It was late October before Toni finished her project fully. She was in her workshop, wearing parts of her armour; the boot and the stabilising gauntlets along with the bare skeleton, all hooked up to her arc reactor.

U the robot was still her cameraman and was still filming her on the video camera.

"Day... I don't even know anymore." Toni shook her head. "Test thirty-seven. Configuration... two-point-oh. For lack of a better option, DUM-E is still on fire safety." She looked over at the little robot holding a fire extinguisher. "And I swear to god if you douse me with that thing again and I'm not burning to death, then I'm donating you to the local community college."

DUM-E moved its arm up and down to indicate that it understood.

"Good." Toni turned back to the camera. "Alright. Starting off with only one percent thrust capacity. Ready? Three. Two. One."

Toni lifted a two or three feet off the ground and landed back down with a small thud.

"Great. Like a jump, but a little-"

DUM-E pointed the fire extinguisher at Toni.

"Don't point that thing in my face!" Toni said loudly. "I feel as if I'm gonna spontaneously combust or something-just... if I do catch fire spontaneously, then spray me but right now I am not on fire."

DUM-E backed down and lowered the fire extinguisher.

"Thank you." Toni looked up at the camera. "One percent thrust, successful. Now to two percent thrust. Three. Two. One."

Toni hovered higher, closer to six or seven feet high. And over her very expensive sports cars. "Oh shit. Shit, I don't want to be here. I'm going to smash one of my cars. Yikes!" She used the thrust stabilisers on her hands to move herself away from her cars. "Holy-" She manoeuvred herself back in front of the camera and landed with a louder thud and her arms outstretched to retain her balance.

"Great. Could have gone so much worse we-"

DUM-E sprayed Toni with the fire extinguisher.

Toni closed her eyes and gave a sigh of resignation. "At least I can fly!" She said loudly, over the spray of the fire extinguisher.

A day later, Toni decided to test the entire armour and had her robots fit it on her in her workshop. The faceplate lowered and she looked around her workshop with the helmet on. "JARVIS, are you there?" She asked.

"Always Ma'am." The AI responded.

"Good, Good." Toni said. "Engage 'Heads Up Display'."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Import all preferences from home interface." Toni said.

"Doing that now, Ma'am."

Toni's view changed and she stopped looking through her helmet as normal and started looking through her interface, which was showing her data.

"Good job, JARVIS." Toni said. "How're you doing? Finished uploading yet?"

"I have finished uploading, Ma'am. I'm online and ready." JARVIS said.

"Excellent!" Toni exclaimed. "Let's start the virtual walk-around."

"Importing preferences and calibrating virtual environment."

"Check control surfaces." Toni said.

"As you wish." JARVIS said as the various parts of the armour whirred, moved and flapped. "Test complete. Preparing to power down and begin diagnostics."

"Great. Great." Toni said. "Any idea what the weather's gonna be like this evening?"

"This evening? But Ma'am, there are terabytes of calculations and coding still to be done before you embark on an actual flight in this-"

"JARVIS, come on." Toni half begged. "I don't pay you to be my babysitter."

"All due respect, Ma'am, you don't pay me at all. I'm simply an AI that you programmed."

"You know what, that's true."

"And if you embark on a flight before testing is complete, I believe that there is a high chance that you would perish."

"I... guess you're right." Toni sighed. "Save testing for tomorrow. And get me out of this thing."

"Absolutely, Ma'am." JARVIS said.

Phil sat on the bed in her motel room watching the news. She was curled up in just a S.H.I.E.L.D t-shirt and shorts-she was also barefoot. She flicked through the channels and found that all anyone could talk about on the news channels was still Stark Industries giving up making weapons, despite that news being months old.

She knew there was something going on there, but since it wasn't her department, she gave up and put the TV off, going over to the bathroom to wash her face.

As she towelled down, her phone buzzed loudly on the bedside table. Phil looked at herself in the mirror and sighed before walking back into the bedroom to look at her phone.

Going ok? ;)

Phil resisted the urge not to roll her eyes as she typed out her reply.

I'm on duty

Almost as soon as she put her charging phone back down, her phone buzzed in her hand.

I'm not :p

Phil eyed up her phone again and pulled the charging cable out. She called the number who texted her.

"Barton, I'm on duty. Why are you calling me?" Phil asked.

"Oh you know." Said the voice on the other end. "Luck and all that."

Phil grunted.

"Oh come on, Coulson, that used to make you smile."

"How do you know I'm not smiling?" Phil asked, almost accusingly.

"I've known you for almost fifteen years, since I was seventeen. We're colleagues, friends and A-"

"I get it, Barton. I get it."

"See, I thought you might want some cheering up since your job's gone a bit... wrong."

"Well, it beats last year when I was watching Stephanie Strange battle some fiery demon thing from another dimension and the battle caused part of the Triskelion to be closed off due to fire damage." Phil said. "I'd say that was gone wrong."

"Yeah well, you were sent to debrief Toni Stark. Now it's all over the news that she's got PTSD from being kidnapped and something about her stopping making weapons but they were still found in Iraq-I mean, why?"

"Do you have any stake in Stark Industries?" Phil asked.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then it shouldn't matter, Chloe." Phil said. "Look, I'm a good agent. I can handle this. It's not over-"

"Do you even know why she's doing this?"

"I keep going to Stark Industries." Phil said. "Like every day. But she's never there. So I can't debrief her. If that answers your question."

"I mean, it does. But you're a government agent. Why don't you just go where she lives?"

"She's not under arrest, Barton. I can't do that." Phil sighed and brought her knees to her chest. "There's a benefit tomorrow night at the Disney Concert Hall."

"Good thinking. Maybe she'll be there."

"She damn well should be. It's in her name." Phil said impatiently.

"Well... I'd better go. Nikita and I are on a mission."

"So you keep telling me. Good night, Chloe."

"You mean 'good morning'. I'm in the Ukraine."

Phil tapped the screen of her iPhone and put it down. She looked at the time. It was close to Midnight.

A/N: Toni decides not to test the armour, while Phil Coulson talks on the phone with everyone's favourite archer Hawkeye, who here is Chloe Barton. Natasha is Nikita Romanoff, Widowmaker. And Stephanie Strange is Doctor Strange and her fire demon is Dormammu. Yeah, it's starting to deviate from the MCU now as Doctor Strange is already around here. It's only going to deviate further from here.

Basically, this scene sets up some of what I have in mind for the future. It's not all going to be exactly the same. Where's the fun in things being the same?