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Chapter 10
Day At The Office

"Wait, so what does Lemon mean?" Jamie asked in a whisper, sitting down at her desk at the Triskelion.

Taylor plopped down on the corner of her desk crossing her long legs. Today the redhead had straightened her hair and pulled it back in a tight pony tail. It seemed her sense of style depended on the random mood she was in considering she was in a black leather skirt down to her knees with useless zippers everywhere. Tall, like knee tall, converse tennis shoes to match with a leather(almost steam punkish) belt and a red and white striped short sleeve shirt tucked in.

"Lemon is a sex scene in fanfiction!" Taylor said with a scoff

"I-I kind of stumbled on one awhile back…" Jamie admitted sheepishly, playing with the little troll Taylor had given her the first day that they had met. She kept it in her desk most of the time, seeing as there was also a phone inside it. It could come in handy, so she just made sure it was out of site. She didn't think it was against the rules to have it, but she wasn't going to take any chances. "I couldn't help myself. I mean, how can you tell someone not to look themselves up and then not do it!"

"...did you read it? Like the whole thing?" Taylor grinned mischievously at the girl, her cheshire smile glinting dangerously.

"No," Jamie muttered, turning her computer on, sliding her bag into the drawer and locking it.

"Oh come on! Like you said how could someone not be curious! I mean if someone wrote one with me in it, hell I'd take notes Glowstick!" she snickered as she flipped out her glass pad to go to work herself.

"...Steve was really out of character," Jamie told her. "And they said my name was Anna. And I was an Airmen. Not a Marine…"

"Well Duh honey. No one knows who you are for real. And as for dear old Red White and Blue tights they have kind of their own versions of him in their heads you know? He stays out of the public eye so they don't know his personality. He's not like Iron Ego, flaunting around on TV." She scoffed.

"A couple of them had him pretty close," she said. "They weren't really that bad either. But that Lemon...I'm telling you, Tay….I couldn't stop reading it!"

"Yeah, I suppose some of them would be. Considering people can piece together what it might be from his past, you know? Take in consideration the time period he grew up in and being a man out of time and stuff." Taylor said and grinned at her. "So you did read it! Did you read all of it? How was it?" she asked the girl, hitting her head with her glass pad. "Details."

"It was totally hot," she sighed. "In the barracks and everything. And he was forceful. God, he gave orders and everything..."

"Oh goodness! That doesn't sound like prim and proper Steve Rogers, now does it?" Taylor laughed. "But forceful guys as partners is popular. Sexually promiscuous females tend to be intimidating to male partners...total bullshittery I say." she scoffed. "Anywho did you finish it? Or...better yet...have you seen Steve since reading it?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, I saw him a couple days later," Jamie said. "I had a very hard time looking him in the eyes...But I got over it. Though, I uh, think about him in other ways alone more often now than I wish I did...Makes it harder to keep things prioritized and to follow the rules."

"Oh honey," Taylor said actually sounding sympathetic as she placed a hand on her shoulder. "Not gonna lie, that's kinda your fault for opening that bag of crazed cats. But I feel you, almost all women feel you. It's a struggle to remain composed and responsible all the time- HEY! What the flying fuck do you think your doing with those test tubes Nolan? No! Put them back down, turn around and GTFO of my lab!" She screamed at her glass pad, no doubt taking a peek into the lab back at the Hub to check on everything. "Sorry where was I?" she asked her friend.

"Composure and responsibility," Jamie reminded her, logging onto the SHIELD mainframe.

"Right, right, it's hard to keep in line as 'girls' since 'girls don't have sexual desires the way men do' or some crap like that." Taylor rolled her eyes. "Just saying what you're feeling is normal, and sorry to say it's not going away anytime soon...especially if you read more lemons."

"Yeah, not reading anymore of those," Jamie muttered. "And I have no problem feeling horny and taking care of it. Or even having sex for that matter," she said, getting her an odd look from a young male agent, no older than 21, that walked by. She just rolled her eyes and went on. "I mean, it's not like I'm a virgin. It's just...It's Steve, you know?"

Taylor was giving the young man the finger for eavesdropping, the paranoid young woman of course not appreciating that and nodded slowly at her words. "Yeah, Boy Scout. A bit awkward with his innocence huh?"

"I mean, he's not innocent, he's said so himself, but he's still...He's my best friend, and that thought is innocent in my mind. I pervert it, you know? I feel bad for taking advantage of it."

"Don't be, it's natural. Hashtag stop the sex shame." Taylor rolled her eyes. "Natural but awkward as hell. It's good to talk about though."

"You did not just hashtag," Jamie laughed.

"You forget I live on the internet, hell I am the internet. The world blurs sometimes," she joked. "But anyway it really is good to talk about it, to get it all out and hear that 'no your not crazy'...though I don't know anything about that. Since you know...crazy."

"Yeah, because all she does with me is deny it."

Jamie groaned and didn't even turn around. She knew that voice enough to not have to. "Good morning, Tasha," she greeted monotonically.

"Good to know that I was right," Natasha said, taking up the other ledge of Jamie's desk. "I told more than a year ago that you had feelings for Steve."

"Yeah, yeah, don't have to go there," Jamie muttered, filling in one of the report pages she had to do.

Taylor sat there glaring at the woman in suspicion, digging out a device from her pocket and pointing it at the woman. "Name and give me your hand." she said slowly.

"Taylor, I can personally vouch for this one," Jamie said. "Black Widow here gave me the kiss of life after I died in the Battle of New York."

"...People would pay to see that, by the way." Taylor muttered, still on edge with the spy moving to the other side of the desk. "Dr. Taylor Malone," she grumbled catching a look from Jamie. But the young doctor did not offer a hand.

"I know," Natasha said, smirk in place.

Oh if looks could kill, the infamous Black Widow would be dead. "Mother fucking-son of a bitch-...Spies!" she grumbled her hand clenching her glass pad very tightly. Natasha seemed to enjoy taunting the paranoid doctor.

Jamie just chuckled. "Taylor, this is Natasha."

"I know," Taylor repeated holding up her glass pad. "I know all." she said slowly.

"...Right," Nat said, turning back to Jamie thought a second though. "Came down to tell you that you'll be training with Steve today. Clint's here and I'm going to be with him."

"Okay, still see you up there?" she asked.

"Course," Natasha said. She pushed off the desk and nodded to Taylor. "Doctor."

"Romanoff." Taylor said nodding back to her. "And trust me, I'll get her more open about her sexy time."

"S-Sexy time? What the hell?" Jamie gaped.

"Yep, full disclosure by the time I'm done with you, Marine." Taylor said saluting to her and surprisingly Natasha.

"There's nothing else to tell!" Jamie argued.

"There will be." Taylor winked.

"No, there isn't," Jamie pressed. "Don't you have to go give a consultation or something?" she muttered. She stood up as she logged off her computer. "I've gotta head up to training anyways."

"Gah, fine, leave me to mere mortals!" Taylor huffed. "I'll catch you at lunch after schooling these amateurs on crime solving." she scoffed.

"Hey, Steve!" Jamie greeted catching sight of him through her peripherals as she finished wrapping her hands. "Did Nat tell you about the change of schedule?"

"Yeah, ran into her earlier. You ready for some training?" Steve asked with a smile as he unwrapped his hands.

She turned to look at him once she was down, her eyes zeroing in on his bare chest. He was already coated in a shiny layer of sweat, though thankfully he didn't smell like it. He had taken off his sweat drenched top and tossed it on top of his gym bag apparently.

Jamie cleared her throat, face read as she tried to ignore the pressure in her stomach. "Uh, already had some training, didn't you?" she asked, pointing out his state.

"Oh yeah, a jog and then a date with the punching bag." Steve shrugged. "Woke up early."

"Who won?" she asked, smirking as she eased back into things a bit, much less awkward and stiff now.

"Sad to say I think the punching bag," he pretended to whisper.

Jamie moved in closer. "Don't worry," she whispered back, giving him a playful wink. "Your secret is safe with me," she giggled.

"Thank heavens I have a friend like you to save me the embarrassment," he said ruffling her hair.

"Oh, Steve! Come on," Jamie groaned, trying to flatten her hair again. She took it out of the pony she had it in and smoothed it out before putting it back into a new one. "Not cool…" she said, though she failed to glare at him as a smirk came across her lips.

"I think you could make that look work." Steve said smiling. "You said a friend of yours was visiting today right?" Steve asked as he waited politely for her. "How was that?"

Jamie just chuckled and rolled her eyes. She stretched her neck first before sitting down on the matt to do her legs and back. "Don't get me started," she chuckled. "The woman's nuts, I'm telling you. Her and Tasha met though." Jamie spread her legs out in a V, leaning forward so that her forearms were flat on the ground. Having trained with Natasha for a year really helped with her flexibility, as well as her overall fighting style.

"Is she really that bad?" Steve chuckled going back the punching bag.

Jamie scoffed. "No," she said. "She just brings up the most awkwardest subjects."

"What did she bring up?" Steve asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, you know, like personally intimate stuff," Jamie said, still leaving it a bit vague.

"Oh so...um sorry." Steve said trying to focus. "But um, is that really bad? I mean you gotta have someone to talk to about that stuff and even though we're best friend I don't think it'd be the brightest idea for it to be me."

"No, I getcha," Jamie said. "And I talk about that stuff with Natasha too. It's just...I'd rather not talk about it at work, you know? A young agent overheard and it was the awkwardest thing!"

Steve couldn't help but chuckle at that mental picture before giving a breif apology that she had been placed in that situation. "Oh, your flexibility has gotten better," Steve commented off handedly.

"I have Nat to thank for that," Jamie said. "But thanks. Though, you checking me out, Rogers?" she chuckled with a tease.

Steve instantly stopped as he looked at her in shock, face going red. "Oh my lord ,Jamie, no! I am so, so sorry if it came across like that! I am so sorry for making you uncomfortable! I just wanted to say that as a compliment on your progression and I am so, so, so sorry if it came off as a pass!"

Jamie just looked at his extremely red face oddly for a moment before chuckling. "Honestly, Steve, it's no problem. I was just joking."

"...Sorry," Steve muttered looking still slightly distressed.

"Really, Steve. It's okay if you were or weren't. I was just messing around, and I mean, you were just giving me a compliment."

"Promise?" Steve asked softly, just wanting to make sure he never offended her.

The brunette for up from the floor and held up her hand, as if taking an oath. "I swear on my life," she told him. "And honestly, it's kind of flattering either way."

"Okay," Steve smiled, finally relaxing. "You have the prettiest smile I've ever seen." he complimented easily as he went back to work.

Now, getting a compliment on her flexibility was much easier to take than the smile compliment. Jamie didn't know what to take from that. The prettiest smile he had ever seen? What about Peggy? Was it just a friendly compliment, or was that in a slightly more intimate way? Uh, God, why couldn't we just stick with the flexibility, she thought, biting her lip as she turned and stretched her arms.

She couldn't just leave him hanging though. "Thanks, Steve," she told him. "That means a lot…"

"No problem," he smiled. "Ready for a run?"

"God yes…"

Jamie ended up having to stay late doing some research. Fury put her on looking for Cerberus with some of the scientists. They were trying to track the energy signatures, while Jamie mapped out all their past locations to try and see if there was a pattern or not. But as far as Jamie could see, she couldn't find a sible pattern in the locations. They never went back to the same one twice. They always moved to a new country after leaving on, thouh they would return sometimes in a different location in the country. The scientists weren't finding any signatures like the one that gave Jamie away.

"Hey Jamie."

Jamie looked up, Clint Barton leaning over the half wall partition from the other desks in the area. She smiled tiredly up at him. "Hey, Clint. How are you? Haven't seen you around in a while."

"You may not see me, but I see everything," he teased, winking down at her. "How's the search for Cerberus coming along?"

"Absolutely nowhere," Jamie sighed. She ran a hand through her hair. "If Natasha had an organization that was the equivalent of her and her disappearing skills, Cerberus would be it."

"Huh, never thought of something like that but okay," he said. "You know her and I are trained to do the same thing. I can disappear too."

"Yeah, but you're a better shot than she is," Jamie pointed out. "Nat's a shadow."

"Guess I'll take that, not that I really have any choice," Clint said.

"Hey, really it's not a big deal. It's like the only reason I'm here is because SHEILD wants my abilities," Jamie said. "We all have our uses."

"Right," Clint said. "You want to take a break and come grab something to eat?"

"Rain check?" she asked. "I've got a couple more things to finish up."

"Sure, just give me a call, Glowstick!" Clint patted her on the shoulder as he walked away. Jamie just rolled her eyes at the nickname. "Night!"

"Take care," Jamie said.

I just saw the new trailer for CA: Civil War (DUUUUUUUUUDE AMAZING!) and now I can't wait until tomorrow to post this. Next chapter starts the movie finally! Who's pumped! I know I am! This was a very relaxed chapter. Just setting up some office stuff. The calm before the storm from the movie, I suppose. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it! Let me know if you have any ideas for scenes in the future! Please review!

Thanks go to the following for their reviews:

Jo: I really love Skye. Jemma not as much as Skype, but love all the same. I feel like her and Skye would text each other and stuff. There will be a lot more bonding scenes in the future, I promise, with the whole rest of the original team, as well as new new cast members. Agents of SHIELD plays a big role before Avengers 2.

xenocanaan- Nothing too action packed or outrageous in this chapter. Just a nice relaxing read before the movie really begins. Hope it was all that you hoped for.

CJ/OddBall- Yeah, some of that girl talk you mentioned here, lol. Hey, no need to be embarrassed. I've pretty much heard it all. I've practically read it all too, lol. Anyway, I hope you liked the last chapter before the movie. I'm so excited for it to finally start! Nah, Fitz doesn't have a crush on her. He's just a bit star struck, you know? I do have plans for them in the future though. I was very uncomfortable in the class at first, but then I jut kind of got used to it. I have to take it for my major. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't have taken it. It's the class I hate most this semester. That's for sure. Anyway, hope you liked it!

KnowInsight- I'm glad you liked it. I really do love Agents of SHIELD. I didn't have any expectations when I first started watching it because I was afraid of being disappointed but I really look forward to watching it every week.

Jedi Jelsa777- Duuuude! I was thinking the same thing about Fitz-Simmons too. It's like Fitz has grown up so much, even in appearance, it's unbelievable. I do miss the light heartedness of some of the episodes. They really need to throw one in every once in a while. Fitz is one of my favorite characters in the whole show. I love Jemma, but I love Fitz more. And, of course, Coulson is perfect. I really like the people they gain throughout each season. I loved Trip too. :(