Chapter 1.

The sandy haired man rolled his eyes as he looked around the room. Of course they would all be in here; they always are with one or the other.

The black haired man clapped as he entered the room. He was soon smacked over the head by a strawberry blonde woman and he grumbled a sorry. The sandy haired man rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch beside his partner. By partner he meant his co-worker but he did have a feeling he wanted it to be a romantic relationship.

He shook his head, he couldn't be thinking like that. It would distract him.

She turned her head to look at him. Her shoulder length red hair was let down like normal. She gave him a warm smile which he returned. She raised an eyebrow at him and he didn't even need to check to know that everyone was listening into their conversation.

"Where were you?" Natasha Romanoff asked smiling at him inquisitively. He smiled at all of their good intentions, but unknown to them, he wouldn't tell them why he had stayed behind on the Helicarrier.

No-one would ever know. He couldn't risk it, well at least he hoped no-one would ever know but then again this was The Avengers, and when they want to find something out, they will in the end.

Clint Barton smiled as he let the lie slide off his tongue easily. "Oh, I was just speaking to Coulson; he wanted to ask me a few questions about my last solo mission." Everyone in the room nodded, accepting the lie which covered the truth.

'And protected her to some extent', he thought.

"Also, Fury and I were discussing what to do about Loki for the time being. But we've just decided to keep him in the cage, it's not like he will be doing too much anytime soon."

Tony Stark scoffed. "I'd sure hope so keeping him in that."
The brown haired man beside him sighed. "If it was built for The Other Guy then I'm sure we will be fine." Bruce spoke softly.

A laugh came from the other couch and everyone's eyes followed the sound. "I have my doubts." Everyone rolled their eyes again, Thor still set on him being superior.

Clint's eyes wandered around the room, checking its occupants. Tony, Bruce, Thor, Natasha, Pepper and himself. "No Captain?" Everyone shook their heads.

"He's at the gym." Everyone sighed in defeat before moving on to other topics. But no matter how hard he tried, Clint could not get the thought of her being in danger out of his mind.

The nineteen year old sat looking out across the skies. It was so beautiful when the lights from the cities were on below. She closed her eyes and let the wind lightly blow around her. It was nice at night time, but she always preferred being out in the daylight such as now.

Her moment of peace was interrupted by a voice in her ear piece. "Agent George. Director Fury wishes to speak to you." She rolled her eyes and murmured thanks into the receiver before heading back inside the Helicarrier and into Nick Fury's office. He smiled lightly at her. She sat down on the chair in front of him and smiled back. A knock on the door echoed in the room and soon Coulson was sitting beside her. They nodded to each other before turning back to Nick Fury.

"We've decided to start asking our little Demi-God questions in an hour or so. All the Avengers are on their way and Agent Romanoff will ask Loki first. Once she has gotten what she can out of him, I would like to have the two of you go in and Agent George can ask a few." The two Agents nodded. Nick Fury smiled at them.

"Coulson, you are dismissed." Coulson nodded before leaving the room.

The girl raised an eyebrow. Nick Fury sighed; he didn't want to have to tell the girl.

"Hazel George," He began and she knew by the tone of this voice that he had found out. "How long have you known?" She sighed and knew he knew for sure.

"I found out a week or so ago, I had accidently came across my file and it caught my eye." Fury groaned.

"The Avengers need to know." Hazel nodded. "You are dismissed." She nodded again and once she reached the door she paused.

She opened her mouth to say something but shook her head and left after a second thought. Nick Fury was a good boss but she still wasn't sure what his best interests were.

She met up with Coulson outside as the helicopter carrying the Avengers landed. She smiled at the thought of him but quickly shook the smiled away before anyone noticed. As they all walked off, Coulson and her greeted them again.

The last one to walk off the copter was Steve Rodgers. She knew not to call him Steve unless he asked, it was manners. So she stuck to calling him Captain or the occasional Cap. It wasn't that he didn't like her, they were best friends. She just liked calling him Captain when everything was fine and calm.

Even Hazel George couldn't deny it; Steve Rodgers was the most kind man she had ever met. Maybe it was because he had grown up in a more polite generation, maybe it was just his heart, she didn't know. She could relate to him after all, but only Nick Fury and Clint Barton knew the connection with them. Even Steve didn't know it, but it wasn't something Hazel liked people to know so of course, it was not told.

One thing that Hazel would always try to deny, to anyone who brought it up and even herself, was that she had a rather large crush on Captain America. Not the name, but the man. Steve Rodgers.

But then again, no-one knew that. In fact, if you asked anyone what they could tell you about her life before S.H.I.E.L.D, no-one apart from Clint and Nick would be able to tell you a single thing about Hazel George.