We got outta there and marched back to the Kandahar base where Shannon and I reported to my Superior Officer General Wadup, General Ross and Colonel Nick Fury of SHIELD.

"I don't know what they drugged me with Gents but I'm glad Shannon got me and everyone else out-ta there." I said.

"Johansen you go to the hospital ward to get a your blood tested and rest, you look like you need a nap." Said Wadup.

"Thank you sir." I said as I left after saluting the gents. I glared at General Ross said it was routine mission... Bastard, I was sure he knew more than he was telling us.

"Johansen you're Dismissed." said General Wadup.

"Carter a word." asked Nick Fury.

"Is this about the task force Melly suggested to Agent Coulson my godfather?"

"Well that and one other it's called the Avenger Initiative we're in the process of making a team. We might not have Captain America, but you're the closest we have to him currently. I believe you would be a good addition to leading them."

Shannon thought for a second, "I'll think about it sir but right now I want to check on Melly."

"Give her some time," said a French-Canadian accented man as Shannon saw Cartier, "You're late you know ."

"My radio got shot so I couldn't exactly call Rhodey for a ride." Shannon replied as she looked at the man.

"A word of Advice," said Fury. "I think Melly knows a few people that aren't on the General's recommendations list for recruits on the Joint task force."

"Cartier, care to join us for our little task force?"

"I'd thought you'd never ask. Yes I'll join you."

"Glad to hear it."

Hours later I went to the bar to get a drink, I settled with a Purple Haze. I saw Shannon in her Shield Uniform join me at the bar. "So you talked with Stephanie 'Dee Dee' Dougan and the rest of the gang?"

"I told them about the joint Terrorist Task force that the UN and SHIELD are supporting."

"And?"

"They're in."

"Oh god what have we got ourselves into now?" I groaned.

"We?" You laughed.

"You're not going anywhere without me Punk! You got that?"

"Actually I was counting on that." Shannon laughed, "You're my second in command, lefty."

"Oh good grief girl, let's just try not to repeat history okay?"

"Isn't that why you're the history buff?"

"Ehnn ok point taken."

"Agent Carter?" said a mighty fine looking man in a suit. Must be the Agent Cartier Shannon told me of who came from the famous Cartier family up home.

"Ah Agent Parker Cartier, nice of you to join us." Shannon said. It didn't take me long before I noticed his brown eyes were glued to her blue eyes. Noticed how Shannon smiled differently with him and how he smiled at her... Oh yeah I knew I had to give Shannon that little push.

"There's a nice song playing I was wondering if you'd like a dance?"

"Here? Now?"

I pushed Shannon forward, "Yes of course she does."

"Melly!"

"Shannon it's not going to hurt you, go for it. You only have one life to live don't waste it. You remember your Great Aunt's Advice right?"

"All right." She said, "You just practically said the same words she did."

"So that Cartier guy, does he have any brothers?" Asked Stephanie Dee Dee Dougan as she joined me at the bar as I watched Shannon and Cartier dance.

"I don't think so Dee Dee." I replied. Stephanie Dougan was Dum Dum's granddaughter. Just to tease her I say her name like calling a Chickadee in the woods. Maybe that's how she got the nickname Dee Dee from.

"Melly what did they do to you after that guy with the Metal arm took you elsewhere."

"I don't know, I'm still waiting on the results from the Doctors."

"All right got yah."

"Who was he?"

"Who ever he is I can tell you he's not the Phantom of the Opera."

I laughed, "A dangerous, mystery man like him doesn't need a cape."

"Is that the drugs they gave you talking?"

"Maybe..." I admitted.

"Girl you should be falling for the good boys like Captain America and Bucky."

I sighed, "Dee Dee, do you believe those kind of men still exist?"

She stopped to think, "Sorry it looks like a lot of us girls are still a little old fashioned."

"Then how come there aren't any guys like that."

"Beats me. Cheer up girl, and get better."

"Sure Dee Dee."

Over the next 5 years Shannon, the Gang and I had went all over Europe stopping Terrorists in our little ragtag gang called Howlers. Shannon as The American Dream leading us, as she had a upgraded suit that her godfather Phil designed that I had made with the materials he sent me. It wasn't long after one mission in Wakanda that the King gave her a Captain America Shield and mini shield throwing disks/gadgets made of Vibranium as a gift for saving his country...

His son, Prince T'Challa was quite the charmer as I recall. He and I talked for a while about his people's culture and history, he was more interested in Gabriella "Gimli" Jones; no relation but she was named after Gabe Jones who was a original Howling Commando. Meeting a African decent woman with a Scottish accent was a mind blowing when I first met her. But it was a hoot to see the look on Shannon's face when Gabriella first spoke to her when they met. Gabriella was one of the best Marks-woman's I knew. She and I well... We were in constant competition as I just had call her 'Gimli' every time she counted her kills out-loud.

Like that one mission we did in Slovakia territory. Gabriella and I were at opposite hilly areas with our sniper rifles, more of those Terrorists were on their way as Shannon threw her shield around knocking plenty of them off their feet and so on... Shannon missed at least 4 soldiers as they approached from the ruins and bushes. Gabriella and I shot two down in record timing but as we both saw that one guy we just spotted Gabriella was faster getting that guy as I had to reload my rifle.

"Ah Ha! That be 15 today." Gimli announced on the radio channel, "See I told you I have the better gun girly."

"You just had to rub it in Gimli." I said sarcastically.

Gabriella just smiled at me and said "Keep up yah Crazy Canuck! You'll beat me some day, but today is not that day."

I climbed down to Shannon as we regrouped, "And can please call me Melly."

"Well Melly you're a good girl, but you're taste in Men could be better."

I groaned as Shannon laughed as Dee Dee finally joined us. She donned a hat that was a replica of her Grandfather's she was more advanced with guns as Gabriella was but she always had a hoot when Gabriella and I competed with our sniper rifles.

"You don't have pointy ears Melly. You're not a Elf, and you're definitely not a Vulcan, so you're just human being like the rest of us, girl." said Dee Dee.

"I know, I know Dee Dee."