Chapter 9: Epilogue
2 years later.
The 2 and a half years that I spent under house arrest were the hardest years of my life. The only reason I pulled through and made it to the other side was because of my family that I had all around me. My Dad would teach me new shooting techniques, my mom would teach me new sparring moves that I would then use on Philip. All of them made it possible.
The day that I was able to leave the tower for the first time was one of the best of my life. The freedom I felt when I was finally able to leave the tower was incredible. That doesn't mean to say that I walked away and never came back! Pepper had organised a congratulatory dinner, so I didn't stay out for long.
The next day during my meeting with Director Coulson I got to choose where in SHIELD I would work. As a family, we'd already decided that the best place for me was at the academy, training recruits. This was an idea that Uncle Phil (oops, did I say that?), I mean Director Coulson, loved. I got to use my talents without actually using my talents. Using my skills without ending life. Even after I started I was still on probation for a year and I still had to wear a tag that monitored my movements. But to be honest I really didn't care about that. I got rid of the tag 12 months ago.
Currently, I am sitting on the bridge of the Hellicarrier waiting to be called to see Director Coulson. I'm up for promotion. I can see Philip from here – he's a SHIELD analyst, which basically means that he looks at incoming Intel from field agents. He looks uncomfortable though, maybe I should tell him that it's not compulsory to wear the cat suit.
My phone buzzes to life with a message saying that the Director is ready to see me now.
The End.