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When I get to the bridge of the hellicarrier my anger has diminished somewhat. I find Fury sitting at the table and my anger ratchets higher, going from simmering to full blown rage at the situation I now find myself in. In a moment of fuelled by blind rage I slam my fist down on the table whilst growling, "What the hell is going on?" My eyes are locked on Fury until I hear the sound of something cracking. Pulling back my fist I find that I have left a sizeable indent in the table along with spider webbing cracks. All that rage and anger that I felt moments ago diminishes and burns out at the site of just how destructive I now am. I sink wearily into one of the chairs at the table, running a hand through my short locks before once again looking up at Directory Fury.

"I'm sorry about the table but could you please just tell me what the hell is going on?"

Fury laces his hands in front of him looking pointedly at the table before looking at me. "As I said earlier, we have noticed you have gained higher levels of strength, speed and senses. I shall assume you did not believe me but when you saw the truth for yourself you lashed out."

I stand shakily from my chair wanting nothing more than to fade away but I know I at least owe him an answer. "Of course I lashed out, I was pulled from my life, brought to the S.H.I.E.L.D hellicarrier, told I have some kind of powers and then left to my own devices. Really what did you think was going to happen?"

This time I look at Fury my eyebrows raised, waiting for an explanation.

"Fabray you knew this day would come."

"Bullshit, I thought I would be called to active duty as an agent when I was at least twenty, not before I had even graduated high school."

"There was never an agreed time of when you would be called. You were to be called when you were needed and now you are. You've trained for this since you were young, Agent Romanov and Agent Barton have made sure of that."

At the mention of the two agents my head snaps up. " Do they know about my new abilities?"

Fury looks at me pointedly, "No, that is on a need to know basis at this point."

A small smile flitters across my face, "Well you should tell them because I almost cost you Agent Barton, and they need to know what they are dealing with."

Before Fury can say another word I have stood from the table and walked calmly from the bridge, making my way to my room. I get a tad lost along the way but with some direction from Agent Hill I find it quite simply. Upon entering my room I see that my laptop is sitting at the desk. Forgetting everything else I quickly open it and log on. I scroll quickly through my email and find I have two new messages, one of which is from Rachel and the other is from Santana.

I open the one from Santana first, and it reads as follows.

Hey Q,

I don't know where you went off to in such a hurry but I'm worried about you. You have never been one to just ditch without some kind of an answer. And Rachel it totes mad at you. Did you and the hobbit have something going on that I didn't know about? Whatever, just let me know that you are still alive once in a while bitch.

Chow,

S

Shit, now Santana knows or at least has an inkling about my relationship with Rachel, I just hope she leaves Rachel alone. I open the other email next.

Quinn,

I'm worried about you, Santana came and told me you were leaving for some unknown destination for an undisclosed amount of time. This is not okay! We are dating, or at least I think we were. You're supposed to talk to me about these things, not leave me completely in the dark. What does this mean Quinn? What does this mean for us?

Rachel

I can't help it that my heart feels like it has plummeted to the bottom of my chest cavity. I don't know whether to scream or cry but my body decides for me as sobs wrack my body. I end up staggering to my bed and curling up in a ball, feeling so lost in my life I don't even know where to start.

I must have fallen asleep because I am awoken by a loud pounding on my door. I am out of my bed and on alert but when I realize what has woken me I open the door. I find Clint standing there a cocky grin on his face, but that falters when he sees my appearance.

He looks at me his ice blue eye's radiating concern. "Are you okay?"

My answer is simple yet at the same time not quite. "No."

He looks at me, really looks at me, I feel his gaze searching, imploring for answers.

"Care to talk about it?"

I sigh but I know that talking about everything will be cathartic for me. "Alright, just let me clean up and then we can talk."

Clint smiles at me, reassuringly, as if trying to tell me everything is going to be alright.

I change quickly into a tank top, cargo pants, and combat boots. I run a brush through my unruly mane of hair and splash some water on my face before leaving my room and heading to the gym where Clint told me to meet him.

When I open the doors to the gym Clint isn't anywhere in sight but I know better than that, he doesn't have the codename Hawkeye for nothing. I spot him in the rafters and quickly make my way there. When I reach his perch he smiles at me as if proud. There is a beat before he looks at me again, this time his eyes are radiating seriousness.

"Now tell me, what's going on?"

"Well for starters I'm an agent in a secret branch of the government, I have powers that I have no idea how I came by and in leaving for assignment I think I have lost the only person I have ever loved."

When I look back up at him I can feel the tears pooling in my eyes. "So you see there is a hell of a lot going on and I haven't the faintest clue how to deal with it all."

Clint looks at me his eyebrows raised, "Well I can help you with everything except for the whole relationship part, it would be weird for me to give you advice about how to date a guy."

I can't help but laugh at how he assumes I would be dating a guy. "Clint, no worries, I'm not dating a guy but I won't ask you for any help on that front, if I need someone to talk to I'll go to Natasha."

Clint smiles at me gratefully, but then cocks his head to the side thoughtfully as if he only now just got what I said.

"Wait so no guy?"

"Nope. And I am leaving it at that before you decide to play twenty questions."

"Alright, alright. Now about the agent bit, that part is going to be an adjustment as you can't tell anyone where you are or what you do. It's going to create issues with friends and family, which is why orphans make the best recruits. But as you have friends and a family it is all the more imperative that you keep your distance, because our foes won't just single you out, they will single out anyone you've ever cared about.

As for the powers you have I don't know what to tell you except that Natasha and I will be there for you every step of the way. We as agents are a team, and even though sometimes we work solo we always have someone who has our back." After that the conversation drifts here and there never really staying on any subject too long.

Awhile later the doors to the gym slam open and a flash of red hair catches both mine and Clint's attention.

"Clint, Quinn, come down right now."

I arch my eyebrow at the assassin to my left and then begin my descent. I reach the gym floor and Natasha looks from me to Clint who is now by my side. "So what have you two been up to?"

"We've been talking."

I look at Clint surprised he answered, and Natasha looks at me for conformation. "Easy 'Tasha, we talked about everything except my relationship drama."

Her green eyes hold mine, unblinking, until she nods. "Okay but you do know you will be repeating it all to me."

"I know 'Tasha, I know, and I promise I will tell you everything."

Natasha nods, "Alright now that that is settled, dinner is ready." Clint, at the word dinner is out of the gym faster than I thought possible. I go to follow him but Natasha stops me, her hand light on my arm.

"Quinn, remember I'm here for you."

I nod knowing that if I don't get my emotions in check I will lose it completely. I guess Natasha senses this as she begins to walk to the mess hall, leaving me to collect myself before catching back up to her.

We all eat dinner in silence, my mind on the impending conversation with the agency's most icy agents. Known as the Black Widow, Natasha is a formidable opponent and not one to be trifled with. I know this all too well, it was one of the lessons I first learned in training at age thirteen. But somehow this ice cold person had warmed to me, and weather that was a good thing or not I had yet to decide.

Dinner finishes and Clint heads off leaving me with Natasha. We grab some coffee before leaving the mess hall and we head to my room, because I really don't want everyone to know the details of my personal life.

I take a seat on my bed and she perches on my desk chair, watching me intently with those eyes.

"So I got an email from the girl I'm dating, or was dating I'm really not sure at this point. She's really upset that I didn't tell her where I was going and that I just up and left. I kills me to hear her say that, because I love Rachel I really really do, and gods it's taken me so long to be comfortable with who I am. So then for all of this to happen, and the fact I might lose her, wounds me deeply."

I look up at Natasha not sure of what else to say. " I now understand why you were so reluctant to leave But let me tell you something. The life of an agent is not conducive to romance. Relationships with other agents don't really work out, too much stress. And relationships with civilians…" She shrugged. "They don't generally understand, or try to. So, it's easier not to. I'm not telling you how to do this, I just hate to see you hurt."

I nod at her understanding she has so much more knowledge on the subject than I. "Well I can try to make a long distance relationship work, because if I lose her I don't know what will become of me."

Natasha moves and sits next to me on my bed offering comfort. " I know, and if it doesn't work out you will have at least tried, and at that time Clint and I will be there to help pick up the pieces."

I look up into her bright green eyes and see only truth there. Without thinking I hug the stoic agent and surprisingly she hugs me back. We talk awhile after that and I explained what I told Clint and she just echoed his words which I was more than happy to hear. Soon though it becomes late and my eyes begin to drift close, so Natasha retires to her own room and I drift off to sleep.

The month aboard the hellicarrier passed quickly between lessons with Natasha and Clint, as well as some tactical lessons with agent Hill and Coulson. I had occasionally heard from Santana but I had not heard back from Rachel even though I had messaged her back saying that I still was and am committed to our relationship. I didn't want to lose her and was willing to try most anything to keep her.

My last day aboard the hellicarrier and Fury called me to the bridge to talk with me. I arrived and he was sitting at the table, waiting patiently for me.

"Fabray, I'm glad to see you made it here on time."

I smile at the normally stern agent, "Of course Director, I wouldn't want to be late for my first assignment."

"I am glad to hear you approach this with such gusto. As for your assignment you will be stationed in New Mexico. You will be working with Agent Coulson and Hawkeye, who are already there. We have found an artifact of great importance and I would like you there to make sure it is protected. We have already had someone try to claim the artifact who claims his name is Thor. Our team has let him go, under the watch of Dr. Selvig. I want you to keep an eye on this Thor and report back to Hawkeye. That is all."

I nod, taking all of the information in as I walk back to my room. When I get to my room I begin packing up my S.H.E.I.L.D standard issue duffle bag but stop when I hear my phone ring.

I answer it, "Fabray?"

"Holy hell Q, now you choose to answer your phone."

"Santana?"

"Yes, it's Auntie S, and I have bad news for you. I wish you hadn't left and all but I feel the need to tell you this, Rachel is dating Finn again."

The words hit me like a blow to the solar plexus. I can hear Santana talking to me but I've blocked the rest of it out. The phone falls from my hand and I slowly sink down onto my bed. Its awhile later when a knock to my door rouses me from my thoughts.

"Come in."

The door to my room opens and Natasha walks in but seeing my glassy eyed stare she crosses quickly to me and kneels by my feet. "What's wrong? What happened?"

I look up at her, her green eyes boring into my own. "Rachel, the girl I was dating, is now dating her ex Finn. She didn't even tell me, didn't even break up with me."

Natasha grabs my hands and holds them in her own. "You did everything you could to show her you loved her and still wanted to be in a relationship. I know this may hurt now but there is someone else out there for you."

I shake my head, "No, I don't want someone else, I want her."

Natasha hugs me to her, "I know you do, but as of now she has made the stupid decision to date someone else."

That statement draws a small smile to my face. "Thanks 'Tasha, you always know the right thing to say to make me happy."

She smiles at that then picks up my phone, seeing that it's on the floor. Handing it to me, she says, "If you need to contact anyone I would do so before your mission, because once you leave you won't be able to contact anyone, not even me."

I nod, "Thanks for the heads up hun, I wouldn't want to make a mistake like that my first mission out."

Natasha looks at me pointedly with one eyebrow raised, and I try to think over what I said when I realized I threw hun in my sentence which makes me blush.

Trying to think of a way to not have to explain anything I hold up my phone, "Well I should probably make some phone calls before I have to leave."

Natasha nods giving me a curt smile and a wave, leaving me to make my calls in peace.

I open my phone to find 9 missed calls from Santana. I know I have to call her but first and foremost I decide I need to call Rachel.

The phone rings and rings, and it makes me think that she won't answer, and when I hear her answering machine I realize I won't get to talk to her.

"Rachel, it's Quinn, I was just wondering why you haven't called me, or emailed me. And why I have to find out through Santana that you are dating Finn again. I guess that because I was gone you thought I didn't want this relationship, but I did and I do, but I guess you've moved on." I sigh knowing I have to continue. "You won't be able to contact me for a while but, if you need me just leave a message."

With that I hang up, feeling as if I am lost, but I know I have to still contact Santana, so I do.

Before I can say anything Santana speaks.

"Yo Q, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm okay as I can be."

"You sure?"

"Yeah San, but I want you to know that I won't be available for contact for some time, so if you need me just leave a message on my phone."

"Alright Q, just be safe okay."

"I will."

With no more words said, I hang up the phone and pack the rest of my things for my mission as I'm leaving at mornings light.


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