One week after Melinda May was pronounced dead...
Director Fury walked into his office to find three of his best agents, each with their most pissed off looking face on. Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, and Clint Barton. They all stood waiting for him, their arms crossed and their brows furrowed.
"Well, I can't say that I'm surprised," Director Fury said as he walked in.
"Sir," Romanoff began. "In light of recent events, I feel I can no longer perform my duties to my fullest ability. So, I would like to officially tender my resignation."
"Romanoff," Fury said, an underlying tone of worry in his voice. He had a feeling he knew where this was going.
"Sir," Barton started as well and Fury sat down in his chair, sighing. "With recent events in mind, I have found that I cannot continue to serve my country to the best of my ability. So I, too, would like to tender my resignation."
"Hill, I swear to all things that are holy," Fury said grimacing. "If you tell me that you tender your resignation." But, Maria didn't give him a chance to finish his threat.
"Sir," She had lead with. "Reviewing events of late, I have made several reflections about my own actions and abilities. I don't believe that in light of these events, I can perform my duties without pause. So, I would like to officially tender my resignation effective immediately."
The three agents looked at each other, then moved to leave the office. Fury sighed and then stood up from his chair.
"Hold your asses exactly where they are," Fury ordered and the three stopped. "May died, she died and she can't ever come back. But she shouldn't have wanted the three of you to walk out of here because of her."
"Fury, you don't get it," the fiery haired Russian said in a dangerously quiet voice. "We're not leaving because she died. We're leaving because her death could have been avoided. You should have put notifications all over her profile. That way when she came in asking for a mission they would have said no. I'm not quitting because my best friend is dead, I'm quitting because I don't want to be part of the organization that could have prevented it."
With that the three of them walked out of the doors, Clint put his arms around the two female agent's shoulders as they left. Walking in just as the door closed, was Phil Coulson.
"Sir, you asked to see me," He said as he approached the Director.
"I just would like to hear how your mission is going," Director Fury told the agent.
"Considering it's completely off book I don't think you're actually supposed to call it a mission," Coulson babbled as he pulled out a tablet. "But, since you're director, you get to call it whatever you would like."
"Coulson, just give me a god damn mission report," Fury demanded.
"Sir, the drug appears to be working well," Coulson reported. "We're not seeing as many of the usual side-effects. The tissue isn't damaged at all. This is actually the best run we've had."
"That's good, have you decided when to go back to for the memory part of it all?" Fury asked. "You'll have to be extremely careful, if you want this to work."
"I'm aware, sir," Coulson told him. "I've decided that in order to be convincing we should go back to about a month ago, right before it all started."
Fury took the tablet from the agent's hands and peered onto the screen. On the screen was the video feed of what appeared to be a hospital room. In the bed lay an unconscious Melinda May.
"I know that not erasing all of it can lead to some detrimental effects," Fury said. "But, I need to be sure that I have the Calvary back. The world is too dangerous of a place for her to be gone."
"Sir, I would just like to say, I didn't give May the GH 325 drug because she's The Calvary," Coulson said. "I have it to her because she's my best friend. I can't go one without her at my side."
"I understand that, Coulson," Fury said, then glanced down at the tablet. "But we both know that if she wasn't The Calvary, she would still be laying in a steel lined box, six feet underground."
As he said that, the heart monitor by May's side increased slightly. She stirred slightly, then suddenly, her eyes shot wide open. She looked around her, and then screamed. Her scream wasn't too loud, but the way her voice shook and cracked it was the most heartbreaking scream Director Fury had ever heard.
AN: So, that's the end of this story. But there will be a sequel coming soon. I hope you enjoyed.
