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Mira watched as Dr. Ouelet worked on her.

"Batou is okay and doing well," she assured Mira, who felt relief. She had been worried he had been killed.

"What about the other guy?" she asked.

"Who?" Dr. Ouelet asked, puzzled. Mira frowned. There had been another guy, right? He had said his name was Clint. Where was he?

"Nevermind," Mira shook her head.

"Have you been having more glitches?"

"Yes. More so since my deep dive."

"Do they mean anything to you?" Dr. Ouelet asked. Mira thought hard. Did they? There was one in particular that stood out aside from the green monster. The more she thought about it, the more she realized the person she was seeing was the same as the Clint guy who was trying to convince her she was someone named Nat.

"No," Mira lied. She didn't need Dr. Ouelet prying further.

"Good."

"Kuze was waiting for me," Mira went on.

"You shared the same shell he has. That has serious consequences. Also, you were not authorized to deep dive that geisha."

"I've disappointed you," Mira pointed out.

"No, I'm worried. I can fix your body, but I can't fix your mind or protect it."

"Strange since you can see all my thoughts. Why can't you secure them?"

"You're not realizing your importance," Dr. Ouelet insisted. "One day, everyone will be like you."

"That makes me feel very alone," Mira said. Dr. Ouelet didn't say anything else, and she left Mira while the machine finished fixing her up. Mira sat there thinking about Clint. He kept saying things that he thought she would know, things she was potentially struggling to remember. Maybe it was time to have a conversation with him.

...

Clint was pacing in his hotel room. He had been dismissed when they came to take Nat away. He didn't dare follow them in case they got hostile with him or asked a lot of questions. Since Nat herself had no idea who he was, he didn't know how he would even begin to explain who he was or why he was there. The sight of her robotic body had shocked him. Then again, how did he expect her human form to survive the fall she took on Vormir? He put his hands over his mouth and exhaled through his fingers as he paced. Major Mira Killian she had said. That was her name. She was clearly still intact with her fighting skills as he had seen at the nightclub. Section 9 was obviously a similar idea to S.H.I.E.L.D., or so he thought. He rubbed his hair roughly, stopping and looking out the window. The city was lit up, almost blinding. Where was she now? He assumed they would be able to fix her up. He had heard someone mention a Dr. Ouelet, so he had a feeling this person would be taking care of Nat. Clint couldn't think of her as Mira. It just wasn't right. He sighed and sat on the edge of his bed, pressing his fingers into his forehead. He wasn't sure what to do next. She didn't want to talk to him. He felt determined suddenly. If roles were reversed, Nat would not give up on him. He hardened his resolve. He was going to find her again and make her talk to him, but first, he was going to talk to Dr. Ouelet.

...

"I can see you," Batou said to Mira as she made a face at him. "I've got eyes like yours now."

"You'll get used to them," Mira informed him. She tilted her head. "You doing okay?"

"Yea. You?"

"Never better."

"Who was that guy that kept insisting on helping?" Batou asked, remembering.

"I don't know," Mira lied. She knew Batou was protective of her. The last thing she needed was him going after this Clint person and hurting him, not until she got more answers from him first.

"Well, if he shows up again, I'll take care of it," Batou said, on cue.

"I don't think he means harm."

"How do we know that for sure? How do we know he wasn't behind tonight's bombing?"

"Because that was Kuze," Mira answered. "He was there. He gave me the same message he's been giving everyone else."

"I see."

"Rest up, okay?" Mira said, turning to leave.

"Hey, can you feed the dogs? I don't want to scare them," Batou said, gesturing at his new eyes. Mira nodded.

"I will."

She left him alone then, walking towards the exit. She'd feed the dogs and then try to find Clint. Little did she know that Clint was already in the building.

….

Dr. Ouelet was at her desk and gripping the side of her face with her hand. She knew Mira was smarter than Cutter realized. She knew it wouldn't be long before she came looking for answers, answers Dr. Ouelet was afraid to give her. A sudden presence standing before her startled her. She looked to see a man she did not recognize.

"Can I help you?" she asked, trying not to feel afraid. She let her hand creep to where she had a gun strapped under her desk. She wasn't normally a violent person, but she did have protection around.

"I have some questions," he answered.

"And you are?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm Agent Barton from S.H.I.E.L.D.," he explained.

"I...I'm not familiar with that agency," Dr. Ouelet said.

"That's okay. I'm here because we've been hearing good things about Section 9. I was hoping to get some more information about it from you. We were thinking of using your technology for our agency as well."

"Do you have identification?" she pressed. He showed her his I.D., and she peered at it. It seemed legit.

"Do you have time to talk now?" he asked.

"I really don't feel comfortable sharing details about our project with you," she answered. "I'm sorry."

"What if you called the director himself?"

"I...I suppose that could clarify you're telling the truth."

"I'm an honest person, ma'am, but I understand," Clint said. He dialed Nick Fury's number, knowing this was going to be needed and having prepped Fury before coming here.

"Damn it, Clint. It's early over here," Fury growled in his ear.

"Hey, so Dr. Ouelet needs confirmation about my visit," Clint said. "Here she is." He handed her the phone, and she stared at it briefly before taking it.

"Hello?" she said. Clint watched as she listened carefully. He looked around the room, hoping to see some apparent evidence that could help explain what had happened to Nat, but there was nothing.

"Okay. Thank you," Dr. Ouelet said, hanging up and passing back the phone to Clint.

"Feel better?" Clint asked.

"A little. I'm still curious as to why you're suddenly interested in my project."

"Well, you see, we've recently endured a serious invasion from space, and we got to thinking that perhaps if we had more advanced robots, they wouldn't just up and disappear should anyone try that again," Clint explained. Dr. Ouelet gave him a blank stare.

"What?" she asked.

"Ah, you're not familiar with The Snap, are you?"

"That was where half the Earth disappeared, right? I know that happened. I just didn't know why."

"It was done by a big ol' ugly alien, and we don't ever want it happening again."

"I see."

"So what can you tell me about Section 9?" Clint asked, sitting down.

"It's a team that takes care of cyber terrorists," Dr. Ouelet answered.

"And what about Major Mira Killian?"

"What about her?"

"She seems advanced, like an A.I.," Clint replied. Dr. Ouelet studied him for a moment. Was this the other guy Mira had asked about earlier?

"She's much more than that," Dr. Ouelet finally said. "But I can't tell you any more about her. It's classified."

"Oh, come on. How else are we supposed to get our own team if we don't know what Mira is all about?"

"I don't trust your intentions."

"I'll just ask her myself then," Clint said, getting up. He was feeling frustrated.

"She won't talk to you," Dr. Ouelet said confidently. She was certain Mira was smarter than that.

"Watch me," Clint said, leaving her office. He hurried, hoping she wasn't contacting security. His I.D. was legit. She just didn't trust him. He was hoping Nat/Mira would.

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