The group of pencil pushers stared at the Captain, even Sharon got to her feet wanting to hear what had happened to the shooter and what his ties could be with the people who bombed S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Knowing what it’s like to be on the other side of a stare down, Sharon softened her face to make it look like one of comfort and reassurance. Whether the Captain had good news or bad news, she wanted to make sure that he knew that she was on his side and not someone who would judge him if something did go wrong.

When Captain said that the shooter got away, everyone’s faces changed but hers. She kept that ‘I believe in you and everything will be okay’ look on her face. She wasn’t sure if that meant anything to him but she knew her feelings towards the situation was true. If the shooter did get away, that means there was something very different about him, and that different was something that really should be noted. The conversation between the men going back and forth caused her and the group’s heads to turn form one person to another and when the mention of relocation came up, no one really knew how to answer. In fact, all gazes except for Sharon’s fell to the floor.

Then those words came up… [i]Stark Towers[/i] a chill moved through her as Tony landed next to them and removed his helmet to explain his situation that he’d be able to house the team while the building was being rebuilt. If there was one thing for certain, it was that Stark Towers would be the next safest place for S.H.I.E.L.D. to move to, another thing was for certain… Sharon was not going to like it there. 

“As much as I’d rather not take that offer… it’s the only option we have. “ Director Fury said before turning to the group of people that had begun to crowd around the three. “Tomorrow, you all will report for work at Stark Towers. I’m sure Mister Stark will have everything set up by the time you get in to be able to return to your regular jobs.”

“And drinks.” Tony said encouragingly glancing over at Sharon for a moment longer than everyone else before closing the mask. “But if you’ll excuse me, I really should go get a few things touched up at Stark Towers before everyone arrives. Good bye.” With that, he took off leaving the group there.

Later on in the evening Sharon was at her home, she had gotten back before Steve returned home but as an invite for him to come in, she left her front door open. In a white tank top and a pair of dark blue jeans, she sat on her couch attempting to wrap her arm without help. The problem was the shot was hit on her right arm and attempting to wrap with her left hand and using her chin as some form of holding tool. To say the least, it wasn’t working out so well and the faces she was making weren’t the most flattering. In fact she probably looked a bit stupid doing them but hey, she was trying!