By the time I got off the phone with Tony, he had promised that he was sending someone out to work on my security system first thing. He didn't want me to call Steve, he wanted me to stay out of everything. Especially since the assassin- The Winter Soldier is what Tony had called him- had threatened my life and questioned me about Steve himself.

But, I gave Tony my 'big girl' speech and insisted that I knew what I was getting myself into. So, here I was, dialing Steve's number and waiting for an answer. The dial tone cut off when he did answer, but he was already talking before the lines were fully connected. "-you have any idea how long we've been trying to get ahold of you? Are you alright?" He sounded really concerned.

"I'm alright Steve, what's going on?" I asked. I didn't want to tell them about the man that had broken into my house yet, he seemed worried enough.

"Fury was in an accident. You need to get to the hospital, now." His voice was lowered and I could tell there was something off about him, so I just nodded before replying.

"I'm on my way, Rogers." I replied, quickly hanging up and heading out to my car, unlocking it and starting it before heading down the highway to the hospital.

I made it there in record timing, sprinting to the elevator in the parking ramp and into the hospital. When I reached the front desk, Natasha was already there, waiting to show me back. When we reached the door of Fury's room, Steve was waiting outside, staring in through a large glass window.

"Is he gonna make it?" Natasha asked. Steve just shook his head and shrugged before replying.

"I don't know." He replied. I pushed between the two, leaning my forehead on the glass and watching as the doctors operated. I could hear them talking behind me, but seeing Fury on the table had shocked me so much that I didn't want to be a part of their conversation. I heard them talking about a shooter, but Steve said something about a metal arm and I whipped around, shocking both of them.

Before I could speak though, I heard a loud, fast paced beeping and I turned back to the window, watching as Fury flat lined. Natasha pushed closer to the glass next to me. "Don't do this to me, Nick." She whispered. I could see the hurt on her face. I felt it too.

The doctors were working in a flurry of motion; I could barely keep track. But Fury's heart still had yet to beat. Everything around me seemed to be moving in slow motion, everything except Fury and the doctors. But, then they stopped working. One of the doctors turned to a nurse, asking for the time before he announced the time of death.

"No." was the only word I could whisper. Before I knew it, Maria Hill was escorting the three of us into the room to say goodbye. I stood near the window, not wanting to face his body.

"We need to take him." Maria stated after a few minutes. Her voice broke through my fog, and I felt myself surge with anger. I wasn't even sure what I was angry at. I turned to face the window and before I knew it my fist had collided with the glass, leaving a large crack down the center.

Steve and Natasha were quick to turn around and see what had happened, but I was already on my way back into the hall. I ran my hands through my long, dark hair and paced the length of the hall outside of the room that held Fury's body. Steve followed me out first, stopping me and setting his hands on my shoulders. He started to speak but I cut him off.

"When the fuck is someone going to start explaining to me what the hell is going on?" I yelled, but I wasn't looking for an answer. Steve tried to interject but I cut him off. "No, I wake up to a screen full of messages I ignore, try to go for a run, open said messages, and suddenly there's an assassin holding a gun to my head. It hasn't even been an hour and my fucking director just died in front of me. Do not try to write this off, Rogers. I deserve to know." I knew I sounded hysterical. Steve could only look at me with confusion and narrow his eyes before Agent Rumlow walked through the doors at the end of the hall and approached us.

"Captain, they want you back at SHIELD." He announced, looking back and forth from my angry features and Steve's narrowed eyes.

"Yeah, give me a second." He replied, obviously annoyed with Rumlow interrupting him.

"They want you now." He deadpanned, not moving from Steve's side. I was getting fed up with him as well, so I decided to reply before Steve could.

"Okay, Rumlow, he gets it." My voice apparently sounded hostile enough, because he only nodded before walking back down the corridor he came from. When he was through the double doors at the end of the hall, Steve finally replied.

"Phoebe, all I can tell you is you can't trust anyone. We'll talk more later." He released his hands from my forearms, where he had placed them just incase I started swinging at the windows again.

I kept my face straight but nodded once, trying not to let him see how upset I really was. I turned back to the room where Natasha was still standing, leaned against the wall and talking with a staff member about the window I had broken. I interjected their conversation quickly, reassuring them that Tony or I would cover the cost of the window if they sent me the bill.

Once I was done giving the man my address, Natasha pulled me to the side, making sure no one was listening in on our conversation. "Did Steve tell you why Fury was in his apartment last night?" She asked, her voice still quiet.

"Fury was in his apartment?! No! No one will tell me anything!" I threw my hands up in exasperation before Natasha hushed me.

"Fury showed up in Steve's apartment last night. An assassin shot him through the window. Steve followed him pretty far but he couldn't keep up with him before he got away-"

I cut her off before she could finish, crossing my arms over my chest. "Yeah. That guy. The Winter Soldier? I got a friendly visit from him this morning." I spat, going to walk around Natasha. I didn't want to talk about him anymore.

But Nat put her arm out to stop me and gripped both of my shoulders, turning me to face her. "What do you mean a 'friendly visit'?" She asked, lowering her voice. I rubbed my temples before replying.

"Steve told me not to trust anyone." I whispered, glancing around at all of the SHIELD employees littering the hallway. She just nodded and moved to whisper in my ear.

"Meet me in the next room over in a few minutes. Make sure no one sees you." I nodded and walked towards the opposite end of the hallway that Rumlow had disappeared into.


Okay someone asked why my story was marked as complete, and it's because I have the story completed, I'm just uploading chapters once a week. I'm not sure if anyone else was confused about that. I hope you're all enjoying this so far! Leave reviews so I know what to work on ^.^