Chapter 2 (welcome)
Hannah's P.O.V
I stood outside Avenger tower. What the hell was I doing? My hair was tied up in a pony tail, my curls uncontrollable. I'd slung on a hoody and some leggings as I'd rushed out of the door with my backpack just as the car drove away; making sure I had my scarf on to cover up my scar. After a long flight I was exhausted and grumpy. Nothing unusual there then, just amplified. I touched my neck lightly, the scar was still there even after two years.
I jumped out of my reverie as my phone began to vibrate in my back trouser pocket. "Hello?"
"I can see you." Kate's voice sounded like she was smiling. The wind telling me she was on a balcony.
"Oh good god, what am I to do?" I laughed readjusting my backpack. I had a toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, a hairbrush and a few outfits, as well as my scarves. What can I say? I just didn't have time. I would be lucky if the outfits matched.
"Get in the lift and I'll see you at the top." "But you know I'm scared of falling," I fake whimpered, stepping into the building. What was I walking in to now? And why was Kate up here anyway? New S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters?
Kate's P.O.V
I hung over the balcony watching Hannah's every move. "Oh, well," I laughed. "There's plenty of superheroes to save you if you fall."
"Oh, I'm touched," Hannah laughed hanging up.
"Will you get off of there?" I felt Steve's hands on my waist. He was constantly worrying about me.
"I won't fall," I said turning to face him with a smile. "Now come on, she's coming up."
"What's her name again?" Jane stood next to Thor a smile on her face.
"Hannah," I beamed. "I'll talk to her first, she's a little... Closed in."
"Sounds like me," Bucky was standing in the doorway hands in a pair of jeans, a leather jacket covering his left arm, wearing a black shirt underneath. So he did speak every now and again.
Jarvis's voice echoed in the room "Hannah has arrived, Miss Kate."
The lift door's opened, revealing Hannah. "Hey," she shrugged stepping out of the lift, tensing, clearly uncomfortable with the small crowd around her, her green orbs absorbing everyone.
"Hannah," I stepped forward embracing her in a hug. She tensed before returning the hug.
"Hey Kate," she sighed. I felt her back pack.
"Where's your suitcase?"
"I've got all I need in here," Hannah shrugged pulling away from me, looking at the ground. She never wore a scarf, never. What was wrong?
"Okay," I tapped her shoulder, causing her to look up at me. "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"
"You're a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, do I need to ask?" Hannah shrugged looking out at the balcony, her dog tags in plain view.
"You served?" Steve asked next to me, breaking the silence.
"Yes, since I was eighteen," Hannah stood hands her hoody pockets, her English accent strong.
"Why don't we sit down and talk?" Pepper came over and motioned to Hannah to sit down. Something was wrong, but what?
Hannah's P.O.V
Great, just great. I kept my hands in my pockets, I needed to stop the shaking. I had to stop the transformation. I sat rigid, foot tapping.
"What did you do?" The tall man, obviously Captain America, asked. I shrugged, please take that as I don't want to talk about it, please.
"Steve, she doesn't want to talk about it," Kate smiled at me, I smiled back. It probably looked like a grimace though. Why did I have to push everyone away?
"I'm Steve, I'm sorry I forgot about my manners," he blushed.
"Well, as you've heard I'm Hannah," I shrugged again. I really needed to get out of that habit.
They went around introducing themselves as I nodded and smiled. This was harder than I thought.
Stopping at a man in the doorway. He stood hunched, left hand in his pocket, short hair messy. His gaze glued to the floor.
Steve cleared his throat.
"Bucky," he looked up.
"It's nice to meet you Bucky," I looked into his eyes. Big mistake. The intense blue was dragging me in. I quickly looked away. My heart was racing. Maybes I was having a heart attack?
