Living with the Avengers

“I’M BEING WHAT?!” Sher yelled as she gawked at her boss, Nick Fury, as he paced in front of her, his face remaining calm despite his best agent’s anger.

“For the last time agent Watts, you’re going to be transferred to the Avengers HQ to work alongside Mr Stark on his latest project, not to mention your ‘talents’ could be of use to them.” She was lost for words, Sher Watts was the (quoted from Nick Fury himself) best mind around and most reliable agent third to Coulson and Hill in the agency. Sher couldn’t believe he was giving her up to someone like Tony Stark.

“Why do I have to work with Tony? I’m part of S.H.I.E.L.D’s data team; I’m not someone’s lap dog, I work for myself and you Mr Fury, not that bombastic billionaire.” The raven haired woman huffed as she folded her arms defiantly, Nick sighed and sat down, he spoke to her again, his tone fueled with slight anger towards her famous stubbornness.

“This is not up for discussion Agent Watts, you are being transferred. No ifs, ands or buts.” Sher stood up roughly and paced out of the room frowning, not even waiting to be dismissed by her boss.

The rest of the evening was spent alone in the training room slicing up training dummies with swords, firing guns at targets and punching holes in punching bags. Everyone was warned by Hill to avoid the room at all costs; she’d been known to kill her own comrades if they got on the wrong side of her, and news of her having telekinesis and teleportation got around quicker than a wild fire when Sher’d first stared the job.

“Just my luck! I get transferred to Tony bloody Stark!” She screamed as she roundhouse kicked the bag and flung it off the hook and into a wall. The silence was interrupted by a quiet knock on the door, she knew the only agent with enough guts to annoy her during her stress relief. She stood up to compose herself and called out.

“Come in Agent Ward!” The door was opened and the man in question strode in, he grabbed some tape and bandaged his knuckles.

“Heard you were getting transferred, Sherlock.” He said as he started punching a dummy, Sher chuckled with her thick British accent at the use of her nickname and went behind the dummy and braced it to Grant could punch it properly.

“You could say that…but Stark, why him?” Despite Sher being a cold hearted person all round she and Grant were old friends back when Coulson used to be her boss, then she got promoted to Fury and moved to the Helicarrier, only seeing agent Ward when his group docked the plane.

“Don’t know...maybe Fury finally had enough of you playing tennis in his office while he’s on deck.” Sher shrugged.

“Maybe…I really don’t wanna go.” Grant stopped punching and straightened up, now towering over Sher, not only her psychopathic nature being famous but her shortness also having an effect on her career.

“Give him a chance, Sherlock. I heard he’s a good guy once you get past his er…”

“Ego?”

“I was going to say PA, wife, girlfriend person. But yeah, that also.” Sher and Grant both started chuckling. Soon it was late and Sher retired to her room, saying a final goodbye to everyone and began to pack for the hell that awaited her the next morning.
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“Agent Sher Watts, I’d like to meet Mr Tony Stark.” Furry introduced the two to each other as they stood on the runway, Sher shook Tony’s hand.

“My pleasure Mr Stark.” Tony shook his head and removed the sun glasses that covered his eyes.

“No, Ms Watts, the pleasure is all mine.” As the two of then started talking Furry walked off, Hill stood beside him as they watched them both.

“You really want to give up your best agent to Stark, Sir? I mean, we call her Sherlock smart ass Holmes for a reason.” She asked as the man chuckled slightly and put his hands into his coat pocket.

“She’ll get along with the avengers I hope, maybe even save the world.” He muttered as he watched her get into the black limo and drive off.
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“Did you miss me?!” Tony yelled as he walked into the living room of Avengers HQ with Sher towing reluctantly behind, everyone in the room turned to look at you both.

“I’d like you all to meet Ms Sherlock Watts, my new PA!” The man said rather happily as you glared at him, you pushed past him a coughed awkwardly.

“It’s Sher Watts, not er…Sherlock.” She sat down on the sofa next to a man he presumed was Thor Odinson, she regretted it when her hit her on the back friendly but at the same time almost knocking her off the sofa.

“Welcome to our home Sher, daughter of Watts.” His voice boomed loudly as Sher awkwardly smiled, she looked at the others as Tony sat on a chair.

“Yeah, hope you can deal with all this.” A woman she presumed was Pepper Potts walked into the room holding a cup of steaming coffee, she perched on the armrest of Tony’s chair.

“So do I.” Sher replied.

“Introductions are in order.” Thor exclaimed as Tony laughed.

“Yes…ok, I’m Tony Stark , Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist and this is my wife Pepper. This is Thor,” He pointed towards the strangely dressed man beside her.

“Demi-god and all round weirdo, had one hell of a swing though.” Sher smiled slightly.

“His even weirder brother is lurking around somewhere, has a really interesting story actually, and next is Natasha Rohmanoff, really badass assassin, scary a hell.” He pointed towards a red head as she smirked slightly.

“Glad you think that way…” She muttered, clearing his throat, Tony continued.

“Next is her boyfriend Hawkboy, Clint Barton, good aim, most anti-social man I’ve ever met.” The man next to Natasha glared at the billionaire.

“Then is Bruce Banner, worst anger issues but best scientist I have the pleasure of knowing.” The man with glasses nodded towards Sher as she smiled slightly.

“Then finally to conclude our Avergers run through is the 90 year old capsicle that is Steve Rodgers.” The blonde frowned but held out his hand for Sher to take as she smiled.

“Glad to meet you ma’am.” Sher nodded.

'I can tell this is going to be interesting..' Sher thought to herself.

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