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Sorry it took so long, but here it is the sixth chapter of The Killer Butterfly story.

Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. [Nietzsche]

Chapter 6: A Long While

10 days later

THWAK

"Seriously that is so cheating!"

"No it's not."

"Yes it is you can't do that."

"Watch me."

THWAK

"Ouch."

"Hurts don't it?"

"Oh cry me a river." I said grabbing Clint's arm as he helped me up.

"So what have we learned today?" he asked with his cocky smile.

"I'm not allowed to grab your hair." I said rubbing my scalp where Clint had grabbed and pulled my hair.

"And why is that?"

"Because it's unfair to spar with someone just for fun and fight dirty."

"Exactly, and?" He said motioning me to continue.

"Oh and because you have very sensitive armpits," He gave me a thumbs up, but I kept talking, "If you didn't want to deal with that crap then you should cut it off." I said with a smile.

"Okay, now that that's all over, let's go." Barton said putting his arms up to signal for another bout. I put my hands up and Clint threw the first punch. I swerved crossing my arms, then pushed my arms still crossed towards his second incoming punch I closed my eyes for a split second and I wish I hadn't. Instead of feeling his incoming punch I felt arms wrap around me and push me onto the map. Unfortunately that meant I also got all of Clint on top of me.

"Seriously, okay let's do this." I mumbled, while wrapping my legs as far up on his torso as I could, but with him pressing down it wasn't much. Barton rested his knees on the ground and then with his arms still wrapped around me lifted me up. I quickly set my feet down on the mat and pushed off sending him backwards.

"Okay um, ouch." He said looking at my legs one of which that was apply pressure on his legs another keeping one of his arms down.

"Do you give up?" I said smiling and holding down his other arm.

"What time is it?" he asked motioning to the clock that was over the archway off the door to the locker rooms. My eyes widened.

"Oh crap! I'm late for my exam." I said getting off of Clint and helping him up. One of my last physical exams to clear me and I was late, doing physical activity that they specifically told me not to do.

"How are the stitches doing?" Clint asked, stitches, crap, I looked down and pulled my shirt up just enough so I could see the one on my lower abdomen.

"A little red, but fine." I said putting my shirt down.

"And your shoulder you were using it a lot today?" I looked at the bandage I had put over the stitches on my shoulder.

"Crap their going to kill me." I said looking at the bandage that had fresh blood soaked into it meaning the stitches under it had probably been disturbed.

"Hey did you sleep last night?" Barton asked. He had noticed.

"No." I said rubbing my eyes.

"Hey what's going on?" Barton asked

"Nothing, I got to go, I'm going to be late."

"Well you better go, before your even later then you already are."

"Kay, but if I don't come back alive it's safe to say I'm probably dead." I said grabbing my bag

"Hey don't think this is over, we'll talk later." Barton said calling to me. Bag in hand I quickly left.

I hurried down the hallway keeping my head down and out of trouble. Coulson had promised that if I stayed out of trouble that I would be allowed to watch and even participate in fighting classes and so far the only thing I had gotten I trouble for was tearing my stitches on the third day out of the hospital. I didn't associate with anyone but Barton, Coulson, Director Fury on a few occasions, and a medical team. I didn't talk to any of the other agent and they didn't talk to me. It was a relationship that seemed neither of us wanted or even cared about. Don't get me wrong I can be social with people if I have too, but so far I didn't have to. When walking down the halls I stayed on my side and they stayed on theirs. I wasn't too late for my exam thankfully. Doctor Levitt was waiting for me by the front entrance to the hospital wing. About 6'2 with dark brown hair and brown eyes, and a body physic that said he worked out, Doctor Levitt who was probably 27 at the most was a very cute hunk. He had a laid back and joking personality. And from the looks he got from some of the nurses I would bet I wasn't the only one who thought he was cute. The walk to the exam room was thankfully slower than my pervious jog.

"Miss Dalton you only have one exam left after this one, now please try to make it on time tomorrow." Doctor Levitt said taking my blood pressure.

"Yes Doctor Levitt." I said staring off into the wall ahead of me.

"Now what made you late this time?" He asked while looking down at his chart and filling things in. I didn't want to tell him I was late because of sparring. I wasn't supposed to be doing any extra movement or labor.

"Studying, Agent Coulson wants my test scores up." I lied, but it actually wasn't a bad idea to study, God knows I needed something else to do rather than just cleaning my room over and over again.

"Alright let's check out those stitches." Doctor Levitt said, I took off my t-shirt and I lay down on my back. He took one look then looked at me with a facial expression that said it all.

"I can see your studying techniques are very strenuous." I was caught.

"Did I forget to mention I moved the furniture in my room?" I said with a grin as Doctor Levitt pulled off the gaze from my shoulder.

"Did agent Barton help you?" He asked in an easy tone while taking out a kit to redo the stitches on my shoulder.

"Yep."

"Agent Dalton?" he asked.

"Yes?"

"No more sparring for the rest of today and that goes for tomorrow too." Doctor Levitt said finishing off the stitches on my shoulder.

"Okay." I said with dread. A day and a haft of no sparring was going to kill me.

"Well they seem to be healing well so far, though if you keep tearing your stitches they are going to scar."

"I know, I'll try and take it easy."

"Good, how has your shoulder been doing, any stiffness, soreness, or pain?" Levitt asked while gently pulling my arm back and up.

"No it's been fine, a little sore in the morning, but that's it."

"Okay, how is the other one been doing?"

"Even better, I forget it's there sometimes."

"That's good; well take it easy, okay, no more torn stitches." Levitt said helping me up.

"Okay."

"Now get out of here and I don't want to see you here till your final exam." Levitt said jokingly with a grin. I left the medical wing heading for my room. I wanted to take a nice long hot shower and then take a nap. I got to my door and unlocked it to find a pretty big surprise. Agent Coulson with a girl in my room. She had coppery blonde almost brown hair and light green eyes. She was a little bit taller than me, which wasn't really saying something. She had two duffel bags by her. I blinked a couple times before I said something.

"Um not the first thing I like finding, but I guess there could be worst." I said closing the door lightly behind me.

"Alison Dalton this is Agent Hayden Paxton, she's a new agent and will be your roommate." Coulson said forcing an introduction.

"Hi." Hayden said reaching forward with a hand that I gingerly accepted and shook.

"Hi." I said looking at Coulson.

"Um I think I forgot something downstairs I'll be right back." Hayden said then quickly crossed the room, my eyes following her as she left. Once the door closed I turned to Coulson.

"What is this?" I asked.

"A roommate, every agent has one, usually more like three or four. You have roommates throughout your probationary period and agent training. When you become an agent you will have your own room, people are allowed to change rooms and roommates to if approved by the board of boarding."

"The board of boarding? Seriously?"

"Oh they are very serious. Alison you don't have to like it, but use this opportunity to your advantage, be social."

"Fine, I'll try and be social." I said shaking my head a little, "She doesn't talk a lot does she?"

"I guess you'll find out."

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"Do you want to watch a movie I have all of the Mission Impossible movies with me?" Hayden asked, man did this girl have energy; I could barely keep up at 10:30 at night. Coulson had stopped by a couple hours before to see how it was going and I begged him to take me with him as he left. There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it; yeah the movie would be great." I said flashing a fake smile. Please be Coulson saying this was just a prank or a mix up or just something like killer robots, anything to get me out of this room. I opened the door to see Barton standing there with a grin that said it all.

"I heard you got a roommate." He said simply. I looked out in the hall in each direction then looked at him.

"Do you mean you can hear her all the way on the other side of the base?!" I said in a snarky voice.

"Hey, Alison who is it?" Hayden asked calling from the little living room inside.

"Are you going to let me in?" Barton asked.

"Are you sure? I haven't found a way out yet and it's been hours." I said opening the door further.

"It can't be that bad." Barton said simply walking in; I followed him in closing the door.

"Okay, but you are only staying a while. Then you get to leave."

"It's just a while." Barton said turning towards me then walked over to where Hayden was. Hayden did a double take on Barton before she said anything.

"Alison who's this?" Hayden asked looking at me.

"Hayden this is Agent Clint Barton, Barton this is Agent Hayden Paxton." I said sitting over on the couch.

"Barton like the guy that's Hawkeye?!" Hayden asked all excited which made her voice go up a couple octaves. Barton flashed me a smile, that I could tell wasn't real. Oh I was going to have a little fun with this. I knew Hayden was his biggest fan, He dad who was also a S.H.E.I.L.D. agent had told her stories of Hawkeye for a couple years now, which of course helped her with her choice of becoming a S.H.E.I.L.D. agent.

"Yes that would be Barton, the famous Hawkeye who never misses." I said in a voice that just screamed this is going to be hilarious.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe I'm meeting you!" Hayden said looking at Barton, "I can't believe you didn't tell me you knew Hawkeye!" she said turning and looking at me. I just smiled and turned to Barton.

"Well I guess it just slipped my mind, hey Barton we were just about to watch a movie you should join us." I said looking at him.

"I'm afraid I have to decline your offer." Barton said looking at me with eyes that asked what the hell was I trying to do. I got up and went over to Barton.

"Too bad, I wasn't asking." I said with a look that meant if he tried anything I would kill.

"Okay then what is it that we are watching?" Barton asked looking at me.

"The Mission Impossible movies." I said watching his face fall.

"Oh YA!" Barton said sarcastically. The movies went by slowly, very slowly. After the second one Barton grabbed me and we went into the little kitchen to make some more popcorn.

"Oh God Alison what type of torture is this?" Barton asked as I put the popcorn in the microwave.

"The fun kind." I said simply.

"The fun kind, you said a while, this has been a long while."

"Oh toughen up." I said grabbing the popcorn, we went back into the living room and watch more until three o'clock rolled around and we decided it was time to go to bed. I walked Barton to the door and he said goodnight. I was so tired I could have fallen asleep right there. I over to the bathroom and started brushing my teeth when Hayden came in from the living room.

"So he's pretty cute." Hayden said leaning in the door way of the bathroom.

"I guess so." I said slightly confused.

"So is there anything there?" Hayden asked.

"What?" I asked spitting out my tooth paste and wiping my mouth and turning towards her.

"You know? You and him?" Hayden asked making a suggestive hand motion that made my face feel like it was on fire.

"Oh no, no, there's nothing like that at all going on between us." I said clarify things.

"Why not?" Hayden asked crossing her arms, "He's pretty cute and you aren't a bad looking girl."

"Our relationship isn't like that."

"Do you want it to be?"

"I don't know?"

"Would you mind if I?" Hayden asked innocently.

"If you what?" This was a different Hayden, I hadn't even thought of her being like this.

"You know." Hayden said about to make another hand motion, but I quickly stopped her.

"I get, yeah sure go right ahead." I said trying not to think of it, which really wasn't going so well so far.

"Cool." Hayden said turning and leaving. I turned off the light and went over to my bed. I stayed awake for a while listening to the noises everywhere. I just wanted to sleep for a while. When I finally closed my eyes and fell asleep, I immediately regretted it. This night was going to be a long while...

Author Notes: I'm saying it again, I'm really dying to know what you guys are thinking, so please review and tell me what you guys are thinking I don't even care if it's a flame, anything would be nice right now.

In other news what did you think of Alison's roommate Hayden, and her little crush on Barton?

Again sorry for it taking so long! Ideas are always welcome, don't be shy…

Thanks for reading and i hope you liked it!