DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY SPIDER-MAN CHARACTERS OR ANY OTHER MARVEL CHARACTER IN MY STORIES!
She sat on the plane looking at the calm water below her. She was flying to New York for two reasons; one was to become her half-brother's guardian, the other was an order from the agency she worked for.
"Agent Hart, I need your presence in New York. There is a possible threat there that goes by the name of Spider-Man. I need you to keep an eye on him and watch what he does. I need you to keep him out of trouble." Fury ordered. "Everything you need to know is on your tablet. Stay safe, Agent Hart."
She turned her head from the window back down to her IPad. Spider-Man was depicted as a vigilante in the press. Daily Bugle was the company that depicted him as a criminal, twisting everything that this young male had done for the city. After completing her research on the male, she let out a sigh and turned off the IPad as she was informed that they would be descending and arriving in New York in thirty minutes.
Once landing, Agent Hart had tugged her leather jacket over her white shirt, which ended just where her black skinny jeans began, showing a slight mid-drift. Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked to the baggage claim to collect her belongings before she walked outside, placing her sunglasses over her eyes, and walked over to where the black Mercedes waited to take her to her brother who waited at his friend's house.
The car ride was a quick ride over to the small slightly run down, but cozy house. She stepped out of the car, walking up the steps before knocking on the door. She could hear someone scrambling behind the door before she heard a familiar voice shout, "I'll get it!" and the door opened to reveal a fifteen-year-old boy whom had the same bright green eyes that she had.
She looked over the boy, only having seen him once before when he was eleven. She removed her sunglasses as she took in his bulky, but tall build, with his blonde hair, and pale skin. He severely contrasted her own; where she was more of a slim build with brunette hair and slightly tanned skin. She smiled at him before looking behind him to the older woman and a male that couldn't be more than two, maybe three, years younger than herself.
"Thank you for temporarily taking care of my brother until I arrived. I really appreciate your help. If I can ever do any to help the two of you or repay you, do not hesitate to ask." She told the two, her British Accent showing through.
"There is no need to repay us. I am always glad to help a friend of Peter's." The woman spoke up. Agent Hart pulled out a piece of paper with her address written out on it, handing it to the woman. "If you two ever need to accept my offer, this is my address. Ask for Rick first, and if they give you any issues, ask for Tegan Hart."
"I'll see you at school, Peter." Rick waved as he was guided to the Mercedes with his sister helping him with his belongings. "I know this situation isn't ideal for you Rick, and I don't want to make your life more difficult than it is. I am not here to act as a mother but more as a guardian. I will keep you safe, feed you, and give you a roof. I expect you to behave, and not cause any trouble due to the fact that I may not be home a lot, especially at night." She began to set the ground rules. "I want us to have respect for each other as brother and sister. As long as you get home at a reasonable time, and don't have parties while I'm gone, we won't have any problems."
Rick nodded his head, knowing that if she was anything like their father, he wouldn't want to get on her bad side. "I won't cause you any problems, sister." He said, smiling at her. She smiled back, wanting to be on as good of terms as possible with her little brother.
"Go get settled in your room, I have to go get food for the kitchen, and I will make us dinner." She told him as she left him in the two bedroom apartment. She smiled as she walked to the elevator. Fury had done well with picking out an apartment for her and her brother, roomy enough for the siblings, but nothing too extravagant.
She easily made her way to the local super market, finding enough food to stock up her fridge and pantry for the next few days until she was able to have someone drive her down to the store to stock up even better. She didn't want to walk back to the apartment with ten bags of groceries, so she elected to walk back with just three bags for now.
She decided to cut through an ally, knowing it would cut off about ten minutes of her walk. She walked past a few guys who were whistling and cat calling at her. "Fuck off." She said, otherwise ignoring the disgusting men.
"Look at what we have here boys." One said as he lifted himself from the wall and came to her side, looking her over like a piece of meat. "Why don't you forget going home, and come back to my place?" He demanded more than asked, grabbing her right arm. "I said, fuck off." She told him, pulling her arm away from him.
"Woohoo! We got a feisty one here! I like that." He said, grabbing her arm again. She set down her groceries, and used the arm he was holding to flip him over her shoulder and throw him into a dumpster that stood not even five feet away. This caused his friends to walk over to her, and she pulled out a gun hidden inside her leather jacket, pointing it at the men. "I suggest you two to leave before I am forced to use this gun." She demanded more than suggested. The two lackey's quickly took off, leaving their unconscious leader behind.
Tucking her gun back under her jacket, she picked up her groceries and turned around to walk back to her apartment, only to see a new person standing there. "Wow, I've never seen a girl do that before." She raised an eyebrow at him before taking a step closer. "So, you're the infamous Spider-Man that the press just loves to talk about." She stated, stopping in front of him. "Uh, y-yeah." He stuttered. "For a 'super-hero', you're not a very smooth talker." She smirked.
"And how many super-heroes have you met?" He questioned. If it weren't for his mask, she would be able to see him raise an eyebrow. Her smirk continued on her face as she told him, "More than you would think." "Are you a magnet to trouble?" He asked. "I haven't ruled that theory out." She told him as she attempted to walk past him, but he had other ideas.
He grabbed her by her waist and shot his web chord out and began to swing through the city before landing on a tall roof, not too far from her apartment. He wanted more answers out of her. She apparently knew more than the average person.
"Who are you?" He asked. "Tegan." She simply answered, setting her groceries down on the roof as she walked over to the edge to look down. He frowned behind his mask at her answer. She was going to make this difficult. "How is it that you met so many different super-heroes?" He asked her. "I'm a magnet for trouble, remember?" She simply answered, not wanting to admit anything.
She walked up to him, getting closer than he would like. If it weren't for his mask, she would be able to see how much he was blushing due to her closeness. She looked up at the masked man in front of her, curiosity filling her mind. There was so much to learn about this young man in the blue and red spandex suit.
He cleared his throat, nervous at how close the woman was standing, causing her to smirk. "You're pretty young, aren't you?" She asked, curious. "What are you? Eighteen? Nineteen?" She continued, wanting to know event though she knew he wouldn't answer. "Close." He stated, not really wanting to answer.
"Would you mind taking me back to my apartment? I have a younger brother who is expecting me to arrive home soon with food." She lifted up her grocery bags as proof to her story. He simply picked her up around her waist again and the two swung from roof top to roof top until they made it to her roof. He released her once she pointed out the roof to her apartment, gently setting her down on her feet.
She walked away to the door, turning around and bidding him good night with, "Until next time, Webslinger." She winked then turned to open the door and quickly made her way to her apartment she now shared with her brother.
The next morning she woke up early to offer Rick a ride to school, which he easily agreed to. When his parents were alive, they were always too busy to drive him back and forth to and from school, so this was an opportunity he did not want to miss out on. As the two finished getting ready there was a knock at the door, which Rick ran to answer. He opened the door to reveal his friend from the other day. "Hey Peter." He greeted, allowing his friend to come in. "Tegan, is it alright with you if Peter hitches a ride with us?" He asked. Tegan answered with a simple, 'sure', from the bathroom she locked herself in. Not five minutes later though, there was another knock at the door. This time Tegan answered.
"Barton?" She asked, confused as she revealed the archer. "Oh, I didn't realize you would have company." He answered, with a straight face. Tegan rolled her eyes at her colleague. "Fury wants you to meet with him now." He told her. Rick frowned from behind her, knowing the ride to school was too good to be true, but she surprised him with her answer. "I'll meet up with him after I take Rick and his friend to school." She replied, grabbing her bag. "Hart…" Barton began, but she held her finger up to his lips. "He can wait ten minutes. Come on boys." She said, leading the way out of the apartment.
Barton would not give up so easily though. "He's not going to be happy with you, Hart." He followed her as the boys walked behind him. "He's never happy with me, Barton. Go tell him I will be there after I drop these two off." With that he backed off and Tegan was able to drive the boys to school.
Once they were in the car, Peter wasted no time in asking questions. "Who was that?" He asked. "Clint Barton. He is a colleague of mine." She responded, putting the car in drive. "Apparently my boss wanted to have a meeting with me, but he can wait a few minutes." She told the two. "Thanks, Tegan. Mom and dad would have just left for the meeting." Rick told her.
"Do you need me to pick you up after school?" She asked, though her question was more for Rick, she was offering the ride to Peter too. "I would like that." Rick smiled from the passenger seat, though Peter kept quiet in the back. "What about you, Peter?" His face was full of shock when she asked him. "Thank you for the offer, Miss Hart, but I have a few activities I have to do after school." He informed her, with a small smile.
After dropping them off, she met up with Fury at a local coffee shop. "Agent Hart." He said, nodding as she sat down in the booth across from him and Barton. "You're late." She smirked at his comment. "I was taking Rick and our vigilante to school." She replied, asking for a cup of coffee from the waitress. "You found him already?" He asked, though he wasn't surprised. "That kid is the target?" Barton asked, slightly surprised. "He has the same scent as the vigilante I met the night before." She responded. "Thanks." She said to the waitress who placed a coffee in front of her.
"I want you to keep track of him then. Find out as much as you can from him." Fury stated, standing up. Barton followed his cue. As the two left the shop, Tegan finished her coffee before paying for it and leaving a five dollar tip for the waitress.
That night Tegan ventured out, looking for trouble. She knew where trouble was, Spider-man would be there as well. She decided to have Barton meet her at a local bar, where she would return home by walking alone. "You think you will find him by wandering into the ally?" Barton asked. Tegan shrugged, taking a sip of her alcoholic beverage. "It's worth a shot. It worked last night, right? So obviously this kid is following me around." She responded, standing up while smoothing out her short black dress that fell above her mid thighs. "Wearing a dress like this in an ally is asking for trouble, right?" She asked.
"I'll keep an eye on you until he arrives." Barton told her, causing her to roll her eyes. "I can take care of myself, Clint." She smirked. "He's still out there, you know." He frowned, wanting his friend to stay safe. "I'll be fine." She urged, "but if it makes you happy, go ahead and keep your distance." She told him.
The two then walked out of the bar together, but walked separate ways. Tegan immediately made her way home, and was about to turn into an ally when someone jumped down in front of her. "It's not safe for a lady to be wandering the streets at night dressed like that." The man told her. Tegan smiled up at the masked vigilante. "Are you here to protect me then, Webslinger?" She smirked.
"Let's get you home." He said, grabbing her by the waist again and swinging off of the roof tops. He set her down on her roof top, but neither one made a move to leave. "Don't you have other damsels in distress to save?" She asked, sitting down on the ledge. "None that seem to attract trouble like you." She could practically hear the smirk tugging at his lips under his mask. "What made you want to protect the people of New York that seem to give a bad rap to your name?" She asked, suddenly serious. He sighed, sitting down next to her. "Who else is going to protect the little people?" He asked.
She smiled at his response. "I guess no one while you are around." She responded. As they sat in silence, looking over the city, her phone began to ring. "Hart." She was still getting used to saying her last name without 'Agent' in front of it. "I'm fine, Clint." She said. The masked male knew exactly who she was talking to, the man who came to her door earlier in the morning. Something about that man had made Peter feel uncomfortable, as if the older male was hiding something. But then again, who was he to judge? He hid his second life from people too.
"Tomorrow morning?" She asked, frowning. "How about later in the afternoon? I want to take Rick to and from school again." He could hardly hear the muffles through the phone. "We will discuss this later, Barton. Good night." She then hung up the phone, placing it in her clutch. "Sorry. My colleague for one is overprotective and, two, very demanding.
"At least you have someone watching out for you." He said softly. "That makes two counting you." She winked at him, moving to stand up. She then placed a hand on his shoulder before stating, "Besides, you never know who could be watching out for you." She slowly made her way to the door before continuing to talk. "Thank you for the ride home, Webslinger." She then opened the door and entered through it to make her way into her apartment as the young masked man jumped down from the roof.
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed the story!
I would like to make it known that this story takes place after the movie The Amazing Spider-man and plan on taking ideas from the sequal as well as the comics to do a slight spin off of the two mediums, as well as putting in S.H.I.E.L.D and their agents.. THEREFORE, I will not be following a story line at all, though you will be familiar with all the characters besides the characters I make up. :)