So for this story there are two authors writing it. There is the creator for Amber which is Adrianne (me) and the creator for Layla which would be Lauren. This will eventually lead to a romance but we haven't decided who our characters love interests should be yet...if you have any ideas regarding that let us know in a review or PM us. :) Thank you for reading!

Amber POV

"Ms. Lane if you could just reconsider-"

"Coulson, I just don't think that me being around," I paused, "him would be a great idea." Coulson sighed knowing my issues with the iron clad so called super hero, Iron Man, otherwise known as Tony Stark.

"Well, keep it in mind. We could really use your help." He said. I hung up the phone and set it down on the kitchen counter. I hovered over the phone wondering whether it would be the right decision, whether it was best for everyone else (which I doubted) or best for myself.

I have been cooped up in my tiny apartment for the past two and a half years. There wasn't any reason for me to leave honestly. I couldn't really say that I had any friends, acquaintances maybe, but never anyone I could consider a friend, that I spent time with. No family. Just myself. I wasn't what you could call a 'people person'. I tried to avoid people at all costs, usually for the fact that if it were to lead to any sort of altercation, it wouldn't turn out pretty.

Being in New York especially, the people's attitudes here vary. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Whatever decision I was to make I knew I had to make it soon. I'm sure how long it had been since I had even talked to Coulson, five minutes maybe, and I had already picked up the phone and began dialing the number.

"I would've thought to give you at least another five minutes…" Coulson stated sarcastically as he answered my phone call. I couldn't help but laugh a bit and nod, though I knew he couldn't see it. "So, i'm guessing you're on board?"

I sighed out loud knowing I could very easily regret this decision. But hey, I guess you never know until you try, right?

"Yes?" I said in more of a question than an answer. I couldn't help but start rubbing my temples; I could already hear Starks voice ringing through my ears about our last…get together. "When do we meet?" I asked him blocking out my insecurities I had about my answer that were running endlessly through my head. Within seconds of me asking I heard a knock on the door.

"You should probably answer that." He said. I rolled my eyes; a smirk formed on my face, and walked over to the door. I opened it to reveal none other than Agent Phil Coulson, in the flesh. "You ready to go?"

"Wait, you're expecting me to leave now?" I asked him. "I have to pack and…" I trailed off, that was all I had to do. Even then my things were packed, though that isn't uncommon with me. I always had my things ready. I hate staying in a place for too long, everything just becomes too…familiar; I guess would be a good way to describe it. Every place started becoming just like the last, boring and old. I'm not sure how many times I have moved, probably around three times in the last year. Don't get me wrong i'm no billionaire like Mr. Stark; I don't exactly stay in four star hotels.

Coulson gave me a few minutes to get my things together; of course I only had to grab my two duffel bags filled with clothes.

"So where exactly are you taking me to?" I asked him after walking outside my apartment building and getting inside the tinted windowed car that had been waiting outside for us.

"You'll see."

Its short I know...but they will get longer as the story progresses. I hope you liked the first chapter! Let us know what you think! Thanks so much for reading~ A&L