Co-written with Random007.


Rosie strolled through the halls of the Helicarrier towards the gyms. After a morning of paper work she desperately needed to, well punch something. As always the Agents parted as she walked past out of pure fear. After Black Widow died and Hawkeye "retired" she became the most feared Agent in S.H.I.E.L.D. Well, at the current time anyway. Humming away to herself she entered the gym in a happy mood knowing that a punching bag awaited her. The gym was nearly empty apart from a couple of Agents which when they saw her come in they smiled at her before asking if she wanted to come train with them. She may be the most feared but that was only if you got in the way of her rage or got on her bad side which it's easy to do. Rosie declined with a 'maybe next time' before going over to a punching bag. Grunting slightly as she picked it up she hung it up only to hear a groan behind her. Spinning round Rosie let out a groan of her own as in front of her was Sharon Carter. Sharon Carter, now there was an Agent who'd got on her bad side big time. Let's just say she'd gone out with Steve Rogers before he broke it off after… a major fall out. Sharon never took it well and when she found out that he was dating, engaged and married to someone else, oh she blew her top and wouldn't stop pressuring Rosie for his location.

"Get lost Carter. No means no!" she shouted over her shoulder. The older woman stormed over to Rosie who was starting to wrap up her hands. Sharon forced her to turn round so she could see her face. Sharon glared at her trying to scare Rosie into giving her the location of Steve.

"Tell me where he is!" she spat.

"Sharon give it up. I don't know where he is! You've been asking me for years. You and I both know I am not going to break even if I did know!" she growled. As usual Sharon didn't take no for an answer. She never does and she never will. Rosie tried to move away not in the mood for a fight.

"TELL ME WHERE HE IS! THAT SULT DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE WITH HIM! HE SHOULD BE WITH ME! HE LOVES ME!" Sharon screamed. Rosie span round her blood starting to boil.

"He loved you a long time ago! He loves someone else now! You were a waste of space and you still are! So get this into your fuckin head HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU AND HE NEVER WILL!" Rosie screamed at the top of her lungs. The Agents in the room cringed as more started to come in to watch the brewing fight. The pair stared at each other for minutes. If looks could kill they'd be dead ten times over before Rosie turned and went to storm out.

"You're no better than the fucking slut who trained you," Sharon hissed loud enough for the whole gym to hear. Everyone apart from Rosie and Sharon gasped. Rosie froze mid-step before clenching her fists and slowly turning round.

"What did you say?" Rosie dared her to repeat it. Oh now she was in the mood for a fight.

"You are no better than Black Widow. The bitch was only good for getting bastards like Clint Barton into her bed. She was a slut and everyone knows it!" Sharon cried smirking at the visible rage brewing in Rosie. That was all that was needed to push Rosie over the edge.

"RIGHT! THAT'S IT!" Rosie cried as she lunged forward. Easily she knocked Sharon off her feet and pinned her beneath her. Rosie managed to get three punches in before Sharon pushed her off. Rosie flew backwards and landed on her shoulders. Just as she was landing she put her hands on either side of her head and pushed up. She went to run at her when someone shouted at her from the door.

"STARK!" Hill-Coulson bellowed storming into the room causing Agents to dive out of her way, "FURY'S OFFICE NOW! Carter I'll deal with you later!" Rosie hissed, maybe her code name was getting to her head (Death Adder), before turning and walking after Hill. They were just about to leave when Rosie told her she forgot something. Knowing what she was going to do Hill-Coulson hissed for her not fight with Carter before walking away out of the gym. Rosie turned around and pushed back though the crowd of Agents.

"Hey Carter! FUCK YOU!" she cried holding up her middle figure before walking backwards out the gym. Rosie smirked as she heard the cheers from her fellow Agents until Fury's office when her smile disappeared. Quickly she knocked before opening the door. Fury looked at her before shaking his head and motioning for her to sit down. Rosie walked over to his desk before sitting down in the chair. Fury stared at her for a while before Rosie held up her hands in surrender.

"In my defence she started it," she grumbled.

"Like she did the other 3579 times?" he asked. Rosie looked up at him eyebrows raised.

"I had it at 3575," Rosie folded her arms smirking. Fury pinched his forehead. She was 22 yet she still acts like she is 14 oh the joys of having a Stark working at S.H.I.E.L.D. at least he didn't have to deal with two of them anymore.

"Rosie, this is getting ridiculous," Fury shook his head. Rosie sighed letting her shoulders sag and let her walls come crumbling down with them. She didn't mean to be like this, she was a good person who didn't get into fights, much. To be honest getting into fights was part of her job description.

"I couldn't help it. She provoked me Nicky! She badmouthed Natasha… I- I couldn't help it," she shook her head slowly. Fury sighed. He understood completely the poor girl was still struggling to cope with the loss of Natasha and the Avengers. Natasha had been a massive part of her life for years and the Avengers even bigger. The Avengers was pretty much her life and now it's gone she sometimes struggles to have a, relatively, normal life. It may have happened when she was 16 but she still couldn't deal with it sometimes. The first year after Natasha's apparent death was torture. Rosie had gone rogue for nearly a year after the Avengers split trying to find anything even her body only coming back when Clint, Hill and Coulson tracked her down and urged her to come back. As well as all that he had Alisa crying her eyes out every time he saw her for a year. Alisa refused to except her Mum was dead and still to this day searched for her Mum every time she could.

"I know it's hard with Agents like Carter constantly pressurising you Rosie but you need to stop! You need to get control of your emotions better!" he shook his head. Then it hit him. He had the best idea in the world that was bound to fix his problem, well for the moment anyway and that's only of it worked.

"You need a break Stark. Before you start, no I'm not forcing you to take leave I learnt from last time you're going on a mission," he muttered typing furiously on the computer. Rosie waited patiently for him to give her the mission. Quickly he printed the details off before collecting the papers from the printer behind him and placing them in a brown folder. He handed them over to Rosie which she quickly skimmed over.

"You're sending me to Italy. You know I don't speak Italian! Felling cruel today Cyclops?" Rosie teased.

"Take a crash course on the plane, you'll be fine. Go pack and I'll have Hill get you when a jet's ready," he told her, "Now get the hell out of here." Rosie nodded before walking out the office. Fury waited until the door was closed until he turned on his com.
"Coulson?" he growled.

"Yes Sir?" Coulson asked.

"Get Agent Romanoff down here now. I have a mission for her."

Rosie walked out his office sighing maybe Fury was right. Maybe she did need a break. Actually when was the last time she had a break? It must have been years ago, at least! That's it after this mission was over she was taking a holiday! It was time she went to visit her parents anyway, after all Pepper had been on her back for months! Eger to get this mission over and done with she looked down at the mission file in her hands not watching where she was going. So engrossed in the file she walked straight into another female Agent. The files fell out of the folder spreading all over the floor. Swearing under her breath she knelt down to pick up the files. The female Agent also knelt down and started to help her pick up the pages not looking at the content.

"Sorry," Rosie muttered, "Didn't see you there." The Agent laughed softly before handing the files Rosie hadn't picked up.

"It's ok. Big mission?" she asked sweetly. Rosie scoffed as she put it all back into the folder.

"No I just want to get this over with and take some leave!" Rosie smirked.

"I know how you feel. Well I'll see you around," the Agent smiled cheerfully. It was then Rosie looked up only to get a brief look at who she'd bumped into forcing her to do a double take. That looked like a female version of Clint! Ok now she defiantly knew she needed a break, she was seeing things. Shaking her head she held the folder tighter and started to walk again.