Sharon was ready to kick some butt because these guys really screwed up her day and made her lose her glasses; now before she went home she’d have to by new pair before she got home. [i]I lost them. That should be the best excuse, if he asks for more detail I suppose I’ll just tell him I lost them while running.[/i] A small sigh left her as she mentally thought about lying to Steve. She didn’t like the idea and really hasn’t lied to him yet. Hm, she needed to talk to Fury and get a bit more detail of why she was watching Steve Rogers in the first place.

Taking a deep breathe she rose up the gun and pulled herself from wall and aimed at the figure coming around the corner. To say the least, she was a bit star struck to see that Captain America himself had come after her. Thee Captain America was here. Her gun slowly lowered as he lowered his shield, thank goodness he didn’t throw it; that could have hurt, not only would she have to explain a shield bash along with the rope burns against her wrists and ankles. Stupid rope now she had wear something that would make them not visible.

“Captain.” She said with a bit of disbelief in her voice as she lowered her gun. “I’m sorry they sent you, I had everything under control.” A nod left her as she lowered her gun, her piercing blue eyes scanned the area, they needed to get out of her and soon. “Sir we need to get going. The sooner we can get out of here, the better.” With that she started down the hall before stopping and turning around, he wasn’t following her. “Captain, we have to go. Come on, we’ll let the other’s take care of this. We have to get the package back to headquarters.” A standard Captain America tactic that everyone, even paper-pushers, knew was that he blocked the door that he came in from so she started towards the opposite direction from where he came from before turning to face him and question why he wasn’t moving.