Amelia staggered back to her bed and crawled under the blankets, tucking herself tightly in them as if to protect herself. Sighing, she gazed out the window, knowing today she had to rest, since yesterday she was pushing herself even though she was given the all clear. Amelia gazed around her room to see if there were any places Aaron could use to break in, but that only meant the air vent, window, and door. She crossed out the window, considering it was not broken, crossed out the door since only she and a few others knew that the door creaked if you didn't open it right, and then crossed out the air vent when she remember that the vents outside were bolted securely down.
Closing her blue eyes, Amelia started to wonder why Aaron was so… obsessed, about destroying the Avengers. Sitting up, Amelia gazed around again. "Maybe…" Sliding back out of bed, she crept over to the closet and pulled back the door, pushing aside her clothes as she searched for something that could help her understand. She stopped when she felt an uneven bump in the wall of the closet, and ran her hand over it. Realizing it was a small door or something; Amelia felt along the sides until she gripped it with her fingers and pulled back. Peering inside the drawer, Amelia grinned when she saw an S.H.I.E.L.D. information pad. Pulling it out, Amelia closed the drawer and the closet, heading back to her bed.
Turning it on, Amelia gazed at all the files before tapping onto one in the corner. As it opened, Amelia grinned when she realized she clicked on the past records of Aaron. "Let's see what we have here," she muttered and browsed through his history, seeing he had a normal childhood until brought into some lab… she scowled suddenly. "And his powers were received the same way almost like everyone else's," Amelia growled dryly, but kept browsing. Slowly, a frown started to appear as she read on, seeing that Aaron was in Budapest, learning under a different person. Continuing on, Amelia found out the man he was learning from was killed in Budapest and Aaron blamed it on S.H.I.E.L.D., even though his mentor was killed by falling debris from a building.
"That's why he is after us," she mumbled, scrolling down but finding no more useful information. There was a knock on the door and Amelia jumped, quickly shutting down the pad and stuffing it under her pillow. "Yes?"
"Are you coming to breakfast?" Called her father and Amelia winced, forgetting that even though she had the day off, she still had to show herself.
"Yeah, I'm coming," she replied and hauled herself out of bed.
As she was leaving to go back to her room, Amelia reached behind her back to tighten the makeshift knot of her tank top, making sure it was secure. "So we're going to have to keep an eye on Chris to make sure Aaron doesn't try to kill him too?" She inquired, figuring that's what Fury meant when he said that Chris would need protection since he witnessed everything at the "ball".
Fury nodded and watched as she turned and headed away. "Oh yes, actually we won't need to keep an eye on him. Chris is coming here." Amelia stopped dead in her tracks and turned slowly.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Does it look like I'm kidding?" Amelia glanced at Fury's face and swallowed.
"Uh, no, sir," she stammered and turned again, quickly heading to her room. "Just don't bring the whole orphanage, okay? Or else Aaron won't have to worry about destroying S.H.I.E.L.D."
Once back in her room, Amelia browsed through the files on the pad once more, reading and absorbing the information. As she carried on with her research, Amelia discovered that Aaron was trained none other than by Loki, Thor's brother. She froze, eyes hovering over that piece of information. "And since Loki hates us, Aaron is going to avenge him and his dead mentor… that's just lovely." Sighing, Amelia shut it down and hid it under her pillow, placing her hands over her eyes in exasperation. "Something's going to happen soon," she mumbled, "Aaron never goes this long without causing trouble."
Just then, the alarm went off.