"Hey lady watch where you're going!"

Jenna hated New York. It was loud and crowded and the people were jerks. She rolled her eyes as she pressed through the crowds towards the office building. Another day, another job, but it just HAD to be New York. Jenna adjusted her blazer as she stepped into the building and made her way to the front desk.

"Hello. How can I help you?" The receptionist asked, setting down the phone.

Jenna smiled at her as she pulled out her fake FBI badge and showed it to her, "Hi. Agent Jackman, FBI. I'd like to speak to your boss"

The woman's smile faltered "Yes of course! Um he's in a meeting, could you possibly wait about 5, maybe 10 minutes?"

Jenna nodded and stepped away from the desk as she turned her attention to a nearby television.

"It was announced this morning that billionaire Tony Stark was indeed a part of the group known as the Avengers which defended New York City just a few weeks ago. Though Pepper Potts, CEO of Stark Industries, previously denied any involvement in the matter, Mr. Stark met with us earlier this week and gave us the truth"

Jenna rolled her eyes as the scene changed to show a news anchor and none other than the billionaire himself,

"Mr. Stark is it true you are a member of the supposed group called the Avengers," she asked hastily, as if knowing she would get almost none of his time.

"Supposed group? No, I'm not a member of the 'Supposed group' the Avengers. I'm a member of the Avengers, yes we kicked ass and yes I just save the planet. You're welcome."

The man stepped away and waved to her before disappearing into a crowd of people.

Jenna rolled her eyes "Men like that make me sick." She muttered

"Excuse me, Mam." The receptionist called "I can take you to Mr. Beasley's office now,"

Jenna instantly forgot about the man on the TV as she followed the other woman up the stairs

Jenna had been hoping for a difficult case, something new, something fresh, but it was just a vampire nest. She laughed, Just a vampire nest… Never in her life did she think that one day, something like vampire would be normal to her. She zipped up her bag full of hunting supplies and threw it over her shoulder. As she walked out the door she flicked out the lights to her hotel room and headed to the elevator.

The streets of New York were even worse at night. This city really never slept, which made hunting really hard, too many witnesses. She made her way down the side streets and into the alleyways. Jenna sighed and shrugged, man it was good to have a little breathing room. The sound of sirens poisoned the air as she turned a corner only to be shoved into the wall moments later.

"Hunter." The Vampire hissed as his fangs slid down into view.

"Trash." She retorted smiling, "Glad we know each other."

Jenna gasped as white heat seared through her face. She reached up and wiped away the blood dripping from her nose before pulling out a knife and stabbing him in the chest, it didn't kill him of course, but it got him to let her go. She made a break for the street, knife still in hand incase he caught up. As she reached the edge of the street she turned around and was relieved to find he wasn't there. Her chest was heaving and her hands were shaking. She needed to be on her guard, she couldn't just let them push her around like that. She was a hunter. She needed to be strong.

Jenna had just taken a step down the sidewalk when suddenly the vamp was upon her again. He tackled her and they rolled out into the street. Jenna grabbed him by the shirt collar and moved the blade towards his throat. Before she could relieve him of his head, he punched her in the face and forced the knife out of her hand. The vampire grabbed her by the throat.

"So you thought you-"

Jenna heard the screeching of tires and then CRASH. White light exploded all around her as she collapsed and slipped slowly into unconsciousness.

"Yes I'm very well aware of that," Jenna heard a voice. It was distant, and a little disoriented, but it was there.

"Look, don't worry. I'll figure something out."

She slowly started to drag herself out of the darkness as the voice seemed to get closer.

"Hey, she lived didn't she? We can work this out; no one even has to know. Yes, I know. Witnesses, civilians, blah blah blah. Can't you just whip me up some sort of alibi?"

Her eyes slowly opened and she blinked a few times as the world spun into focus.

"What do you mean you don't know? You're SHIELD, of course you can do it!"

Where was she? Jenna looked around and sighed, it was a hospital room. Great… just what she needed.

"I mean it's not like I did it on purpose. I was driving and she just came out of no where, that can't seriously be my fault."

Her eyes finally rested on the man who was speaking and she frowned. He was facing away from her so that all she could see was his back. He was about average height; dressed in black pants and a dark shirt. She could hear a little distress in his voice as he talked into his phone, or what appeared to be a phone.

"Fine, fine. I'll take care of it, her, whatever. Yeah. I got it. Okay bye."

He slipped his phone into his pocket and turned around. It was him, that jerk from the TV.

He noticed her looking at him and sighed "Oh, you're awake. Good."

"Like you care." Jenna mumbled

"Considering I just saved the world and have a reputation to uphold, yeah I kind of do."

"Oh it's all about you, Stark the great and powerful." Jenna scoffed.

He crossed his arms and smiled "Yes, glad you caught on."

"Just get me out of here." Jenna started to sit up and pain shot through her side.

"Hey! Whoa whoa whoa, you can't just leave." He cautioned as she hissed and laid back down.

Jenna rolled her eyes and took a few deep painful breaths.

"You just had to hit me with your damn car…"

"Hey I didn't try to." He defended

"I could have died."

"But you didn't."

"Shut up."

"Not my style."

"Ass hole."

"I'll take that as a compliment." He beamed

Jenna glared at him, completely silent.

"Sooooo, what's your name? Tasha? Emma? Hannah?" Tony picked up a cup of coffee and sipped it, watching her over the brim. "Martha?"

She looked him over "Jenna, Jenna Winters."

"Well, Miss Winters." He nodded "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Jenna rolled her eyes "Can't say I feel the same, Mr. Stark."

Tony shrugged "Fine by me."

She closed her eyes, "How bad are my injuries?"

Tony looked her over and thought before taking a few steps closer. "Broken arm, broken ribs, bruises, deep contusions, few gashes here and there. So over all not too bad."

"Not too bad?! Ugh, I just want to get out of here." Her voice trailed off.

If he felt bad about this he didn't show it, however, he was kind enough to ask "Can I get you anything? Water? Tea? Coffee?"

"You can go out and let me sleep."

"Done," He turned to leave, "But first I'd like to ask you a question, very simple really. What were you doing with that man in the middle of the street?"

"He attacked me, I was defending myself." True… ish.

Tony studied her skeptically; she could almost see the gears turning in his mind.

"I'll be back in two hours with coffee." He announced before leaving her to rest.