A/N: Heys guy! So another story starter I just thought of and had to write. I'm gonna be doing this fic a little differently, in the way that each chapter is going to be one scene each. Some may be long, some may be short.
On another note, I'm so so sorry that I haven't been updating Second Chance and Up, but my laptop's hard drive died last Friday, and I've only just got the documents back today, but I have very limited access to a computer with compatible software. *cries*
In any case, enjoy this new fic! I have no idea how long it will last, or how often I will update, so bear with me please! :) Reviews will be wonderful!
DISCLAIMER: I only own this story.
"Kara, stop fussing." Grant Ward said, almost exasperated at her constant concern over her face. "You look fine."
"'Fine' is a relative term, Grant!" Kara Lynn Palamas replied, her voice rising to a shriek. "I have a scar that resembles Zuko!" Turning away from the mirror, she gestured wildly at it, but was met with the back half of Grant's body.
Grant rolled his eyes, safe because he wasn't facing her. "At least we can both relate to a cartoon character."
Pursing her lips, Kara gave the back of Grant's head an unimpressed look. "Amusing. And I know you rolled your eyes at me." She turned back to face the mirror, raised a hand to her face but held it there, seemingly afraid to touch it. "Do you think I could get this Agent Simmons to fix it? You said she's a genius."
"I doubt she'd help you." said a voice from the doorway, layered with exhaustion and despair. "She wouldn't even help me."
Both Kara and Grant's heads snapped up the second they heard it, their faces paling in shock and fear at the person now standing in front of them.