The Helicarrier was oddly quiet as Agent Clint Bourton walked down the corridors, it had been too quiet to long and now it was even more so. The air held the hint of the inevitable, a bomb in their silence.

Clint arrived in the meeting room to find Fury with his back to the door, obviously taking in the silence that was soon to be broken. "You requested me sir?"

Fury turned folding his hands behind his back and sighing. "I have an assignment for you, one that needs to be kept under the radar."

"So a hit? On who?" Clint questioned as he sat at the table to look at the lone file that rested heavily on the table. Fury remained silent as Clint flipped open the cover of the manila folder, his eyes coming to rest on the picture of a young girl, she couldn't have been older then eighteen. Looking up at Fury with questioning eyes, he got no answer to his burning question of why he was being sent after such a young girl. Looking back at the folder he scanned for more information,

Name: Jade Childs

DOB: May 6th, 1993

Gender: Female

Born: Las Vegas, Nevada, USA

Mother: Brenda Childs

Father: UNKNOWN

Graduated High School: 2002 (top of class)

Stanford University

-PhD in Genetics

University of Glasgow

-Master's Degree in Molecular & Cellular Biology

He read on flipping page after page. She was intelligent he'd give her that and at such a young age, probably why she was now being followed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

The last page in the folder was a birth certificate; glancing over it two very well know words caught his eyes.

Father: Anthony Edward Stark

"So not a hit then?" Clint smirked as he looked back up at Fury.

"Not a hit, more like protection duty." Clint's smirk faded as he folded his arms on his chest and leaned back in the chair, he did not like the sounds of this.

"We have reason to believe Jade is being targeted by a Russian bio chemical terrorist group. Our reconnaissance team has intercepted a transmission to a small cell group in New York with a plan to apprehend Jade for their final stages in developing their bio chemical weapon." Fury began to slowly walk around the table towards Clint.

"We need you to protect her until this group makes its move. We will then be able to apprehend them and hopefully get the information that we need out of them on the whereabouts of this terrorist groups base." Fury stopped behind Clint turning to face the doorway. "Suit up, you leave now." Clint could hear Fury's footsteps getting quieter as he walked towards the door. "Stark doesn't know about her, and we would like to keep it that way until your mission is completed and she is aboard this ship.

"You mean, until we are finished using her as bait." Clint spoke turning his head just enough to see Fury out of the corner of his eye. "There will be hell to pay after this mission is over you know."

Fury didn't turn to look at Clint he knew it wasn't a question. "I know."

Clint listened as the door opened and closed, leaving him with just his own thoughts in the cold quiet room. Flipping backwards through the pages he stopped again on Jade's profile picture, studying it making sure he would have no problems picking her out of a crowd. Then he went through each page again carefully learning as much as he could about his assignment, there was no way he would survive Stark's wrath if this assignment went south.