Okay, here we go! I'm excited because something big happens in here that will change not just Jay but, the whole team, eventually! Whoo!

Note: This part is very short.

Disclaimer: I only own Jay!

Two years later...

He held me at gunpoint which frightened me slightly. [Which I wouldn't admit to anyone...]

"Wear it." He demanded.

I couldn't understand why he wanted me to wear the ring. If this was a proposal, it wouldn't end well. I was afraid to ask because he could pull the trigger and end my life. After all, the gem's energy wasn't available now.

His piercing eyes made him seem even more intimidating. I couldn't see him because he was hidden in the shadows but I could see the outline of the gun and his finger brushing it, like he wanted to kill me but couldn't.

I gathered up courage and asked which probably wasn't very smart.

"Why?"

In response, his finger hovered over the trigger. No audible response. He definitely wanted to kill me so, why didn't he? Why should I put on a ring because a nameless someone who had a gun pointed at my head which meant threatening me? I was agent Lady Blackhawk after all. Why? Why?

I was determined to get an answer from this nameless someone.

"Why me?"

"You are the only choice." He said gruffly.

"For what?"

"D-"

He stopped himself like he was holding back a major secret. It probably was.

I noticed that he kept removing his finger from the trigger and then putting it back. He was growing restless. Not very good for me.

"You are growing restless."

Nothing. This guy was good.

"I can tell that you want to kill me because I'm annoying. I' am annoying so, deal with it. Your boss or whoever you work for wants me alive so you are resisting the urge to kill me which would be easy for you."

I was ranting and he didn't even flinch. Interesting.

"So, you're either going to kill me quickly if I don't put on the ring or slowly."

The options weren't great. I looked at the ring but didn't want to put it on. I would probably die if I didn't put it on. But, I was an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. why should I be forced into this? I probably couldn't escape from him and I really didn't want to attempt to in case I died.

I couldn't die. I didn't want to die. Dying was the easy way out. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents never took the easy way out. Dying would be selfish. How could I leave all my friends behind? Well, I only had three. I couldn't leave them behind. Not dying would be better. With an annoyed sigh, I slid the ring on.

"Happy?"

I looked up but, he was gone. But, who was he? Who was I "engaged" to? Why me? Would he kill me if I took it off or revealed what happened to someone? I couldn't take that chance. So many questions.

My phone buzzed suddenly and it made me jump. It was from Nat and it read: New mission. At the curb. I walked out with my clothes changer on my wrist and went outside to a waiting Nat. At least the mission would take my mind off my supposed "engagement."

After the events of New York, Nat and I were paired for more missions together. Sometimes Barton would join us. It was nice to be together with my friend. After all, I only had three.

Nat was there in a new car. An orange 2015 Corvette Stingray* to be precise. She rolled down the window.

"Nice." I said.

"We have to go pick up the fossil."

"Ah. Is that his new nickname now?"

She smirked. I slid in beside her and we sped off.

As Nat was driving along, I noticed that she kept glancing down.

"What is it?" I demanded.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"You keep glancing down. It's kind of annoying."

"I was admiring your ring. Steve finally worked up the nerve?"

I almost laughed.

"No."

"Who's the guy?"

"You don't pry into my love life, or my life."

"You're getting married. I have a right to know."

"You don't have a right. You just want to know."

"Okay then. What's his name then?"

I didn't know his name. I just made up one.

"James." I lied.

"Is he nice?"

Not really. He just put a gun to my head and now I'm engaged to the dude.

"Yeah." I lied.

"I'm happy for you. Steve will pry more than I will."

Our relationship wasn't anything special. Nat kept trying to get us together but, it never worked. There was an attraction, even I couldn't deny it but he would become a liability and I couldn't have that. Nat even told me that she even caught him staring on one or more occasions. We were just good friends.

"I'm sure that he will." I said sarcastically.

We pulled up to the curb and Nat rolled down the window.

"Hey fellas. Can you direct me to the Smithsonian? I'm picking up an old fossil."

I smiled.

"Ha ha. Very funny."

"In the back fossil." I demanded.

He smiled slightly. Rogers turned back to Sam.

"I can't run everywhere."

"Sure you can't." Sam said.

I knew Sam from his therapy group. After the events of New York, I was a mess. I needed to do something about it. I looked up therapy groups and went to them but they didn't feel right. Once I went to Sam, it felt right. He helped me and that was a debt that I could never repay.

I waved to Sam and he waved back. Rogers got in the back and Nat sped off towards the helicarrier.

*1- The Corvette was made specifically for the Winter Soldier and yes, I did research. [Still not weird...]

I'm starting school tomorrow so expect slower updates. But, I will try to do a chapter on each Friday. Hopefully.

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