Ivy here.
No one believed it when I was walking around almost immediately after waking up.
I didn't either.
Coulson was dead.
Honestly, I was glad I didn't have a chance to stop it from happening. Something had to happen to motivate the Avengers. Someone had to die. But did I have the right to decide whether it should happen or not?
I don't believe anyone has the right to decide whether someone else should live or die, except for God. It's not my place to try to change anything.
I walked to where Black Widow and Hawkeye were. I could hear their voices outside the door.
"So, what else? How many of ours did I –" said Hawkeye.
"Don't. Don't do that to yourself Clint," said Black Widow.
"A lot of them, then. And that girl…" He produced a pair of round glasses from his pocket. Miranda's. "She's right where the invasion is supposed to take place. And I hit that other girl, Tasha. I hit her and threatened her and –"
"She's fine, Clint. She's standing outside the door." I jumped as it slid open. "You shouldn't be walking around," said Black Widow. "Actually, you shouldn't even be awake yet."
Hawkeye stared at me. I still had bruises and evidence of injuries, but there was no actual damage left. I owed the Doctor for that one. Big time.
"Well, I seem to heal quickly. Hello, Agent Barton, it's good to meet you."
He just stared at me, probably shocked that I didn't seem at all upset, considering our first meeting. "It's… nice to meet you too, Miss Williams."
"Please call me Ivy," I said. Being called 'Miss Williams' always felt so strange for me, it didn't seem to fit.
"Time to go," said a voice behind me. I spun around. It was Cap, in full uniform. "Can you fly one of those planes?" he asked, addressing the Black Widow.
"I can," said Hawkeye.
Cap looked to Black Widow. She gave him a small nod.
"You got a suit?" asked Cap.
Hawkeye nodded.
"Then suit up."