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Chapter 3
The Hub

There wasn't really a routine to the work Jamie did. Though there was some regularity. There were some missions that didn't require her to go in right away, but a good deal of the things she did were in New York, so when she'd be there she would drop off her intel to the HQ branch there. And when she was closer to DC, she would bring it to the Triskelion.

The Hub wasn't a normal destination for Jamie to have to go to. In fact, she had only ever been there once before, and she didn't particularly like it. Just like how she wasn't very comfortable at the Triskelion. There were far too many secrets, and far too many people in suits. Suits were nice and all, but when everybody was working for a spy organization, it made them all look similar, replaceable.

And Jamie seemed to stand out far too much in her skin tight black high density polymerized titanium uniform. She had her gun on the belt at her hip, her arms crossed across her chest as she awkwardly waited with three suits for the elevator. She was receiving many odd looks, not just because of her outfit, but because of the massive bruise on the right side of her face.

"I'm really not comfortable with this." Jamie heard the British voice behind her whisper. "I told you I'm not good at this kind of stuff."

"You'll be fine as long as you listen to me," another female voice said. This one distinctly America.

Jamie glanced back her eyes landing on two pretty, young woman behind her. Neither of which were in suits. The two definitely were contrast in appearance. One with tanner skin, brown hair and brown eyes, while the other young woman was rather pale with lighter brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Oh my God," the American, the tan woman, muttered, her eyes meeting Jamie's for the briefest of moment.
Jamie turned back around and rolled her eyes. Oh boy, here we go. More fangirling. Please don't ask me for an autograph. Please don't ask me for an autograph.

"What? What is it?" the Brit asked anxiously.

"I-It's Solace."

"Solace? What's our solace, Skye?"

"No, I mean Solace, the Avenger, is right there!" Skye, the American, pointed out. "Seriously, Jemma, pay attention!"

"What?" Jemma squeaked. "I can't do this. I can't do this."

Jemma's an unusual name, she thought, rubbing her temple. I like it. Skye too, though I don't' think I'd name my children either of them. Jamie just sighed and shook her head. The elevator doors opened and she stepped in, making her way to the back so that the other people waiting to get one could have room to squeeze in.

Jemma and Skye both slipped in, sending glances her way. "She doesn't look too good," Jemma pointed out. "Like she got into a fight."

"Well, she is an Avenger," Skye said. "I'm sure she works on loads of classified, dangerous stuff."

I wish they'd stop talking about me as I wasn't right here.

"You think AC actually knows her?" Skye asked.

"I'm sure he does, I mean, he knows the rest of them, right?"

AC? Who's AC? I don't know anybody that goes by that, Jay thought. She was about to turn and ask them, not caring that she had been rudely eavesdropping, but the elevator door opened to her floor. "Excuse me," she said, nodding with a small smile as she squeezed between people to leave. Before the doors closed, she gave a small nod to the two young woman, which informed them that she had heard everything they had said.

"I'm looking for a Dr. Malone," Jamie said, to one of the passing scientists in a lab coat. Chances are they could at least direct her to where the person was.

"Uhhh, you want Dr. Malone?" the scientist asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, I was told to report to them," Jamie said. "Could you point me in the right direction?"

"Right," he said slowly and turned to point down the hall he came from. "She's got the office at the end of this row, on the right. Knock before you enter," he said in a warning tone.

"Okay, thanks," Jamie said, nodding politely to the man, the action making her head throb even more.

"Good luck," he muttered in a scoff before turning away.

Jamie looked at him oddly for another moment before turning away and heading down the hallway to the office he directed her to. She stood outside for a moment, hesitant to knock on the door. She shook her head, realizing that she was being ridiculous and just knocked.

"What?!" A voice called from inside along with some loud banging, barely audible over the loud rock music.

Jamie blinked, unsure of what to do. Should she just enter? Should she respond? Should she wait for Dr. Malone to answer the door? In the end, Jamie ended up going with the first, opening the door and entering without getting permission. And she was certainly shocked with what she saw.

"Freeze!" The girl whom one can assume was the doctor yelled at her. Well, she wasn't very doctor like. Under her white lab coat she was dressed in steampunk themed outfit, complete with goggles sitting atop her red messy hair, her makeup thick. Combats with tall socks, attached to shorts. A corset framed her tiny waist on top of a white puffy and old fashioned shirt. She didn't look any older than twenty-three. And right now, this crazy woman was advancing with a odd device in hand.

Jamie instantly drew her gun, pointing it at the young woman defensively. She had no idea what the device was, and she wasn't going to risk getting experimented on by another quack doc. Even if they worked for SHIELD. "Lower the weapon," Jamie ordered.

"It's a scanner, relax. Name," she ordered as she lifted the device and picked up the girl's hand before she could say anything, pricking her finger so a little drop of blood fell onto the device. The girl whirled away just as quick as she came her thick combat's clunking against the ground.

"What the hell!" Jamie said, moving away from the girl. The twenty-five year old brunette still held the gun in her hand, making sure the other woman wasn't a threat.

"I'm positive your name isn't 'what the hell.' If it is, your parents hated you," Taylor scoffed at her as she plugged the device into her computer and began typing.

"Private Roe," she stated. "I was instructed to come deliver some data to Dr. Malone from my mission," she informed her. Jamie didn't lower her weapon, instead she gestured toward the device with it. "What the hell was that for?"

Dr. Malone grunted a bit as she typed away on her computer still entering the data. "DNA scanner, I thought I told you that already." she glared at the woman. "This is my space and no one is coming in without getting tested," she said motioning around to her messy lab.

"Tested for what?" Jamie asked, slowly lowering her weapon.

"That you are who you said you are," Taylor said. "Oh and common stuff like colds. Added that stuff in because I am not missing work because some idiot came in with the sniffles." She grunted a bit and spun her chair around to look at her, crossing her legs as she sized her up, showing no fear at the sight of the gun out of it's holster.

"You're more paranoid than me," Jamie muttered, finally putting her weapon away. And maybe even more than Natasha, and nobody's more paranoid than her. "I didn't think that was possible.

"'Paranoid? Probably. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't some kind of invisible demon about to eat your face,'" Dr. Malone quoted.

"Invisible demon is a little much," Jamie said.

"You obviously have not been working here for long," Dr. Malone said getting up and picked up a remote to turn off her loud rock music, so they could converse without screaming. "Besides, your mind is never more efficient than when you are paranoid. You explore every possibility and every calculation with total clarity at any given moment at high speeds."

"No, that's just called being aware and thorough," Jamie stated. "It's part of the job." Jamie slowly made her way to the desk to stand next to the woman. "And I've been here about nine months."

"That's what they all say," Taylor mumbled her eyes turning to scan her computer as she approached, her leg bouncing. "I've been here since I was eighteen."

Jamie looked at her again, an eyebrow raised. The kid had to be brilliant if she held a doctorate and had started there at eighteen. "Good for you?" Jamie said, not really knowing what to say to that. It sounded like she was bragging, but not quite.

"Who said it was by choice? Well...a choice that wasn't forced," Dr. Malone said as she finished Jamie's scan.

Jamie snorted. "Sounds familiar," she muttered with a smirk.

"Make enough enemies and they start wanting you to work for them," she said and held out her hand. "Data, gimmie," she said wiggling her fingers.

Jamie rolled her eyes, pulling the flashdrive out of her pocket. She placed it in Malone's small hand before crossing her arms over her chest, leaning up against the desk as the woman analysed it. "Someone's demanding," Jamie pointing out.

"Yeah well I kinda have to be in a male dominated field, though I'm sure you understand that," she said waving her off as she took the flash drive and pulled the goggles over her eyes to examine it before putting it in her computer.

Okay so more than just a fashion statement. "Yes, yes I do," Jamie said.

"Alrighty, let's see what miracle I can perform for you today," she muttered quietly as she plugged the drive in and pulled up the glass tablet everyone seemed to have.

"I don't need to know what's on it," Jamie said. "I was just ordered to retrieve it, and make sure you upload it to the server."

Malone looked up at her and stared for a second before she snorted, fighting back a laugh. "Oh honey, what do you think I do here? I'm not a secretary. If they wanted just that, any agent can do it," she said and looked down at the file. "Well,...unless it's top level. Which apparently this is." She grunted a bit and began typing. "Now that is a heavy order of security. No wonder they sent you to me."

Jamie shrugged. "Don't know why I couldn't just drop it off in New York like usual though," Jamie said. "Far more of an effort to come out here. I hate it in the Hub. Too many people stare at me."

"It's not so bad," Malone said shrugging a bit as she typed away. But her boot kicked out and hit the door of a mini fridge open. "Help yourself, pass me a Dr. Pepper." she grunted a bit.

"Thanks," Jamie said, grabbing herself a bottle of water, and the Doc's soda. She closed the fridge, passing her the sugary drink. "And you're not the one they're expecting to turn into a walking glow stick," Jamie stated, opening the water, taking a sip.

"Yeah, how's that goin' for ya?" Malone said as she popped the tab on the soda for one hand. "They expect other things from me." she grumbled.

Jamie laughed. "Yeah, like what? More fishnet than fabric?" she teased.

"Well that and starting a Fire Sale," Doc said completely serious.

"I have no idea what that is," Jamie stated.

"An assault on the US government, transportation, and economy, via my computer. I shut everything down," Taylor said.

"Okay then," Jamie muttered. "Why would you want to do that?"

"I don't know," Doctor shrugged. "But I can, and that's the problem. I am one of the handful of people able to do it. And that's the problem. They figure if I work for them, I'm less likely to do something like that."

"Well then, I guess it's a good thing you're on our side," Jamie said, tipping her bottle in the Doc's direction.

"Tch sides, there's never any right side," Doc seemed to grumble to herself. "Just two opposing parties trying to see who can outgun each other."

"Maybe you're just not listening to the right people," Jamie said. "I just want to keep people safe, do some good. As do my friends."

"Don't have any of those," the doc said of handily and rolled away from her to grab another flash drive of her own.

"That's not good," Jamie said. "You need friends. They keep you grounded. Have your back. You can't go without them. Trust me, I tried."

"Paranoid remember? The only person looking out for you is you," Doc said as she finished typing on her glass pad and swigged away at the can of Dr. Pepper.

"I don't believe that," Jamie said, taking another big gulp of her water. "I've got good people looking after my back, just like I have theirs."

"You aren't me," Doc pointed out. "I'm sure you've picked up on how people see me."

"And I bet you've picked up on how people see me," she retaliated. "If you need someone like that, I'm more than willing to offer it if you'd like," Jamie stated, starring the the little purple haired troll toy on top of one of the monitors on the desk. She was very tempted to mess the hair up even more with her finger.

"You don't even know anything about me," Doc said noticing her gaze and picking up the troll toy twisting it around in her fingers.

"No, but my gut's telling me that you're nobody to worry about, so I'm going with that," Jamie said.

"Not even going to take me out to dinner first, Private Solace?" Doc scoffed a bit as she leaned back in her chair.

"Jamie," she insisted, offering her hand to shake. The doctor eyed it wearily with brown eyes before she reached out and shook her hand.

"Taylor," she introduced. "Dr. Taylor Malone, Miracle Performer."

"Private Jameson Roe," Jamie informed her. "Uh, Soldier SHIELD Avenger?"

"More like walking-talking lightbulb," Taylor scoffed tossing the troll doll up and catching it.

"I'm not a lightbulb," Jamie said. "And I don't glow," she insisted.

"You kinda do," Taylor said motioning to her computer.

"I do not!"

"Your cells do," Taylor said and turned her monitor for the girl to see. "Look," she said nodding her head.

Jamie rolled her eyes, they only glanced at it, but it was enough for her to see the image. She turned the monitor away from her, not really wanting to see all the changed her hell had caused in her. She accepted the powers now, but that didn't mean she liked to be reminded of the hell that she went through for the changes, and to see them.

"No thank you," she stated dryly.

"Fine, but I'm keeping them. They'd make an awesome abstract desktop background," Taylor scoffed.

Jamie rolled her eyes. "I would really appreciate it if you didn't," she admitted honestly.

"I might, I might not, I'm fickle like that," the doctor said. "Alright, you're good. I got the information under lock and key. Only Fury and a few others can access it. Along with yours truly."

"I'm not sure if I'm reassured by that or not," Jamie admitted, starting to make her way to the exit. "Thanks though!"

"Yeah, yeah, now shoo, I got things to do, records to break, and miracles to perform," she said and picked up her stereo remote.

"Oh, and Taylor?" Jamie said, popping her head back into the lab. "I like your style. It's got personality."

Taylor looked at her before smirked. She held to doll up for her to see and tossed it to her. "Someone's gotta have one in this dull place."

Jamie laughed, catching the toy in one hand with ease. "Thanks, I'll be in touch," she said, winking at the twenty-three year old.

"Hmm, I suppose you will."

Introducing Taylor, the Abby Suto, Penelope Garcia of my Marvel universe! Hope you guys like her, because she'll be popping up again!
Also couldn't help myself posting this. I'm just so excited for this story and for the movie. I already have about half of the movie written...Though there are several chapters before we get there that aren't completely finished yet...Anywho, hope you guys like it and let me know what you think in a review!

Thanks go to the following for their review son the previous chapter:

xenocanaan- You'll have to wait and see. ;) Who knows...maybe it'll be revealed next chapter...

Princess Nightmare99- Oh, you know Steve will feel bad when he finds out. It's just in his nature. And the flower thing is so much fun! Everybody is getting driven mad by it! It's great. You'll just have to wait and see...maybe next chapter...?

Jelsa777- I hope you've gotten some rest since then! I love sleep, but I hate going to bed, you know? Feels like there's always something I still have to do. I love Clint too. He's so under appreciated! Oh, yeah, you know I'll definitely be on Team Cap!

CJ/OddBall- Well, they're not really all NEW ideas, just some added details to what I already had in mind...If that makes you feel any better? You're not the one hurting them, I am! Don't worry about the wrong spelling of her name. Most of the people that review and spell her name do it too! I shall come help you out of that hampster ball...but I don't know where you are...Sorry!

Jo- Maybe you'll find out who the stalker is next chapter...Lol, I'm telling everybody that...I'm so evil!

mimi12349876- "Also, reconnect with an influential ex-colleague, and an exciting opportunity could wind up in your lap." That was actually unintentional, believe it or not. When I wrote that scene, I looked up an actual one for it, and that just so happened to be it. I didn't make it up! Isn't that funny? And my friend and I have been calling them/shipping name Blue Soldier because it's kind of hard to combine their names for a good flowing name, you know?Let me know if you think of something else though.

Knighthawk993- There will be a bit more chemistry between them in the next chapters, seeing as he wasn't in this one at all.