
Elena knew he had a point, he would not have saved her if he wanted to hurt her himself.

"Fine, but just to let you know I will kick you in the nuts if you try anything."

He gave a smile and said, "I would not dream of it." So when she finally allowed him to look at her ankle he touched it gently. But when he applied some pressure to the already bruising area, he heard her take a sharp inhale of breath. "Well I think you sprained it." He looked up with a straight face.

"No shit Sherlock! What gave you that idea?" sarcasm just dripping from her voice.

"Hmm probably the fact that you can't walk on it and it is already swelling and bruising." He said with a straight face as if he had no idea that she was being sarcastic. She just stared at him like he was crazy. But what gave it away was the smile that lit up his face when he caught the look on her face. Before she could respond the police were pulling up and getting out of the car and heading toward the two on the bench.

He got up to show the police where the attacker was laying in the alley still out, but she reached out her hand to grab his as if she was silently asking if he was coming back. He flashed a big grin and nodded but before he turned to walk away, he caught the smile she returned and the blush that was creeping down her neck. The paramedics had just arrived on scene when he walked away and he pointed toward her to tell the paramedics she needed to be looked at.

The medics stalked over to her and knelt down in front of her and started asking her a bunch of useless questions. Once the medics finished looking over her for any other injuries they put ice on it and after a few minutes, when the swelling went down, they wrapped it and told her to avoid putting any dramatic weight on it. When they were packing up to leave, the man who saved her life strolled back over to where she was sitting.

"Well the police are going to take him into custody and then the cops are going to ask for a statement from you. I already gave mine. I forgot to ask do you want me to call anyone a boyfriend? a husband?... girlfriend?" He asked trying to not be obvious.

"No! No! and really? No!" She laughed. He smiled knowing that he made her smile. "How about you? A girlfriend? A wife? A boyfriend?" She said but emphasized the last part and raising her eyebrows.

He laughed and replied, "No, for all."

She smiled. "By the way, my name is Elena McNemar. And may I ask who are you?"

"Well if you must know my name is Phil Coulson."

A/N: Ohhhhhh! What's going to happen now?! It has been a while since I have written something so I'm a bit rusty. Don't judge! Anyway this popped into my head for some reason I have no idea how! I don't know if I should stop there I mean I have an awesome idea of where I want this to go and if you are willing to take a journey with me that would be nice! If you like it review! If not HULK SMASH!