"Here, let me help you"
Authors note: I wish I owned Marvel and all of their affiliated wonderfulness because then I could finally fix my poor car... but alas, it is not so.
I've had an idea pounding away in my head for a little while so I'm going to give it a go. This is my first fan iction so constructive criticism is more than welcome but please don't be too brutal.
Chapter 1
"What was with the dude with the eye patch though? He was scary looking." "And why all the people in uniforms, did they really need that many people to catch one guy?" "I felt bad for him, he looked really upset."
Felicity leaned over to put her shirt into her bag and listened as the group of young teenagers gossiped amongst themselves. Her last class had left her exhausted and she was looking forward to a soak in her tub with a glass of wine and a book.
"What did he call him? Cap? We should Google him, maybe he's somebody important!" "Yeah I'm sure there is a video up, maybe we are on youtube!" "What was that about sleeping 70 years though, that was weird..."
Felicity's ears perked up, what on earth had the girls seen? She stood up and walked over.
"Hi girls, what are you guys talking about?"
"Oh hi Miss Felicity. We were walking in Time's Square earlier when this guy comes running up right in the middle of traffic and then just stopped staring at all the billboards looking confused. Then all these black cars came up and surrounded him and people in black uniforms started pushing us back. There was a guy wearing a trench coat and eye patch talking to him. Looked like he was in charge. He called him Cap and said something about sleeping 70 years. After that we couldn't hear anything else. They packed up pretty quick and drove away. Took the guy with them. It was sooo weird."
Felicity's was intrigued, sounded like S.H.I.E.L.D. had been up to something today and Director Fury had been personally involved.
"Did any of you get a picture?"
"I did! Here, it's not the greatest though, one of the uniform guys got in the way."
Felicity stared at the photo. Yep, that was definitely Director Fury. But she almost dropped the phone when she saw the other person in the photo. It CAN'T be. They looked for years. He would be in his 90's by now! But Fury HAD called him Cap. And that was a pretty distinctive face. She sighed and handed the phone back. Looks like the tub was going to have to wait, she needed to go have a talk with a certain Nick Fury.
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Her heels clicked on the floor as she made her way up to the desk. She waited impatiently as the redhead behind the desk dealt with call after call. Finally she turned towards Felicity.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"I'd like to speak with Director Fury as soon as possible please. Please tell him Felicity Davis is here."
"The Director is very busy but if you would like to make an appointment..."
"No thank you, he knows who I am. And please let him know that if he doesn't meet with me soon I'll be calling Peggy next."
After a huff of annoyance the secretary picked up the phone and dialed. "Yes ma'am, she says the director knows her. Her name is Felicity Davis. And she says if he doesn't pick up soon she's going to call Peggy? Oh, ok. Yes ma'am."
To Felicity she said "Take the elevator over there to floor 37. Agent McKenzie will be waiting for you."
As the doors opened on floor 37 she saw an older man waiting with a curious look on his face. Whatever he had been expecting it obviously wasn't a young woman with a messy bun carrying a beat up gym bag over her shoulder. At least her coat and heels were respectable looking. Apparently she passed muster because he inclined his head and said "This way please." She followed him down the hall and towards what she remembered as the executive elevator.
As the doors opened again she saw a familiar face. "Hello Agent Hill, I hear you've had some excitement around here today."
End chapter
It's short but have no fear, I have more coming soon. Who is Felicity and how does she know Steve and Nick? That's for me to know and you to find out! Bwahaha... :D
I don't have a beta so all mistakes are mine. If at some point you feel the desire to apply for the position I will gladly accept your proposal and send you trays upon trays of imaginary cookies in gratitude!
