Love at First Flight

Looking back at Emma, I motioned for her to follow me as I abruptly turned the corner. Just then an arrow flew right where I would have been if we had kept going straight. Emma looks at me wide-eyed as a deep male voice breaks the silence.
“Surrender!” the person yelled.
“In your dreams, asshole.” I yell back, turning the corner and throwing my knife at where their head is.
The short, light haired male ducked as his also light haired, tall partner threw a red, white, and blue shield at my knife making it bounce back towards me. Grabbing it mid-air, Emma came around and leaped at the taller of the two. He fell backwards, surprised, as his partner shot an arrow my way.
Catching the arrow and breaking it in two, I sauntered towards him as a look of terror briefly flashed across his face before he composed himself and grabbed another arrow, this time aiming it at my head.
“Still feeling cocky?” he questioned with a sly smirk on his face.
“Try me.” I replied matching his grin with my own. Getting into position, he aimed the arrow at my head but before he could shoot it, the taller man's shield went flying at his back.
“This is why you’re not allowed to go on missions alone,” Emma stated, aiming her laser gun at the american flag’s heart so he wouldn’t move, “you always say stupid things and almost get yourself killed!”
“Shut up!” I growled as Katniss raised his bow, aiming again to shoot, revealing a shield badge under his jacket.
“How did you get that?” I asked menacingly, grabbing my gun and pointing it at his chest as I walked towards him until our faces were nearly touching.
“Get what?” he responded in a monotone voice, eyes like slits glaring at me.
“This.” I said, swiftly grabbing the badge and tossing it at Emma. She caught it and flipped it open.
“Give it back!” the man growled, leaping at me.
Stepping aside, I watched him fall to the ground and before he could get up I put my foot on his back, holding him down.
“What’s up with you and having to be on top?” Emma asked jokingly as she threw the badge back at me, “I think it’s real by the way.”
“It runs in the family.” I responded as I looked the badge over; it did look real.
I gave Emma a look before hitting my com and asking for Fury.
“Yes Agent Stark?” he asked humorlessly.
“Nick, my dear, one thing...” I started in a monotone voice before screaming, “WHO ARE THESE GUYS AND WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING HERE?”
“They are agents and they are on a mission. It’s simple really.” he said, ending the conversation.
I couldn’t even talk I was so upset, so I told Emma they were agents and walked off growling profanities under my breath.
“Um, yeah, sorry about that...” I heard Emma say as she put her guns away and helped steroid up, “she has some unresolved issues.”
Robin Hood stood up, put his bow away and started walking towards me.
“Umm, where are you going?” I heard Emma ask.
“To get my badge.” he grumbled as I turned around and he right ran into me.
“Well hello there.” I sarcastically say, smirking at him as all of the sudden he pins me to the ground.
“Give me my badge.” he says in a low voice, his face so close to mine that I can feel his breath against my skin, momentarily stunning me.
“Umm...” I respond dazedly.
“WOO! Is it hot in here or is it just me?” Emma yells in the background breaking the moment and making everything awkward.
I throw the badge at his chest and snake out from under him and walk over to Emma. Her and the man in red, white, and blue were standing there awkwardly trying not to make eye contact.
“Come on losers, let’s go.” I said, winking at Emma and walking towards our car.
“Are we all going together?” the taller man asked, looking between Emma and I.
“Yeah, I guess. There’s no point in us going in two different cars.” I replied, shrugging.
“Okay, you can drive.” he said, throwing me the keys. I looked at him awkwardly before turning to Emma and throwing them to her. I'm not allowed to drive.
He looked at me questionably as the other guy, Barton I read his name was, caught up to us.
“Let’s go.” Barton said, brushing past me as he proceeded to the car.
“I call shotgun.” I yelled, opening the door to the passenger seat and getting in.
“I think, um, what’s your name?” Emma started to say but cut herself off when she remembered that she didn’t know the tall guy’s name.
“I’m Steve, Steve Rodgers.” he said as I gasped and Emma looked at me wide-eyed.
“As in Captain America?” Emma asked quietly.
“Yes ma’am.” He responded as she gulped and I laughed and moved into the back seat.
“Oh this will be good.” I said, as Barton slid in next to me. We were silent for most of the ride there; Emma watching the road, Steve watching her, and Barton and I trying not to look at each other more than needed.
Once we were about ten minutes away Barton sighed and turned towards me.
“So are you Stark’ mistress or something?”” he asked, bored of the silence.
Emma tried to stifle her laugh as I turned and glared at him before replying sarcastically, “yes, I am.”
“Figured. Stark always scoops the young pretty ones up.” he said.
From the front seat, Emma couldn’t control her laughter as we pulled up to the front of SHIELD headquarters. She parked the car up front and got out, throwing the keys to a busboy who was standing by the front doors.
“So you aren’t Stark’s, ummm, mistress?” Steve asked awkwardly as the rest of us got out of the car and started to the front door following Emma.
“You’ll see.” I replied, smirking, as Emma and I shared a look while walking through the doors.
“That doesn’t sound good.” Clint mused as the door whacked him in the face; he didn’t realize that I hadn’t held it for him.
“Ow!” he yelled as Steve, Emma, and I kept on going, leaving Barton in the dust.

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