Director Nick Fury walked into the gym that Captain Steve Rogers, or Captain America, had been given. This was part of the arrangement Tony Stark had set up for him, along with his new apartment with the rest of the Avengers team at Stark Towers. Rogers was busy pounding away at his punching bag when he heard the door open, pausing only to wipe the sweat from his brow and look over in Fury's direction.
"World in danger again, Director?" Cap asked as he sat down a bench and rubbed his face with a small towel.
"Not this time, Captain." Fury started, a small smirk on his face at the fact that the Captain was, in fact, wrong. "I came to inform you that we'll be assigning an agent of ours to aide you in becoming reacquainted with the world, get you up to speed." He told the young captain, handing him a file.
"Her name is Molly Phillips. You might have been familiar with a Colonel Chester Phillips back in the day?" Fury said as Steve opened up the smooth manila folder and looked at the girl's picture. At the mention of the Colonel, Steve looked up at him.
"Uh, yeah. He was in charge of my training, had a hand in picking me for the project. Steve blinked, "You're not going to tell me they're related are they?" He asked, looking down at the picture of a brightly smiling young girl with red hair and freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks. She obviously didn't take after the hard ass he remembered.
Nick Fury only smirked as he began walking out of Roger's gym, "He was her great great grandfather, or something like that." Fury stopped at the door, "We'll be bringing her in tomorrow afternoon, so I'll be seeing you tomorrow Captain." And with that Fury was gone, leaving the super soldier alone to look at the file he had been handed. If this girl was anything like Colonel Phillips, he wasn't sure how this whole thing could turn out.
Molly Phillips stepped out of the vehicle and began walking toward Stark Industries main tower, closely following Director Fury. She hadn't been with S.H.E.I.L.D. very long. She was hired when Captain America had resurfaced, but after his initial reaction to everything the company had decided it would be a better idea for them to wait until the Captain had gotten a little bit more comfortable with where he had been, let him come to terms with things a bit. Then everything with Loki happened just as they were about to send her in and she had to wait even longer to meet the ever so famous Captain America.
She had to admit, she was nervous. When she was little she would hear all sorts of things about Captain America. Her great great grandfather was Chester Phillips. He had passed away when she was five at the ripe old age of 104. The man was a hard ass, and also in very good shape for an elderly man. He was going to get as much as he could out of his life time. One of the things that she remembers about him the most are how he would always talk about is time in the war, and how he worked with America's first superhero. She loved it, he was the reason she went and became a history major in college.
Molly was brought back into reality when they entered the building, only to be greeted by Tony Stark himself. This was something that, from what she had gathered from documents on him and such, was very out of character for him. Tony Stark didn't greet guests at the door. He must have wanted to come and check out the 'fresh meat'.
"So this is the mighty Captain's very own Pep, huh?" He asked, eyeing up the girl Nick Fury had brought in. He offered her hand in greeting. He was feeling friendly today.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr Stark. I'm Molly Phillips." She said, shaking his hand with a smile. Molly's 'AR's were kind of more like 'AH's, it was part of her Boston accent, something Tony picked up on.
"Nice accent, where you from? Brooklyn, Jersey, Tennessee?" He guessed, making the redhead laugh softly.
"Boston." Which, honestly, came out more like 'Bawstin'. Her accent was prominent on several sounds, but it wasn't something she hated...all the time. She was just happy that it was something relatively subtle.
"We have more important things to handle right now, Stark. You can get yourself acquainted with the girl later." Fury stated, brushing passed Tony to get to the elevator.
Rolling his eyes, Tony patted Molly on the back, ushering her along. "See you later, kid. Don't worry too much about Mace Windu over there." He said in hushed tones, a grin on his face as Molly giggled and followed Fury to the elevator.
The elevator ride was awkwardly silent. Molly kind of hated being in the same space as Nick Fury. He was way too hostile for her tastes. She just kind of stood next to him in the elevator, watching the numbers go up as she patiently waited for the doors to open on whatever floor would take her to Steve Rogers.
The doors opened up after a few minutes, which actually felt like a few hours, and the two walked out into a gym that was set up and decorated to appear as if it were of the 1940s. Molly guessed this was an attempt to make the Captain more comfortable. Molly simply followed Nick Fury toward a tall young man punching away at a punching bag.
"Captain Rogers." Fury called, causing the man to stop what he was doing and look over at the director and his new 'teacher'. Slightly out of breath, Steve nodded toward the two of them as he began to take the tape off of his hands.
Molly was a little taken aback. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and fitted white t-shirt that hugged his muscular build in all the right ways. His blonde hair was slightly tousled, from what Molly had assumed to be from all the exercise he had been doing prior to their arrival. The man was a sight to see.
"Captain Rogers, this is Agent Molly Phillips. She'll be the one to help you get back into the world." Fury introduced her, and Molly put on her brightest smile, standing straight forward as she extending a hand toward the man before her. The top of Molly's head probably reached Steve's clavicle, and that was in the three-to-four inch heels she was wearing. She knew she was ready to meet a super soldier, but she wasn't exactly sure she was expecting him to be so... Tall? "It's a pleasure to meet you, Captain Rogers. I look forward to working with you!" She finally managed get out, trying her best not to sound too enthusiastic.
Steve put on a charming smile after wiping his face and hair off with his towel before he shook the small girl's hand. "The pleasure is all mine, Ms Phillips. Please, call me Steve." She was nothing like the Colonel. She was pretty small in height, but she had a nice figure. Her hair was a copper color, kind of like a handful of pennies, that's if saying you had a few that were fresh off the press, then the darkest of colors like it were a few years old and then every shade in between. It fell to her shoulders in soft waves, and she had bangs that swooped across her forehead to the right side of her face. The girl was quite a dame, one of the finest he'd ever met. Her cobalt blue eyes shown brightly, and she had a smile that could bring any man to his knees, not to mention dimples you could lose a coin in. Aside from her very feminine exterior, he had to admit that she had quite the firm hand shake.
"In that case, Steve, please call me Molly."
Nodding toward the pair, Fury announced that he was leaving and left the two alone. "When you two are done getting to know one another, go find Stark and he'll inform you on your living situation, Agent Phillips."
Molly nodded, "Will do, Director Fury." She blinked, "Wait, living-" before she could finish, Fury was already out the door. His blatant ignoring cause her to crinkle her face a bit before turning her attention back toward the Captain, again finding herself a little shocked. Despite being a little more nervous now, she definitely felt more relaxed with Fury gone. She didn't think she had to be so formal now, well at least not as formal as she had been.
"So, hi there?" She asked, a small vaguely nervous smile on her freckle splashed face. Her expression caused Steve to chuckle lightly, he smiled down at her.
"What's the matter? You nervous?"
Molly giggled, "Something like that..." She looked down a little, playing with the ends of her hair before finally looking back up into lapis eyes, "You're just a little... Taller, than I expected." She told him, pretty matter of fact-ly.
Her response caused Steve to laugh, causing Molly to smile sheepishly. Steve smiled at her once again, "Well, thats not exactly something I get very often. Usually it's the other way around." He told her, thinking back to all the times people had been surprised at his 'new' physique.
"Oh no! I'm not disappointed, it's not like you didn't meet my expectations, if anything you've only exceeded them!" Molly realized she was rambling, and being 'frazzled' as she called it, the first things she could think of fell out of her mouth. Thoughts that basically involved how attractive she found the Captain. Feeling her cheeks change to a bright pink, Molly just looked at Steve with a slightly exasperated expression, "I'm just going to stop talking before this hole I dug myself gets any deeper."
Steve just smiled at her, he could see things working out well between the two of them.
A/N: Hey guys, I hope you liked the first chapter! It's been a while since I actually sat down and written something for fun, so I really hope you enjoyed it! I look forward to hearing your feedback :)
If you're interested in seeing Molly's outfit you can find it here, just . and take out the spaces:
www dot polyvore dot com / meetin_cap / set?id=51421509If
If I ever go into talking about her outfit or anything I'll just leave it down here :)