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Hydration

Chapter #1: Prologue WARNING!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN CAPTIAN AMERICA THE WINTER SOLDIER, THOR THE DARK WORLD, AND AGENTS OF S.H.I. E.L.D YOU MIGHT BE SUBJECTED TO SPOILERS. Genre: Action, Romantic Rating: PG-13 Note: Rating is probably too high but there might be slightly higher rated content than a PG-8 would be. Newspaper articles, news stories, and events are all fictional or mostly fictional. Chapter Summary: Introduction to the characters and some back stories. Characters in order of how you meet them: Becka Mason, Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow), Steven Rogers (Captain America) Becka Mason It was a normal day for me. I was sitting in my room playing halo on my newly purchased Xbox, listening to soundtracks for my all time favourite musical Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat, and thinking about my uncle. Life had not been as normal as it used to be ever since Uncle Phil died. My uncle Phil had worked as an official secretary for government security. Even though he had passed on just over two years ago, I have been incomplete ever since; and even though I had seen his dead body at his funeral I still did not believe that I had lost him. One thing was different about today though, in only a few hours one of my uncle’s very best “friends” was going to pick me up and take me to where they used to work together. At first my parents were reluctant to let their 15 year old daughter off with a man they had never met before, but since I was extremely close to my uncle, they finally agreed. Three hours later the man who was supposed to pick me up “arrived”. Except it was not a male who had come, no, it was a young red headed female in an exceedingly expensive car. When she exited the car I was giving her a questioning look and invited her inside. “I would love to see your house and I do need to talk to your parents, but we have to get to the air port in an hour and it took me forty minutes to get here so I will have to be fast. Now go get your stuff.” The lady said referring to the time it takes to get to my far away farm in the country. I pulled my small bag that was packed for a three day vacation into the living room. As soon as I entered I was informed that the trip will be a little longer than expected, I was going to be away till September and it was March. I wasn’t told why but I accepted the offer and quickly gathered all my clothes, then scurrying off into the fancy car I kissed my parents goodbye. I was gone. Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) My mission was simple, retrieve the young lady from Canada, and bring her back to headquarters to meet with Director Fury. There were small complications such as getting the parents to agree to let their only daughter who was only 15 to leave their care for over 6 months. Also doing this and still managing to keep the real reason they were retrieving her secret. I was good at doing these sorts of things though, it was my specialty. I had been able to gain knowledge of a Russian spy’s plan without him even realizing it. I had arrived at the young lady’s house and when she saw me she looked surprised. “I was expecting a man.” She said abruptly, “The one who had spoken to me on the phone two weeks ago, he said that he would be coming to get me.” The confusion in her eyes seemed clear. “Well, you see Mr. Fury had an appointment and I had to come and escort you to New Mexico.” After she accepted this she had invited me inside. We only had a short time until we had to be back at the airport to jump on the plane that would take us to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, but it was just enough to get her parents to agree to let her go. On the drive to the airport both of us wouldn’t talk. I was willing to speak whenever I was provoked but to strike up a conversation with a fifteen year old, I hadn’t done that in 10 years. It was all right though. Long drives were best taken with silence. Becka had broken the silence only for a moment asking if she could turn on the radio. She turned it on to a country station and that was all we heard until we got to the airport. Steve Rogers (Captain America) Growing weary with waiting for Natasha I continued to read an appealing article in the Edmonton Journal about their hockey team, the Oil Kings, winning their biggest game of the season. Since I was still catching up on what the world was about, I found it useful to read various newspapers from multiple towns. Even though I was intrigued with this story it was still quite tiresome having to wait a few hours for Natasha and a girl who I had just found out was named Becka. I had no idea why we were picking her up, and how Fury even knew about her, but never the less I was awaiting two women that I would escort back to headquarters in this very large private jet. Natasha was just pulling up when the engine of the plane roared to life. Running toward the plane Natasha had pulled Becka in front of her and I pulled her up into the plane, and then proceeded to help Natasha up. We flew over Niagara Falls and continued for the next hour and ten minutes until we finally landed in one of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s private runways. The whole ride was silent except for the five minutes it took for Becka to locate the bathrooms and come back to find us, in which Natasha and I talked about our guest; neither of us knowing her back story or why she was with us. “Why do you think that Fury requested us to pick her up?” I simply questioned knowing that even if Natasha knew she probably would lie about it. “Honestly Steve, I have no idea. I mean Fury tells us that this is a simple op, it requires no knowledge in reasons why she is coming out here, or who she really is. All he told me was that we will find out what we need when the time is right.” Confused we thought up multiple scenarios, we laughed with some and thought deeply about others. We still would not be able to know what Fury was up to, or why.

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Table of Contents

Prologe
Chapter 1
Welcome To S.H.I.E.L.D.
Chapter 2
Time To Begin
Chapter 3
Meet And Greet
Chapter 4
The Return
Chapter 5

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Chapter Summary: Becka gets to see Phil again. The only catch is that they can’t show anyone that they are related.

Characters in order of how you meet them: Becka Mason, Agent Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow), Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Becka Mason

Looking out the small window of the train I am reminded of how my home looked. Seeing the trees and the grass almost made me want to cry as I sent off the letters I had written to my parents and friends. Ah to feel the sun on your neck while reading a book outside was only a dream for me now, a distant memory fading with time. I was beginning to feel more comfortable with Captain America. I had started calling him Mr. Rogers, which was funny since that was the name of a TV show I used to watch when I was little, but he insisted I call him Steve. Since I was rooming with him in a very small room on a train I attempted to say out of his way and keep as quiet as possible, but the truth was the silence was killing me. Steve and I talked maybe twice a day which was much less than I was used to considering I went to school every day and was in Drama and Musical Theatre.

One thing I really hated though was the fact that I had no idea where we were but for one thing I knew it was not Alaska like I told my parents. I did not like having to lie to my parents. We were very open with each other. I missed them and was not going to see them for another six months. I also missed my best friends Sara and Diana, who were rehearsing for drama right now at home. Not being able to text them was agony because they could always encourage me to be more bold or help me get a conversation going with someone I was not comfortable talking to. For the meantime I was just going to have to sit in silence, not talking, or looking at Steve for another few days until we got to wherever we are going. All I knew about this “mission” is that I was going to see my uncle Phil and I only learnt about this because I got a phone call from Nick Fury “I am glad to tell you this, you are going to get to see your uncle in a few days when you get to your location. The mission was to retrieve him and bring him back to HQ. The only catch is that you can not reveal that you are related to him under any circumstances on the way back.” Nick said with power. I had agreed, and then we hung up.

Agent Phil Coulson

Seeing my niece, Becka, again would have been great, except for the fact that I could not show that I knew her at all. I could know of her but I was not supposed to personally know her. This I hoped would not be an issue for me, as I really wanted to give her a hug and tell her I was okay. She was family, and for the most part I loved her more than anything I could ever think of. She reminded me of family, comfort, and security, three things that I have not been around in a while. I was excited to see her again but I was also a little sad, she thought I was dead; I hurt her by not letting her know I was okay.  In only a few hours I would see the only family who knew my secret.

Natasha had pulled it together by the time we got to the train station where we were meeting up with Rogers and Becka. I on the other hand was beginning to lose my control as I saw Becka standing tall with just a glimmer of tears in her eyes. As we boarding we each got our own rooms, which made the perfect opportunity for me to tell everyone I was going to talk to the new girl.

“Come in. It’s open.” Becka said as I knocked. As soon as I entered her room she ran into my arms and let out the tears that I had seen pooling in her eyes at the station. It was good to see her again. Being the only family I had seen in about five years.

“I missed you.” I whispered softly.  This was one day where I could hardly compose myself to go eat dinner with the rest of the team. “Are you going to eat dinner with us or order in here?” I asked.

“I think I will stay here for now and just get some rest. I am not really that hungry right now anyways.”

“Okay I will see you tomorrow. Have a good sleep Becka.”

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

“Did you have any idea that it was him?” Steve asked plainly.

“No, I didn’t have a clue, and the worst part was on the plane here I broke. Seriously I had to excuse myself to go and regain my integrity. I don’t even know why I broke. I had accepted his death and had moved on. I don’t know what had brought on the tears.” I told him, I knew I could trust him with anything. That was one good thing with having a friend from the 1940’s.

Just as Steve told me “Sometimes we all need to do it. I almost broke seeing Coulson.”  Coulson walked in. As we talked I felt as if someone was watching me. Nonchalantly I looked around as if admiring the train and the experience, I saw three guys with guns sitting at the table to our left, four armed on our right, and one at the entrance to the car. “We have company.” I whispered to Steve and Coulson as I bobbed my head around, as if I was stretching my neck. Just then the couple sitting behind us left and it was only us and the eight.

Standing up to go wash my hands, I walked slowly to the guy standing at the entrance. “Excuse me.” he didn’t move, I tried again but instead I saw in the reflection of a painting that we were being surrounded by no less than ten other armed men. The one I was talking to went to grab my arm but I countered and pushed him to the ground. All at once all ten men attacked us and the whole cable car erupted into punches, kicks, and gunshots.