Julia Murphy lay on a couch in a room. The couch was worn, with a blanket thrown over it to make it much more comfortable. Or more appealing.

The floor was once polished wood, dulled from use over many years. A coffee table sat in the center of the room with two recliners opposing the couch she was on.

She still hadn't woken. Not even when the one who found her brought her here. Not when they carried her, or looked her over for any injuries. No, Julia Murphy had had one rough day. A day she would have rather it never happen.

But like most things over the past day, she had no control over it what-so-ever.

She opened her eyes, noting the decorum. It was plain and simple. She was alone, but she wasn't outside where she thought she should be. Outside near where she should have landed.

It left one option open in her mind. Someone had taken her into their home. And they hadn't called the authorities to collect her.

She was so glad for that last tid-bit. She didn't know anything about herself in this universe, if there was a Julia Murphy at all. Or if they even called themselves that, what they were, or who they were.

The only thing the Julia Murphy was sure of, was that whoever took her in probably knew her. Well, the her of this universe.

Footsteps could be heard from outside, then the door clicked open, causing Julia to pretend to be unconscious once more. When the door closed, the heavy foot-steps moved closer to where she was laying.

The figure placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently to try wake her. Her eyes snapped open, only to be faced with something she never considered before. She wasn't face to face with some lunatic, not that she knew of. Nor was she face to face with someone she'd seen but never met.

No. She was face to face with someone she had not seen for a few weeks. Only, their hair was brown and their eyes green. But, it was unmistakably her brother.

Her brother had an average build, in her universe he carried a small amount of fat. But here, he was lean. His hair was un-kept and he sported a small amount of stubble. He wore boots and heavy jeans with a simple tee shirt on.

'Wha-what?!' She stuttered, crawling back into the couch as far as it would let her. 'You look...'

'Different?' Her brother answered. 'I was wondering the same thing. Especially since you DIED!' He stood up, with his hands on his hips. Tongue between his teeth like he always had when he was annoyed at something.

'Luke, I'm not dead! I'm alive, never died. And... Uh. Um. I'm...' I'm from an alternate universe where this isn't real. She had wanted to say, but the words wouldn't leave her lips. Like they were stuck there. So, whatever brought her here didn't want her to say anything.

'You're what? Sorry? That isn't gonna cut it. I was worried. We were all worried.' He shook his head. 'We have to be careful you know that. SHIELD had been after us for years now, I thought they killed you. But here you are.' He gestured to Julia before running a hand down his face. 'We have to go, they'll be here soon.'

'SHIELD will? Why?'

'They tracked you. Duh!' He looked at her like it was the most obvious thing on earth. But, this wasn't her earth. She'd never run like he wanted her to now. And she had no clue as to why SHIELD would be after her and her brother.

'Luke, why are they after us?' She had to know why they were after them. It could be a multitude of things, but she knew it would have to be sever enough to warrant them actively seeking them out. It was like the whole hydra fiasco that would take place in a few years.

'We have to go, now!' He hurried her avoiding the question. 'We don't have time to answer your questions. We gotta go now, okay? Cars ready.'

She nodded, knowing she'd have to play along to get any answers from her brother. A brother that was also not her brother. A brother from another universe. 'Okay.' Julia replied simply, silently thanking her brother not removing her shoes.

Once she was up they moved to the garage, finding an old toyota 4wd awaiting them. Julia climbed in the passenger seat, Luke took the driver side.

He floored the car out of the already open garage and down the dirt road. Julia was relieved that they were in Australia, she had obviously asked to get sent back to where she once lived. A place she only owned in her dimension. Or was it universe? She dearly hoped it was her old universe, dimension traveling would be something else.

The car was silent. There was no radio, no talking. It was awkward. The minutes dragged on for what seemed like forever. The trees whizzed by, and still they were silent.
'So.' She broke the silence first. 'How did I die?'

'SHIELD.' He said simply, glancing at her briefly. 'You don't remember?'

She wanted to try and tell him she was from a different reality, that she wasn't the sister he knew. But she had a feeling he knew that already. 'I don't remember dying. I only remember things from before we were running. Heck, I don't even remember why we're running.' She muttered the last part, but he still heard all she said.

'They shot you. You sacrificed yourself so we could get away.'

'We?' She pondered aloud. How many people had they been traveling with.

Luke nodded once, 'Next time they found us, he didn't make it.' He scratched his chin with his right hand, keeping the other on the wheel. He was watching for her reactions as he spoke.

While she was out, he had checked for any of those strange face masks he'd seen SHIELD use. It was because of those masks they'd gotten Simon. Simon had helped them stay ahead of SHIELD for a year or two, that was before they started tracking him.

By the looks on her face, looks that kept flashing and changing. He guessed she really didn't remember. He wondered if she remembered her power, how to control it. Or if she had it still. He then realized she would have used them accidentally by now if she still had them. What have they done to you?

'Why we running then?' She still needed to know the why. If they thought she was dangerous, they'd shoot on sight. Shoot first, ask questions later. Like they were monsters.

'They think we could be dangerous.' He given her the short end of the stick, they didn't think they were dangerous. They knew they were. And he wasn't going to tell her that.
First chance he got, he'd ditch his sister and draw them away from her. Only he'd leave her with someone he trusted so they wouldn't get wind of his sister being alive.

Luke's face dropped about the same time his sisters did. They both heard the hum of the quinjet before they saw it. That gave Luke some hope, if she remembered that sound then perhaps she'd get her power and memories back. Then they'd be a force to be reckoned with.

Less than a minute passed and a Shield car stopped in their path, ten seconds after that another rammed into them from behind. They were trapped between the two vehicles.
'Run!' Luke snapped at Julia. 'Julia, you have to run. They'll kill you. I can't lose my lil' sister again.' Desperation was clear in his voice. He knew she didn't know how dangerous they were. But he could slow them down. Give her a head start like she did for him.

She got the seat belt off easy enough, but hesitated at the door, she couldn't leave her brother. Even if it was alternate universe brother. Even if she had a gag that wouldn't allow her to tell him she wasn't really his sister.

She wouldn't even be able to tell him, she finally decided. She'd given him something he hadn't had in a while. She didn't even know how long her other self had been dead for. In this universe, she was the powerless doppelganger. 'I'll see you again.'

Those words were more than a promise to this brother. It was to the brother she saw when she looked at him. One she may never see again. One that was the same in almost every way. One that had brown eyes and her colored hair. She promised she'd find a way home and out of this disaster.

She wasn't saying goodbye. She didn't like endings. They were to final. No, she was going to see her brother again. She was going to see her world. Her friends. Her family.

SHIELD was nothing where she was from. No one had super powers and no one was after her. She wanted her plain old boring life back. With no unexpected trips to Asgard, no bi-frost voyages, and defiantly no rally drives through the bush.

It was time to stop beating round the bush, she opened the door and bolted from the car. Knowing she was going to see her family again someday gave her the energy to run. And run she did, faster than she should have thought possible.

But she was being followed, her brother frowned. Concentrating on those following her, even though his powers had been weaker than his sisters, he had to try. Somehow, his power worked. He made them forget about his sister, they were headed back here for him.

He smiled, knowing his sister was safe for now. His sister had a chance.

They had both forgotten about the jet. The jet that seemed silent in the clashing of the crash. That and everything else going on around them made them oblivious to the near silent humming of the jet.

It hovered above Julia, keeping up with her like the Cap'n with Falcon. It overtook her and lowered agents to the ground. By the time she noted the jet she had practically run into its side, she turned to see a group of agents surrounding her.

None were approaching. Why aren't they approaching? Julia wondered. Her heart was hammering against its cage, begging to be released. They had plenty of time to approach, they could shoot her and kill her like they had before. So why weren't they shooting?

She was stuck in a forest, surrounded by SHIELD, and she could only think of how she was already breaking her promise. She took a step forward, immediately noticing the agents mimicking her movements backwards.

And then, she noticed someone to her left holding a completely different kind of gun to the others. The Agents were in black tactical gear. They should be boiling in that, but they aren't. Not that they'd let you close enough to notice if they were.

The singular Agent with the different gun had it pointed at her. Daring her to move. But she didn't want to move. She couldn't fight, not to save her life. She didn't have any powers, not like her brother in this universe. Not like the her that died in this universe. She was truly tired of all this business. She just wanted to be home, not on the receiving end of multiple agencies most wanted. Not as a spy on another world. And certainly not as an in-human like her marvel counterpart.

The Agent was a woman, that was all Julia could tell. The moment their eyes locked, the Agent fired. A singular bang echoed around the trees. The bullet hit her square in the shoulder. As she reached for her shoulder, she found it hadn't been a bullet.

There was no blood, just a dart that had pierced her clothes and gone through her skin. She took it out and looked at it, its tail a black feathery tip.

Her world began to spin much like it had on the Bi-Frost. But less rough sea and more and more screeching tires and mountain bends, that kind of spinning.

She hit the leaf litter, her vision clouding the blue-green skies. Skies that were wrong. But what was more wrong was the fact she was dead. To the Agents and the world, she was dead. A ghost.

But to Julia Murphy, she had never died. Not unless this was what the afterlife truly was. And if that was true, then she was in hell. A hell that just swallowed her into unconsciousness. Again.