Tony smiled widely at me. "Hey, you're up!"

"Apparently so." I murmured, looking around at them all. Steve met my gaze briefly before dropping his eyes to the table in front of him. Bruce stood up and made his way over to me, pushing his glasses up his nose.

"How do you feel?"

"Better." I admitted, finally lifting the corners of my mouth into a tiny smile, which he returned, offering me his seat.

"Claire, these are two other members of our team you haven't met yet." He said, motioning to the two people beside me.

"Natasha." The red-head female who shot me an encouraging smile.

"Clint." He reached out a hand for me to shake. Wearily, I accepted it, and had my hand pumped up and down vigorously for a few moments before I managed to detach myself.

"It's nice to meet you both."

"So, Claire." Bruce said, drawing my attention back to him. "You feel dizzy or sick?"

I shook my head.

"Any numbness? Shortness of breath?"

Another head shake.

"Feel weird at all?"

I shrugged, "I feel pretty OK."

"Can we tell her now?" Tony asked, shooting Bruce a grin. Bruce scrunched up his nose and looked at me for a few more moments before shrugging. "I can't see why not." He shot me a look, "If you're up for a story, that is."

I shrugged and nodded silently, feeling incredibly self conscious around this group of strangers who seemed to know more about me than I did.

Tony gave a long, luxurious stretch and smirked at me. "Now Claire, honey, do we have the fairy tale of a lifetime to tell you..."

---

Sunlight was filtering gently through my curtains, bathing an unfamiliar room in golden light. I looked around groggily.

"Ah, Claire." Bruce walked over, smiling brightly, "You're awake. Pardon the change of scenery, but I thought you'd prefer your own room instead of the lab."

I nodded gratefully and looked around. The room was a pale cream color. In fact, everything in it, right down to the clothes hanging in the open closet, was cream. I pulled a face, but thanked him. It was better than the lab.

"You fell asleep last night after Tony explained everything to you." Bruce told me with a twinkle in his eye. "Seriously, one minute you were nodding along, completely alert, and the next you were fast asleep. Steve had to carry you in here because you wouldn't wake up."

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks at the mention of the blue eyed beauty from last night. I wasn't quite sure how comfortable I was with someone that attractive carrying my unconscious body through an unfamiliar building.

"I heard my name?" Right on cue, Steve poked his head around the door frame and flashed me an instantaneous on-off smile, which took me aback.

"Steve. I was just telling Claire what happened last night." Bruce said, walking past and calling over his shoulder for me to meet him in the training room in an hour. This left me with Steve, alone, and an awkward silence fell over us for a few moments.

"You were pretty out of it." He told me, rubbing the back of his neck.

"So I've heard." I laughed and swung my legs out of bed, before glancing down and realizing how little I was wearing. Someone had taken off the pants and shoes I'd been wearing, leaving me in only a t-shirt and panties. When I looked back up to Steve he was avoiding my gaze, a dark blush creeping up his cheeks.

"Uh... Steve?" I asked, pulling the duvet around me. "Do you mind grabbing those pants from over there?"

"Uh... Yeah, sure..." Avoiding looking at me, Steve crossed the room and grabbed a pair of cream trousers from the closet, throwing them to me. A thought crossed my mind as I caught them.

"Wait... Did you...?"

The blush said it all.

"Tony said I had to make you more comfortable." He explained quietly, and I smiled gently. God, he was more embarrassed than I was.

"Well thank you," I said kindly. "I slept like a rock, so you obviously did something right."

He glanced up, looking almost surprised, and smiled broadly, before excusing himself and allowing me to get dressed.

---

"Tony!" I jogged to catch up to his back as I came out of my room. He turned to face me and nodded, taking in my outfit with a grimace.

"Claire, kiddo." he pulled a face, "We've got to get you out of those clothes."

I followed him through the SHIELD corridors, coming to a large, dark room with a tall ceiling. He flicked a few switches and the lights came on, bathing me in a white glow.

"Welcome to the Wardrobe." he swung his arms out, motioning to the room. "Pretty neat, huh?"

"Pretty neat." I agreed.

"So, find some clothes in your size, and report back to me to get you out of those over sized hospital gowns." Tony gave me a small shove further into the room. "Run along and enjoy yourself now kid."