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Charlie stayed in the hospital for a full week. The doctors were worried as her headaches started to get worse and worse. She would get random dizzy spells, and white flakes floating around. They wanted her to stay in the hospital for a couple weeks but Charlie wanted to just go home and think over everything that happened. She wanted to think about her parents and what road she was going to go down now. Her life changed in a blink of an eye. She lost both of them. She needed to think now if going to MIT was the best thing. Not only that but she needed to figure out what happened after the accident. Why couldn't the police see her in the back. More importantly when she woke up in the car why was there ice, where did it come from and why did it disappear as she touched it.
It was a random day, a couple days after she got home from the hospital. She was in the living room looking through the bookcase to see what she wanted to keep or giveaway. There was a knock on the door. She put down the papers she was going through and went to answer.
"Hi, Charlie." It was Johnson. He came to the hospital twice more to ask her questions about the accident. He didn't like that she had no answer. How can she answer these questions when she didn't know what was going on either. "I just wanted to come by and check in on you. Wanted to see how you were doing and maybe if you were ready to answer questions."
Of course he "wanted to check on her" she thought. He didn't believe that she didn't know what happened. He thought she was lying. He didn't come out and say it but the way he talked made it seem like he though she had something to do with the crash. Like she wanted to cause it or harm her parents. He didn't believe that she was in the car. He knew the other officer found her purse in the bushes, so he figured she was in the bushes as well. He said he never saw her in the car, so it made sense her hiding in the bushes. But why would she climb in the car later and pretend that she was in there the whole time. She didn't know what his theory was, but she knew he was out to get her.
"Really. I've just started to go through my parents stuff, and try to figure out what I'm going to do with my life now. Why are you here? I've answered your questions over and over. Just because you don't like the answers I gave you doesn't mean the answers will change." She was so tired of him, and saying the same things over and over. She just wanted to go on with her life. "I'm going back to going through my bookshelf. Goodbye." She slammed the door in his face, and went back to her papers. After about 10 mins she heard knocking again. She slammed the papers back down and looked up at the ceiling. She walked over to the door excepting it to be Johnson again.
"Hello there. My name is Agent Coulson. I'm looking for...Charlotte Anderson." He looked down at the file he had in his hands and then looked up at her. He was very formal and acted like a cop, but he was in a very stylish suit. He said his name was agent, but there was no way he was a cop.
"Actually I prefer Charlie. You said your name was Agent? What division are you from?" She pulled the door open more and moved out of the way to let him in the house. They went in to the living room to sit down. "Would you like anything to drink? I need to get some water." She walked in to the living room, showed him where he could sit then walked right back out and got two glasses of water even though he never answered.
"Thank you. To answer your question my name is Phil Coulson, but I go by Agent while I'm working. I'm from Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division or S.H.I.E.L.D. I've come here today to talk you about something that happened last week. I heard you had a bad accident. I would also like to say my condolences to you for your losses that you have had because of this accident.
Just what she needed. Another round of the same old questions and disbelieving of what she says. "I've answered all these questions already about what happened and about the accident. My story and answers weren't change no matter how many different divisions are sent to me to ask again."
"I'm sorry that it seems you are answering all these same questions over and over, but we are not your normal division. I just want to get your version of what happened in your own words. I assure you, there will be no judging or disbelieving or any kind from me." He did seem sincere. So Charlie sat with him and told him everything she could remember. She left out the ice part, as she thought maybe she imagined it, also leaving out the part of the officer not seeing her, as that just didn't make any sense. "After talking to a few of the officers that were there, they said that you crawled in to the car after the accident happened. They told us that they got your parents out of the car and then they looked and they didn't see you. "
"I was in the car the whole time, they asked me a number of times why they didn't see me in the car, but I have no answers to that. Captain Johnson said he looked though the car himself and didn't see me in the back. I remember being in the car just before the accident. I remember right after the accident looking around and seeing my parents and the car being upside down, and then waking up again just before the officer found me. I don't remember anything between that though."
"Very interesting. They said you suffer from a concussion, and that could be why you cant remember much. Though there has to be a reason that no one could see you in the car. I work with quite a few unique individuals that I think would be able to help you." He started to look around the living room and noticed everything was scattered around. "I see you have started to go though your house. Do you think you would want to put it off for a few days and come with me? I believe that we could help each other."
"What do you mean leave with you? I don't know you or where you would be taking me. Who are these that you work with? Why do you call them "unique"?" She was panicking. She had no idea what this guy's deal was. Why would he think she would just drop everything and leave with him, and how could anyone he works with help her?
He gave me this goofy grin. "Have you seen the news lately? You have any idea who the Avengers are?"
Avengers? Charlie stay away from watching the news. All the news ever had on it was bad news. Things like war and death. "Avengers? What do you mean? No I don't watch the news."
"I'm sure growing up you heard about Captain America. In the early 40's where Steve Rogers undergoes a procedure and turns in to Captain America. Then he died. Tony Stark, I'm sure you have heard of him. A few years ago he was kidnapped and turned him self in to Ironman."
Everyone on earth heard of these stories. It was pretty unbelievable. She was pretty skeptical about it all. They said Tony Stark was in a cave and made a tiny contraption that keeps his heart safe from shrapnel that's lodged in his chest. There was other stories of odd things like Bruce Banner turning in to a huge green rage monster. She never really listened to much of these things. "Of course I've heard stories but I never indulged in them. They weren't anything but a fairy tale around our house."
"Well I'm here to tell you that all these fairy tales you hear about are true. I work with both Tony and Steve, and I think it would be best I bring you to our headquarters and introduce you to them."
Ironman and Captain America are real?! She sat there quietly thinking over what he just said to her. How could these stories be true. Maybe he was delusional. Who knows what I would get my self into if I allowed this man to take me with him. Who knows where he might actually take me and what he might end up doing to me.
"I think you're on something. I have way to much to do. I don't believe anything you are saying and I believe it's time that you leave." As she got up she pointed towards the door. She turned and started walking towards it and waited for Agent to follow her. When he finally got to the door she said "Please don't come back. I've had enough of these questions and dealing with officers not believing me, and I definitely don't need you making up these stories to lure me away from my place. Goodbye Agent."
He walked up to her as she was talking and stood there. "Here is my card and if you change your mind give me a call. Check out the news or maybe look up the stories that you are saying are fairy tales. I'm telling the truth. Goodbye Charlotte." He handed her his card and left.
She looked over his card. All it had on it was the division name and his name, along with his number. she left it by the small table by the door with her keys and walked back to the bookcase to deal with sorting again.
She was getting overwhelmed. She really didn't want to throw anything away. There was a reason her parents kept this random receipt or scrap of rope. It took her the rest of the day and all of the next to go through everything on the bookcase. There was so much little things she didn't know what to do with. She just put it in a box and left it alone till later to go through again.
She was in the kitchen going through a junk drawer a few days after she was done the bookcase. It was worse then the bookcase. Keys that didn't go with any door. broken rubber bands. Broken pencil and a couple pens that were dried up. As she was throwing away another pen she heard a knock on the door. She really didn't want to answer it. She was so tired of other people. She just wanted to be alone. She hoped if she didn't answer that they would just go away, but after about 10 minutes they were still knocking. She walked over to the door and opened it.
"Hello sir may I help you?" On the other side was a very handsome man. Suit jacket but had on a rock band t-shirt and jeans. Glasses covered his eyes but he looked so familiar.
"Yes i was told to come by here and talk to someone by the name of Charlie." He kept looking around the house and yard like he didn't want to be there, or maybe like he didn't belong there.
"I'm Charlie. What can i do for you? Who sent you?"
"Agent Coulson sent me. My name is Tony. I was told to come by and introduce my self."