AN: Hello and good day to everyone. Starting, many thanks to my Beta MegaDiary123. I am very happy to announce that we are back on track, with our usual 2 chapters per week :) Please, enjoy...

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Skye's POV

That same evening I found myself in the pirate's office. He was sitting behind his chair, his eye moving from side to side as he read the lines of the report that Jemma gave him earlier in the day. His glance would, more often than not, lift from behind the papers and observe me before continuing his meticulous reading. When I heard him sigh I knew he had finished reading and was processing all the new information.

"What's the verdict judge?" I asked, feeling more brave in front of the pirate than most would.

"You should respect me more Skye, I am the director after all. Not to mention the head of a huge organisation" his tone was his classic carefree one.

"I can't help it" I admitted. "It's not that I don't respect you, you just give those… vibes. A feeling that I can get away with calling you names. So, what do you have to say, pirate?"

He actually scoffed and a triumphant smile formed on my face. "I say… that you need training" he replied folding his hands in front of his face in a serious manner. "And I would really appreciate it if you stopped hacking into S.H.I.E.L.D. from now on" his voice let me know that this was more or less an order. I opened my mouth to talk back, but he lifted a finger to suss me. "You being here is still highly classified. It is not just for you anymore. You being here affects Romanoff and other people as well, so until further notice you are to remain in this facility. You will find that there is everything you need here. Now, for the hacking part, I have had enough of you getting into my servers. So, what do I have to do to keep you out?"

"Me being restrained in this facility also limits my contact with the outside world?" I asked and received a head title as a reply. "I don't mind being here, being somewhere so stable, let's say" I tried to elaborate. "But, will I be able to contact people outside of this facility. I am guessing that Natasha won't be bound here, having to go on missions and stuff. So if she is not here, will I be allowed to contact her? Her, among others who aren't S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and keeping whats happening a secret given that its classified"

I saw him analyse what he had just heard, but only for a few seconds before he replied with confidence. He was sharp as a knife, and given his position in the organisation I could totally see why. "I am guessing you are referring to Ms. Potts. Yes, you may contact her but Stark cannot know because we are all aware how big of a mouth he has"

It was my turn to scoff and a smile to appear on his face. "That doesn't even come close". After that I sat a little bit straighter in my chair getting more into a business mindset. "As for the hacking…" I started and Fury realised my change of sitting position. "I like to be kept in the light, knowing what's going on around me. It gives me a sense of security. Plus, your software is far too easy for me to bypass. I mean, if you had better software protection then it would be harder to get in there but…" I waved one of my hands in the air just to show the inevitability of me hacking in the system.

"What if you were to get a proper level clearance and help our team update our security walls?" He spoke so quickly after I finished that I knew he had this proposition in his mind since the beginning.

So that was his aim all along, wasn't it? "Taking a lesson from Tony, aren't we?" I playfully asked. The pirate just shrugged. "And what kind of level clearance would that be? I am most confident that I can get to pretty high level documents on my own. Your offer would have to suffice" I challenged, but I was speaking from experience, having read some of those highly classified documents before. Especially some of AC's missions. But the Avengers Initiative had escaped my grasp, so it made me wonder just how hidden this project truly was or how many more secrets did Fury have.

"Level appropriate to your level of training and capabilities" was his simple words.

I leaned back on the chair, thinking of the offer. Not that I was going to deny it on one hand, not that I really could on the other. But it gave me some satisfaction when I felt as if I had the upper hand, even if the was just an illusion. "Fair enough" I concluded and my eyebrows furrowed right after that. "You spoke about training a lot. Being here, and with these new powers… how, or rather who is going to train me?"

The smirk that appeared on Fury's face slightly confused me. "You know him pretty well and since he was the one to bring in Romanoff all these years ago, I saw it was only fitting that he would be your S.O." he nodded at the door. A cricking sound filled the silence, followed be someone's footsteps coming in.

I turned around, only to be met with the sight of Clint.

Without even thinking about it, I jumped off and bear hugged him, ignoring my throbbing ribs. He quickly returned the gesture, being more considerate of my injuries that I was with them. "Hey there Kid" he whispered in my ear, and I could practically hear the smile that he must have been wearing.

I let out a small laugh. "Hey, Old Guy" I replied just as I used to years ago.

He gently pushed me away, his eyes going up and down my form taking in everything. "Gosh, how you've grown" he exclaimed and ruffed my hand with his hand. "And grown taller from what I see" his tone was still his characteristic teasing one.

"Stop it Clinton" I replied and brushed his palm away.

"Clinton, huh?" He stepped a bit further back and wrapped his fingers on his chin as if in thought. "Then, I guess, I can't let the other person who is dying to see you come in. Sorry" he said and made a move to walk out of the room. He hadn't even made a couple of steps before I playfully hit him on the bicep. "Fine, fine" he threw his hands in the air and made way for the other person to walk in the room.

"Hello Skye" the guy who I had grown to see as a father walked in.

"AC" I softy said and our hug had a completely different feeling than the one that I shared with Legolas just moments ago.

"How have you been?" Coulson asked as he withdrew from the embrace.

"Could have been better to be honest" I said back, smirking at the same time. "How about you?" I gently brushed his shoulder. "I read you've been all over the world"

He lifted his hand and brushed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Well, yeah. I've been to places" he started and lifted his gaze and met the stern one that Fury send him. So, he straightened his back and cleared his throat. I had a really hard time not rolling my eyes. "But, we can talk about this another time" he spoke and his tone was more professional than before.

"Right…" I said dragging the word and earned a small laugh coming from Clint's side. "So, Clint is going to be my S.O.?" I asked looking between the person of interest and the director. Once I got a nod from both of them I continued. "Where does that lead us?"

"Why, of course…" Fury replied and folded his fingers, placing his palms on the desk in front of him. "…you train" he said as if it was just as simple as that.

~ About 1 year later ~

"Are we done yet?" I asked after sending my vibrations to a building, making it collapse. I had lost account of the building that my powers had destroyed long ago. I straightened my back and rubbed my hands which had started itching from the extensive use of my powers.

Hill picked up on my discomfort and furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you in pain?" She questioned and came closer to examine my arms.

"Not really" I said while removing the gauntlets that S.H.I.E.L.D. scientists had created. "I started feeling it though".

The agent started looking at my hands and poking at various places, while registering my reaction. Seeing that I was not, indeed, in any pain and that I was not just putting a strong front she took a few steps back and wrote down the progress on her tablet. "I think that this should be enough for now. We wouldn't want to risk it. Plus, making you reach your limit isn't the purpose of today's exercises". She then cleared her throat. She started walking away and waved her hand, signalling me to follow her.

"So… how did I do?" I asked with a playful note in my voice. I tried to peek at the tablet but she, immediately, switched it off. "Not fair. I know I did better than last time, at least I think I do, so what's the point of hiding my score?"

"Scores serve as a mental barrier. When you don't know your score and just push yourself to the maximum of your ability every time it's easier to get better faster" she simply replied.

We walked towards the car that we came here with and got in. I guessed this was the end of today's session then. Since my powers could be used in a destructive level, we would sometimes travel to secure locations where I would have building and buildings to bring down, testing my limits, control and other factors. But, even if the location was classified I knew that it had to be somewhere removed enough so that I wouldn't accidentally cause an earthquake to a city, or even a town. And the long drive to get there was all the proof that I needed.

"So, that's why you would never tell me my scores while in the Academy?" I resumed the conversation while we buckled our seatbelts. The scoff that I heard from the driver's seat was all the answer that I was looking for. "You didn't expect to reveal this to me, did you?" I asked and the smile that was on my face could clearly be heard on my voice.

"Shut it, rookie. Or I'll have you run laps when we get back" she replied half serious, half joking.

Or so I thought and didn't really want to risk it. "Yes ma'am. Why were you training with me again?" Clint was my official trainer and S.O. and, up to that day, every time that we trained together he was on the sidelines as well.

"Another important side of being an agent is to take orders by multiple people. Also, training with some of your commanding officers allows both to know each other better and this is very beneficial when it comes to going out in the field" she stopped talking and the only sound in the car was the radio playing. I guessed she wasn't going to say anything else because of the long pause, but I guess I was wrong. "It's also nice to catch up with you" she said softly and I turned to look at her face which was relaxed, albeit serious. A small smile played at the corners of her mouth. "I am really proud of how much you have improved this past year and comparing from my experience when we were at the Academy"

This brought a gentle smile on my face. "Thank you" I replied sincerely. "It means a lot".

Agents would often judge the 'Commander', as it was the name that Hill had earned for herself among the lower level agents. True, she did everything by the book and would be strict about the rules. She also did not fear to say what was on her mind to everyone, including Fury, without caring much about the consequences if she thought that she was right. All these, along with the fact the she got quite high in the ranks of the organisation in a short period of time, especially since she was an instructor at the Academy beforehand, had many people underestimating or not respecting her.

And, in the same terms, people would think of her as someone who acted almost robotically and had no feelings. But I knew better than most. And after getting a praise like that only made me want to learn more about her. I would like to think that we had a good relationship while I was in the Academy and though we had never been too close, I did feel at ease when I was with her. After all the bumps that we had at the beginning, we had reached a point of mutual understanding. I wouldn't mind getting back into that mindset with her once again, and I truly believed that she could use a friend and I wouldn't mind being that person.

"Is there anything you want to talk about?" I asked.

My question was quite rough and I saw her turning her head slightly to look at me, before redirecting her eyes to the road ahead and making sure we wouldn't crash anywhere. A laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head.

I could feel the air lighten up in the car and I knew that the journey back at the base would not be a boring one.