EasilyAmused

Doctor? Doctor Who?

“Hmmm….” The Doctor said as he listened to her closely. So it had been around a long time, since the young woman didn’t seem too old. He scratched the back of his head in thought as he slid his other hand into his pocket. “Interesting… very interesting…” The young man’s mind was a buzz. If her ‘friend’ was what he thought it was than it wouldn’t make much sense for the creature to want that was in the box. Besides, he was more curious on how the creature got a hold of what was in the box. Damn if he could just get that box from her all of this could be figured out rather quickly. But a pick up line of ‘hey why don’t you bring that box with you to my spaceship and we’ll analyze it together.’ Well… maybe he could.

His blue eyes flicked to his right looking at her again. Maybe she would like something like that. She seemed to jump at chance to get to see something that no one else had ever seen. But was she completely dedicated to taking it her friend? Or could a young charming man like himself offer her something more and save the poor alien the embarrassment of blowing his cover when he wasn’t really doing anything wrong. “So.” He began slipping his over hand into his pocket and running around, walking backwards so he could look at her in the face. “You seem to be rather interested in seeing things that no one else has ever seen. If I could offer you that and the box never left your hands would you be willing to take a detour? Shouldn’t take more than ten minutes.” He gave her an innocent yet charming expression; had he lost his charm as his fine lips curled into a coy tempting smile; or was she not going to bite?

SinfulSkills and TaintedKiss

She shows up at his door with bags and waking him up from a lazy sleepy day… and she expects chivalry. Ha! Funny girl, especially from someone as sleepy as Jett; had she not turned him towards the table, he would have continued to bounce around his kitchen like a slow moving pinball in a machine. Upon her directional turning he stumbled over to his table and sat down in a slump, his arms hanging by his side and his head falling forward, forehead hitting the table with a small thud which was followed by an instant groan of dislike. Obviously Jett was not a morning person; especially after only a few hours of daytime sleep.

When she started to talk, Jett rolled his sleepy head to the side, leaving a single ear facing upward to hear her while his eyes remained closed. This was a killer and she expected him to be able to pay attention to what she was saying? Something about homeless, and because of her parents; half of him didn’t believe her, knowing her family well he knew that she was their crown jewel. Then again, the other half believed her; Vampire families weren’t all too forgiving on the word ‘no’ so for her to tell her parents that she wasn’t going to do something could easily seal her off from many things she could get as bonuses from her family. There was a small form of a thank you mixed in with a grunt as she place down the coffee cup and kissed him on the cheek. Though there was no movement from the near lifeless body of Jett until she ruffled his hair. That seemed to be enough queue for his body that he needed to sit up.

After taking a long drink of the coffee he placed the cup down on the table top before turning his half opened gaze to her. His large chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing as he attempted to process all she had said; basically the hamster had finally woken up and began to run on the wheel as he registered everything she was saying. Upon her saying that they would have fun together his sleepy head gave a shaky nod in agreement. They always got along and normally had a good time when they hung out with each other, but the idea of living with her was something he really had to process, even if he was still half asleep. Being half asleep for Jett was a lot like people being tipsy; he tended not to think before he spoke and lacked a filter for things that should not have been said. He’s been known to curse out his own mother when she called and woke him up to early. That was the reason why his mom now texted him and asked for him to call her when he was ready.

“So… let me get this straight…” His voice was a little less sleepy since his coffee was almost completely gone. Leaning forward he placed his elbows on the table his muscular arms flexing slightly as he did so. “Your parents kicked you out and made you be homeless, now you want to stay with me. You’ll pay rent, make me food and not get mad if I throw parties?” His face scrunched together in thought, making sure he’s covered all of his bases. Now that he was more awake he had a lot more of a clear mind… well as clear as it could be after only a single cup of coffee. “Well, there’s one problem. If Veronica finds out, she’s going to flip a lid and come after you. And she… well she hits hard. She’s put quite a few holes in some of the walls around the house when I told her ‘no’ about things… that woman can’t take a no so I doubt she’d be happy to find out my new roommate is a woman.”

Getting up from his seat he walked back to the island and poured himself another cup of coffee before venturing back to his seat and sitting down. “If you can handle her when she comes over to throw a fit then sure; you can stay but I don’t want to deal with the drama so I expect you to take care of it. Are we clear?” Obviously this was not negotiable because Jett was refusing to deal with the annoying situation that would arise when Veronica found out; and there was no way she wouldn’t… she’s just, one of those people. Simple as that.

Sleepy face

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Sharon was a smart girl; some of the highest test scores for S.H.I.E.L.D. and quite a few other tests as well. So figuring out how to tell someone who she really was should be a piece of cake. Unless you’ve developed a hint of feelings for them that could easily expand into more than just a playful crush. Now she was face to face with her neighbor she was having a crush on, who was her Aunt’s crush from over 70 years ago and was the symbol of freedom for all of America. Oh yeah, this should be simple…

The blonde banged her wet forehead lightly against the wall of the shower. How could she have been so stupid?! Why did it have to be Steve Rogers, who is Captain America, to be the one she had to look after? Why her?! Anyone else could have done it, but it had to be her! Nick Fury assigned her to it knowing who he was and who was within her family. Her head banged against the wall once more. This would be a lot simpler if she wasn’t crushing on him. But she had to tell him… she had to. She loved what she had with him as Sharon Carter but would like to be honest and open with him. God her crush was Captain America! It was her childhood all over again… expect she kissed him in her living room and at her door. That, was a bit different than childhood.

Letting out a long sigh she turned off the water after scrubbing herself clean with her cinnamon scenting bath wash and shampoo/conditioner. She climbed out of the shower wrapping her toned body in a towel and putting her hair up. Her glasses and everything lay on her bed as she stepped out of her bathroom and was about to head towards the open door. That was until she heard a knock on her front door and her body jerked in that direction, instantly walking towards the door out of curiosity on who could be there. When she got to the door was when the knock came again, this time louder and a call of her name echoed throughout her home. So, something that was unexpected to her and probably even more so to the man on the other side of the door, the blonde pulled it open without giving much thought to the fact that she was standing in just a towel, well two if you count the one in her hair, in the doorway. “Steve, just who I wanted to talk to…” Of course she cut herself off when she felt some of the water drip down from the towel around her head onto her shoulder and her face turned flaming red and she slammed the door in his face.

“For obvious reasons….” She called out, her voice filled with embarrassment and a small embarrassed laugh, “I need to change. Please count to five than let yourself in.” With that, the blonde hurried into the bedroom and changed in her outfit she had walked into the house with. Debating on pulling her hair back into a bun she left her hair up in the towel and slid the new glasses onto her face. God this was going to be hard; how… how to start.

Sighing softly she looked around, grabbing an item from her nightstand and holding it to her as she stepped outside to find Steve had made his way into her apartment. “Please sit.” She said softly gesturing to the couch. As they sat down together she turned to face him. “Tell me, do you recognize this person in the photo with me?” With that she handed him the photo she had taken from her bedroom. It was a picture of her and her aunt when her aunt was about seventy. Still young looking and spunky but with wrinkles and laugh lines showing that she had a good and happy life; her aunt still looked lovely even at her old age. Taking in a deep breathe Sharon said one simple statement, basically testing to see if the man behind the Captain America mask was really her Steve Rogers from next door. “That’s the woman I’ve been telling you about; that’s my aunt.”

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

The kiss was tender and wonderful, an inviting feeling after a couple months of fighting bad guys and running around in skin tight outfits. Though their kisses were never bad; some were ‘I want you now!’ kisses and others, much like this, were ‘I love you’ kisses. It’s funny how they had such a healthy mix of both in their lives and with their new found couples ‘hobby’, they were together almost all the time. As you can imagine, Lexi was very surprised that Peter hadn’t grown sick of her yet; then again, he should have grown sick of her long ago if that was the case. Though he probably felt the same way, but she could never feel sick of her Peter; not her Peter nor her Spider-Man.

“Sorry for what?” She asked curiosity and confusion flying over her face that was until she saw him bring up the snowball. She should have caught the fact that his eyes were twinkling with mischief but somehow he snuck it by her before putting it on her head. “Oh… oh really now…” She said as she brushed the crushed snow from her hair thankful she pulled it back into a pony tail when they left the restaurant. “Oh it’s on you. It’s on like donkey kong!” This would be interested considering they both had superpowers. Even though Peter had better senses when it came to predicting things, Lexi had become physically quicker due to her light wet and considering she throws the whips, her aim was dead on. Jumping back from him, she scooped up a ball and threw it, then rolled and in the process grabbed another ball and packed it before landing in a squatting position and throwing another one only seconds after the first. Oh this, this was going to be a battle for the ages, their childhood selves would be very impressed and highly proud.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

She opened her mouth to retort, ready to say that as long as she didn’t die than this person he was going after was going to be fine but it was cut short by the shouts of the men entering the room. Her heart jumped as she turned around to find Captain jumping in front of her and using that massive shield of his to block the bullets. Sharon too the blockage as a chance to fire with sniper-like accuracy. For the sake of the gun, she didn’t fire multiple times but took her time aiming and shooting. When he shouted to her to start stepping back she nodded as a response not once taking her eyes off of her targets as she began to step back further and further.

It wasn’t hard for Sharon to follow instructions. Her Aunt had taught her a lot about Captain America and the things it took to be agent so she was very good at taking directions; especially by someone she had such respect for like him. Firing, she covered him until he got to his shield. As he crotched she caught a glimpse of the man behind the mask and her heart nearly exploded from her chest in shock. Holy shit holy shit holy shit! I’VE BEEN BABYSITTING CAPTAIN AMERICA!!! Oh my god…. I KISSED MY AUNT’S LOVE! Have you ever had an inner conflict where you honestly didn’t know what to think or how to feel? Well best bet is that yours wasn’t half as bad as hers. She was hurt because she had no idea who she was living next to and would have loved to have that information. She was ashamed because she didn’t know how her aunt would react to something like this and she was majorly pissed off that Nick Fury didn’t tell her. Oh that man, that man, THAT MAN WAS GOING TO GET A PIECE OF HER MIND!

When she found that the men had ran out of bullets themselves she took off to track down the canister. It wasn’t long before she kicked open enough doors to find where they had put it. God this group was kind of dumb. Shrugging to herself she threw the canister into her bag and grabbed a second and third gun and a few loaded clips. She turned the corner from the room seeing Steve, yes Steve dressed in the Captain America outfit that was actually his, rounding the corner as well. In a swift motion she tossed him one of the new guns she had acquired and dueled up with the other two fully loaded and ready to go. The two started to run before coming to the end of a hallway with no way out. Before anything could be said, something started against the wall, a loud humming noise before the melt framework began to melt away. “What the…”

CRASH The melt square that was cut out fell inward nearly hitting the two, “Sorry about that, I can’t see through metal.” An arrogant coy voice said through a metal suite as swarms of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents few through the whole. “Agent 13, what a pleasant surprise, and Captain; always chasing after the pretty ones. Funny I didn’t know you liked blondes.”

This wasn’t good. She couldn’t stick around for long; it could blow her cover if she was exposed to the light instead of the dim light of the warehouse. “Mister Stark, can I take you up on that lift offer to get me back to headquarters. Director Fury needs this canister.” There wasn’t a hint of hesitation from her statement and Iron Man slipping his arm securely around her waist and taking off towards the sky. A yell of “Thank you Captain!” could be heard from the blonde over the jet powered nearly silent boots of Iron Man before he zoomed off with the blonde in his arm.

“So about that date…”

“No, I just needed a ride.”

“Come on Sharon, you know something’s there.”

“Something is a term I would never use again. You promised me a flight whenever I asked and I’m taking you up on it…”

“Oh I could take you on more than a flight if you’d let me.”

“I know you’re used to your smooth-talking to work but it’s not Stark just get me to Fury’s office, he’s going to have a taste of my boot up his ass.”

“Oh really? Now that sounds worth the flight, I’d like to watch.”

The blonde just rolled her eyes and Tony continued on asking her about the possibility of taking her out on a date; and as you can imagine he was met with retorts that he just laughed off and asked her in a different way.

Returning to S.H.I.E.L.D. Sharon stormed into Nick’s office, Tony hot on her heels ready to hear what was going down, unfortunately for him, the door shut and locked behind her as she kicked it shut with her foot and in a Tony-Like fashion he huffed and placed himself against the wall next to the door crossing his arms over his chest and staring down at his expensive running shoes.

“Captain America?! You had me babysitting Captain America?! When were you going to tell me?!” She shouted as she slammed the canister down on his desk.

“I don’t see why it’s an issue.”

“Excuse me?!” She snapped, probably for the first time in her life of knowing Nick Fury. “He was the love of my Aunt’s life, she was happy with her husband; sure but no one replaced Steve Rogers in her life. And now you’re wanting me to be the one to watch over him are you kidding me?!”

“I don’t see why it’s an issue, your aunt would want him to be happy and for you to be happy. Besides you’re just neighbors right…” Nick, of course, drug out the word right; urging her to agree with him in hopes that nothing was going on between the two. Because that would… complicate things.

Sharon stayed quiet for a moment, unsure of how to respond to that. If there wasn’t anything going on between them and there wouldn’t be any issues but there was, at least in her mind. “I’d like to cash in one of the ‘you owe me’ favors Nick.” This interested Fury to the point that he crossed his arms on top of his desk and leaned forward. She called him by his first name, something she never does and she’s cashing in one of the few ‘you owe me’ favors Nick ever gives out. Sure she holds about three but this was worth one of them. “I want your permission to tell him who I am.”

“Give up your cover?”

“Yes.”

“What do you think will happen?”

“We won’t know until we cross that bridge but I would like to, and I’d prefer to be the one to tell him.”

Nick stared up at her with his good eye for quite a while before hanging his head in a sense of defeat. After a minute of silence and the blonde staring him down he looked up from the table at her. “Fine.”

That was enough of an answer for Sharon as she left Fury’s office with a sense of victory. Stepping out the door she was caught by Tony who met in step with her poking and prodding her with questions about she talked to Fury about. Sharon actually stayed silent through the whole thing until she got outside. “Look I’m not saying anything Tony, sorry but it doesn’t concern you.”

“Then you’ll just have to tell me over dinner some time.”

All Sharon could do was roll her eyes as she flagged down a taxi. “Is that a yes than?” He asked as she shut the door and told the driver to take her home. With that Tony walked back inside the building heading straight for Director Fury’s office.

Sharon had the cab stop off at a local clothing store where she ran in and bought a pair of jeans and a goofy looking long sleeved shirt and a new set of glasses before climbing back into the cab as she put her hair up in a new hair tie and got back into the cab. Arriving home she let out a long sigh and climbed the stairs to her apartment where she unlocked the door and let herself inside. Shutting the door behind her she threw her bag onto her couch and chose to take a shower to get the grim of the day off. This, this could be a tough night.

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Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

"A girl taken?" She repeated. Did he honestly not know it was her? Geeze you'd think Captain America would be more in tune with what was going on around him. She was the only girl here and while she was one of Fury's favorites; she would be in a lot of trouble if she didn't return to the headquarters soon. "With all do respect sir she's fine, the sooner we get out of here the better." Continuing down the hallway she stopped; realizing he wasn't following her. Maybe he didn't believe that she was a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent. "Remember when you came into visit Doctor Banner in the lab? I was in the other room; I'm Agent 13, please Captain; trust me, let's go."

BANG the front door that he had blocked crashed open and echoed through the warehouse making the two aware that the crew, what was left of them, were making their way into the building. "Captain please." She begged in a harsh quiet tone. "We don't have time for argue about her; she's safe trust me now we have to get going!" As much as she didn't want to leave the Captain behind and inherently put a bad taste of who she is in his mouth, she was really running out of options. The canister needed to get back to S.H.I.E.L.D. And if he had had any communication with anyone back at headquarters, back up was on its way. And... Knowing her luck it was most likely Stark and he was not someone she wanted to deal with at the moment. Plus that shower sounded really nice. With that she started down the hallway, all business just like her aunt.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

His reaction was classic! That big shocked expression on Peter’s face was something she loved to see; and the funny thing is it took a lot to surprise Peter so seeing him react like that was always something that she really liked. Grinning from ear to ear, her face flushed red as he leaned his tall body across the table and kissed her on the cheek. He really was a wonderful guy and she couldn’t think of anything else she could do to show him that. Even though he went through hell at school and them walking the halls and holding hands weren’t the best incentive for the bullies to leave him alone, he could take care of himself and she saw that whenever she’d come out into the hallway and find a locker door on the floor. Poor Peter put up with so much crap that Lexi used it as motivation to be the light in his life.

The topic of Harry was a hard one for her, if he hadn’t gone crazy; she wouldn’t be in the seat she was with her powers because he infected her. A small sigh left her when Peter brought up the topic but she wasn’t going to let him go alone; even if it would be a bit awkward to begin with. He wasn’t too happy to find out that her and Peter were dating but he would have to get over it. A small smile moved across her lips as she admitted that she would go with him to see Harry; she owed it to their friendship to see him in his final moments… so sad.

The evening went well and the two ended up going out for a long walk around the city; their backpacks against their backs and hands interlocked with each other. Snow started to fall in New York City at Central Park where they were walking. It was nice to come back to a place that held such a dark moment for them but she didn’t care. She wanted to fill the place with good memories. As they went to the heart of the park Lexi stopped, her hands slowly traveled up Peter’s toned strong arms before her hands traveled up his neck and into his hair. “I love you Peter Parker. Happy three months.” She said sweetly to him as she leaned up and kissed him softly.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

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 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. 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.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

The team didn’t exactly know what they were getting into. Not only did they decide to open fire on Captain America, which every bad guy who’s ever faced him will tell you that’s a horrible thing to do, but they took Sharon Carter, a top Agent at S.H.I.E.L.D. As the blonde came to she found a light over her head, swinging and a few men pacing in front of her. Knowing better than to draw attention to her instantly she moved her wrists to find that she was tied behind her back, her arms pinned between her back and the back of chair, her ankles were tied together as well. Blinking she realized her hair was down and that they had removed to glasses from her face; maybe in an attempt to get her to not ‘see’ them very well. It’s too bad they only made her eyesight sharper.

Blinking again she looked up through her messy blonde hair to see the three men standing in the room talking to each other. As her mental state came to she realized they were talking about the canister she had retrieved but when they realized she had come to, they stopped talking and turned their attention to the blue eyed girl.

“What should we do with her?”

“Kill her.”

“Hold her for ransom.”

“What if she didn’t know?”

“She had to have, why else would she have been taking it from the original target?” Sharon, knowing full well anything she said could be held against her and would, kept her mouth shut.

“She looks better without the glasses.” The muscular brunette said as he closed the gap between them and ran a finger along her cheek, only to have her head jerk away in an expression of dislike. “Oh what’s the matter? Scared of being touched by a real man?”

Weighing her options she gave a snuff of distaste as a response. “Oh she doesn’t like that.”

“Oh she’ll learn to love it.” The man said in a dark fashion as he pulled back from Sharon.

Commotion started outside and a man ran inside saying something about someone being outside most likely looking for the girl. “You, stay in here; protect your new woman.” One of the men said sarcastically to the brunette before the two ran out.

“I have to use the bathroom.” Sharon said as soon as the door shut.

“What?”

“I have to use the bathroom, where is it?”

“I’m not falling for that.”

“Please, I’ll wet myself if I don’t go.”

“Fine then.” The man said in annoyance before he walked over to the corner of the store room and grabbed a bucket; sliding it to her he gave her a smirk. “There.”

“I can’t get my pants off.” She said in a flirtatious tone and as expected the man jumped on the bandwagon to help her. She awkwardly balanced herself on her tied ankles as he started to undo her jeans and pull them down. “My ankles.” She said innocently, “We can’t take off my pants without me being able to spread my legs.” God men were easy, expect for Steve; he seemed like he’d had more respect than this. As expected the man undid her ankles and as soon as he did, she gave him a quick kick to the head; knocking him out. “Seriously, can you get any easier?” With that she jumped over her arms, bring them in front of her before dashing to one of the storage shelves.

Soon she was free; she had cut of the jean legs turning them into shorts for easier maneuvering and shoved them into the bag with the canister along with her moved green sweater jacket leaving her in a pair of cut shorts and a gray tank top. Her hair tie and glasses were nowhere to be seen but she couldn’t waste time on that now. Zipping up the backpack and throwing it over her shoulder, she tied up the guy and blocked the door with as many objects as she could and soon, she was climbing through the heating ducts; everything locked tightly behind her.

The building they had brought her to was old and run down. Stupid run-down building. God I can’t wait to get home and shower. She thought as she crawled her small body through the passages attempting to find her way out. Her body slid further and further, the gun she had taken from the guy tucked into her hip as she crawled along… that was until one of the ducts gave way and began to snap under her. As her body slid backwards she grabbed onto the end of it doing a backflip and landing with a faint thud in the hallway. In her flip she pulled out her gun and pointed it the way she was facing… no one. Behind her, no one. A small sigh of relief left her before she heard a small crack sound from the direction she had been looking previously. Her back slid against the wall closest to the corner that the cracking sound came from. Gun loaded and read she held herself against the wall, gun near her chest ready to point, aim and shoot much like she had done with many target practices with Black Widow. Come on you bastards, trying to kidnap me while I had a chance to see Captain America in person. Take that away from me I’ll beat your faces in! Oh yeah, she was ready for anyone to come around that corner… or was she?