October arrived with crisp air and falling leaves, and for the first time since waking up in the MCU, I felt like I could breathe.
Life at Avengers Tower was surprisingly domestic. Natasha and I fell into an easy routine—morning coffee together, training sessions, SHIELD work, evenings spent cooking dinner or watching movies. It was normal in a way I hadn't expected, given that we lived in a building with superheroes.
"You're thinking too loud," Natasha said one morning, reading over my shoulder as I reviewed intelligence reports at the kitchen counter.
"Just analyzing patterns. HYDRA remnants, suspicious activity in Eastern Europe, unusual weapons deals."
"SHIELD work never stops, does it?"
"Says the woman who's been on three missions this week."
"Fair point." She kissed the top of my head. "But I'm here now. Can the analysis wait?"
I closed the laptop. "It can wait."
We'd been living together for six weeks, and I was still getting used to the casual intimacy of it—shared space, shared routines, the comfort of knowing she'd be there when I came home.
"I have a mission briefing in an hour," she said, pouring more coffee. "Fury wants me in Prague for a week. Intelligence gathering."
"Dangerous?"
"Moderately. Nothing I can't handle." She looked at me seriously. "You okay with me being gone?"
"I don't love it, but I understand it's your job. Just... be careful?"
"Always am." She smiled. "Besides, you'll be busy. Tony wants you helping coordinate that Stark Industries security upgrade, and Steve mentioned something about training new SHIELD recruits."
"True. I'll survive a week without you."
"That's the spirit." She finished her coffee. "Though you're welcome to miss me terribly."
"I will. Terribly."
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RELATIONSHIP STATUS - STABLE
Natasha Romanoff
Current Status : Living together, deeply committed
Relationship Stage : Long-term partnership
Trust : Absolute
Comfort Level : Complete domestic integration
Notes:
Healthy work-life balance established
Both maintaining individual careers while sharing life
No jealousy or control issues
Mature, adult relationship
This is what healthy looks like in a superhero relationship.
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After Natasha left for Prague, I dove into work.
Tony had recruited me to help overhaul Stark Industries' security protocols after the Hammer incident and the Battle of New York. He wanted someone who understood both physical security and intelligence operations.
"You've got the tactical brain and the SHIELD experience," Tony explained, showing me holographic displays of the current setup. "Plus, you're not trying to sell me anything or kiss my ass. I value that."
"High praise."
"It's accurate. Look, I trust maybe five people completely. You're on that list." He pulled up security footage from various facilities. "These are vulnerable points. I need someone to tell me how to fix them without corporate yes-men watering everything down."
I spent the next week analyzing Stark Industries' global security infrastructure. It was fascinating work—identifying weaknesses, proposing solutions, coordinating with security teams across multiple continents.
"You're good at this," Pepper Potts told me during one meeting. She'd been wary of me at first, protective of Tony, but had warmed up considerably. "The security team actually listens to you. They don't usually listen to consultants."
"I don't talk down to them. I listen to their concerns and work with them, not against them."
"Novel approach." She smiled. "Tony made a good call bringing you in."
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NEW CONTACT DEVELOPED
Pepper Potts
Affection : 32/100 [Professional Respect]
Status : Appreciates your competence and honesty
Type : Business connection, Tony's partner
Notes:
Initially protective of Tony, now trusts you
Respects your practical approach
Values that you don't try to manipulate Tony
Potential future ally
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Steve's training request was more personal.
"I want to understand modern combat tactics," he explained at the SHIELD training facility. "I'm good at what I know, but warfare has evolved. I need to evolve with it."
"You want me to train you?"
"I want you to teach me what you know about contemporary tactics. Technology, strategy, how modern soldiers think and fight." He looked earnest. "You've got training from some of the best operatives in the world. I want to learn."
So we started training sessions—me teaching Steve Rogers, Captain America, about modern warfare. It felt surreal, but he was a dedicated student, absorbing information and adapting it to his existing knowledge.
"Insurgent tactics have changed how wars are fought," I explained during one session, showing him case studies. "It's not about taking territory anymore. It's about ideology, hearts and minds, asymmetric warfare."
"Like HYDRA," Steve said thoughtfully. "They didn't beat us militarily. They infiltrated, corrupted from within."
"Exactly. That's the modern threat—enemies that look like friends until it's too late."
His expression darkened. "We need to be ready for that."
"We do."
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RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPMENT
Steve Rogers
Affection : 85 → 91/100 [Very Close Friend - Trusted Brother]
Trust Level : 98/100 (Nearly Perfect)
Progress Notes:
He's treating you as equal, not just support
Seeking your expertise and advice
Values your strategic thinking
Considers you essential to his understanding of modern world
Note: You're one of Steve Rogers' closest friends in the 21st century. That's a profound bond.
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It was mid-October when Coulson called me into a secure briefing room at SHIELD headquarters.
"We have a situation," he said, pulling up classified files. "This stays at Level 5 clearance—Fury, me, you, and a few others."
"Understood."
"We've been tracking unusual activity. Energy signatures similar to the Tesseract but different. They're appearing globally, seemingly at random. We think someone's experimenting with similar technology."
He showed me data—spikes of energy in Germany, London, Hong Kong. All brief, all unexplained.
"Could it be HYDRA remnants?" I asked, my knowledge of the Winter Soldier timeline making me paranoid.
"Possible. Or something new. Fury wants you investigating. Discreetly." He handed me a tablet. "Your cover is auditing international SHIELD facilities. Real work you'd be doing anyway. But your actual mission is intelligence gathering about these energy signatures."
"When do I start?"
"Next week. You'll have a team—three agents for security and technical support. Six weeks, multiple countries, full operational authority."
"What about the Avengers?"
"They don't need to know. This is a SHIELD operation, not an Avengers one. Unless we find something that requires their involvement."
I thought about it. Six weeks away from home, away from Natasha, chasing mysterious energy signatures that could be anything from HYDRA weapons to cosmic threats.
But it was also exactly my job. Investigation, intelligence, preventing threats before they became crises.
"I'm in."
"Good. Briefing packet will be delivered tonight. Departure is Tuesday." Coulson paused. "Alex, be careful. These signatures are concerning. That's not something to take lightly."
"I'll be careful."
Telling Natasha was harder than I expected.
She'd returned from Prague the day before I was scheduled to leave, and I waited until we were alone in our quarters.
"Six weeks?" She didn't sound happy. "That's a long time."
"I know. But it's important—possible HYDRA activity, unknown energy sources. Fury wants me investigating personally."
"I understand the mission. I just..." She sighed. "We literally just moved in together. Now you're disappearing for six weeks."
"I know the timing is terrible."
"It's not about the timing. It's about..." She struggled with the words. "I'm not used to worrying about someone. About missing someone. It's unsettling."
I pulled her close. "I'll be careful. I'll check in regularly. And I'll be back before you know it."
"You better be." She kissed me fiercely. "Because if you get yourself killed investigating mysterious energy signatures, I will find a way to bring you back just so I can kill you myself."
"That's very romantic."
"I try."
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RELATIONSHIP MOMENT
Natasha Romanoff - Emotional Vulnerability
Significance:
She's admitting she worries about you
Opening up about emotional dependence
This is rare for her—shows depth of attachment
Note: Black Widow admitting she'll miss you and worry about you? That's basically a marriage proposal in spy-speak.
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Tuesday morning, I met my team at a SHIELD hangar.
Agent Maria Hill was there, apparently joining us for the first leg of the journey.
"Carter," she greeted me professionally. "I'll be accompanying you to the London facility. Fury wants me assessing their operations while you do your investigation."
Maria Hill—sharp, competent, no-nonsense. We'd worked together during the Battle of New York, but this would be our first extended operation together.
"Good to have you along."
"Don't get used to it. I'm only with you for two days, then I have my own assignments." She gestured to the three agents loading equipment. "Your team. Agent Chen—tech specialist. Agent Morrison—you know her from previous operations. And Agent Reeves—security and tactical support."
I recognized Morrison from the Central Park incident months ago. She nodded at me with professional respect.
"Good team," I said.
"Fury doesn't send amateurs on Level 5 operations." Hill boarded the plane. "Let's move. We have a schedule to keep."
London was cold and rainy, which seemed appropriate for investigating mysterious energy signatures.
The SHIELD facility there was underground, hidden beneath an unassuming office building. Standard security protocols, but I could see inefficiencies immediately.
"Your perimeter is too visible," I told the facility director. "Anyone with surveillance training could identify SHIELD presence within an hour."
"We've had no security breaches—"
"That you know of. Which is exactly the problem." I pulled up my tablet, showing him analysis I'd done during the flight. "These are vulnerable points. You need to address them."
Hill watched with what might have been approval. "Carter's right. Implement his recommendations. We'll be here for forty-eight hours auditing operations. Cooperate fully."
While Hill handled the official audit, I pursued my actual mission—tracking those energy signatures.
The most recent London spike had occurred three days ago in an abandoned warehouse district. My team and I investigated the site, finding scorch marks and unusual radiation readings.
"This is similar to Tesseract energy," Agent Chen reported, scanning with specialized equipment. "But the signature is slightly different. More... chaotic."
"Chaotic how?"
"The Tesseract energy was controlled, directed. This is wild, unstable. Like someone's experimenting and not fully understanding what they're doing."
"Can you trace the origin?"
"Partially. The energy dissipates quickly, but I'm picking up residual traces pointing east. Somewhere in Europe, possibly Germany or Czech Republic."
"Tag and track it. We'll follow the trail."
Over the next four weeks, we chased energy signatures across Europe. London to Berlin to Prague to Budapest. Each site showed signs of experimentation—scorch marks, radiation, and occasionally, bodies.
"This is getting worse," Morrison said at the Prague site. We'd found two dead civilians, killed by what appeared to be an energy discharge. "Whatever they're doing, it's unstable and deadly."
"We need to find the source before more people die."
The trail led us to a facility outside Budapest—an old Soviet research installation that had been abandoned decades ago. Except it wasn't abandoned anymore.
"I've got heat signatures," Reeves reported from our surveillance position. "Fifteen to twenty individuals inside. Some kind of laboratory setup in the main building."
"Energy readings?" I asked Chen.
"Massive. Whatever they're building, it's active. If this goes wrong, it could level several city blocks."
I made the call to Fury. "Sir, we've found the source. Unknown organization, possibly HYDRA, experimenting with exotic energy. The facility is active and dangerous. Requesting authorization for tactical intervention."
"Granted," Fury replied immediately. "But Carter, you're not a tactical team. Call in backup from the nearest strike force."
"That'll take four hours minimum. This facility could go critical before then."
"Then you evacuate the area and contain until backup arrives."
"Sir, with respect, we can't wait. If this is HYDRA, they'll destroy evidence and disappear. We need to act now."
There was a long pause. Then: "You have operational authority, but don't do anything stupid. If it goes wrong, you pull out immediately."
"Understood."
I turned to my team. "We're going in. Reeves, you're tactical lead. Morrison, you're with him on entry team. Chen, you're hanging back with equipment, monitoring and ready to shut down their experiment if possible. I'm command and control from here."
"You're not coming in?" Morrison asked.
"My job is coordination, not kicking down doors. That's what I have you for." I pulled up facility schematics on my tablet. "Let's move."
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TACTICAL OPERATION INITIATED
Mission: Raid on Budapest facility
Team Size: 3 agents + you (command)
Enemy Force: 15-20 hostiles (unknown capability)
Objective: Capture or eliminate, secure energy experiments
Risk Level: High
Your Role: Tactical coordination from mobile command
Warning: This is a real combat operation against unknown enemies with dangerous technology. People could die. Make smart decisions.
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The operation went smoothly for the first five minutes.
Reeves and Morrison breached the facility, taking down exterior guards efficiently. Chen monitored from our position, tracking energy levels and providing technical data.
"We're inside," Reeves reported over comms. "Multiple hostile contacts. Engaging."
Gunfire echoed across the comms. My team was well-trained, moving through the facility with professional precision.
"Second floor clear. Moving to the laboratory level."
"Energy readings are spiking," Chen warned. "Whatever they're doing, our presence is triggering a response."
"Reeves, you need to move faster. Find the control systems and shut this down."
"Working on it. We've got—wait, contact! Multiple hostiles with enhanced—"
His transmission cut off in static.
"Reeves? Morrison? Report!"
"We've got enhanced combatants!" Morrison's voice came through, strained. "Some kind of super-soldier serum or similar. They're too strong—"
Explosions rocked the facility. On our monitors, I watched the main building's upper floors collapse.
"All units, pull back!" I ordered. "Retreat to extraction point immediately!"
"Negative," Reeves responded, breathing hard. "We've located the energy source. It's a weapons program—they're trying to weaponize the energy for enhanced soldiers. We can sabotage it but—"
Another explosion. The entire facility was coming apart.
"Forget the mission, get out now!"
"Sir, if we don't stop this, they'll move the research and we'll never find them again."
He was right. But he was also asking me to potentially sacrifice the team for the mission.
This was command. The hard decisions.
"How long to sabotage?"
"Two minutes. But it'll be loud."
"Do it. You have ninety seconds, then you extract regardless of completion. Understood?"
"Understood."
The longest ninety seconds of my life.
I watched through drone feeds as my team worked frantically in the collapsing facility. Chen provided remote assistance, helping them override security systems. Morrison covered Reeves while he planted charges on the energy equipment.
"Sixty seconds!"
"Almost there—"
Enhanced soldiers burst through a wall. Morrison engaged them, her weapons barely slowing them down.
"Reeves, now or never!"
"Charges set! Everyone out!"
They ran, the enhanced soldiers pursuing. Morrison was limping—injured but mobile. Reeves was supporting Chen, who'd entered the facility to provide hands-on technical assistance despite my orders.
They burst out of the building just as Reeves triggered the charges.
The facility erupted in a massive explosion, orange and blue energy mixing in a spectacular and terrifying display. The shockwave knocked my team off their feet, but they were clear of the immediate blast zone.
"Sound off!" I demanded.
"Reeves here. Banged up but functional."
"Morrison. Leg injury, manageable."
"Chen. I'm okay."
"Get to extraction point. Medical team is standing by."
As they limped toward our position, the facility behind them collapsed completely, taking all evidence of the weapons program with it.
Mission accomplished. At a cost, but accomplished.
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MISSION COMPLETE
Budapest Facility - Destroyed
Results:
Weapons program eliminated
Unknown enhanced soldier program disrupted
Three agents injured (non-critical)
No civilian casualties
Facility destroyed (evidence lost)
Your Performance:
Made difficult command decisions under pressure
Team survived despite overwhelming odds
Primary objective achieved
Consequences:
Enemy organization alerted to SHIELD interest
Enhanced soldier program proves HYDRA still active
Your team's loyalty earned
Rewards:
+2,000 SP
+3,000 EXP
LEVEL UP! 15 → 16
Leadership skills improved
Team respect gained
Note: You're becoming a real commander, not just a consultant. That comes with weight.
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Fury's debriefing was terse.
"You destroyed the facility."
"Yes sir. It was necessary to prevent the technology from being moved."
"And you put your team at risk against enhanced combatants."
"Calculated risk. They're trained professionals and they made it out."
He studied me for a long moment. "You made the right calls. I don't like it, but you did what needed to be done. The enhanced soldiers confirm HYDRA's still active and experimenting with dangerous technology."
"What's our next move?"
"We investigate. Quietly. Find out how deep this goes." He leaned back. "You did good work, Carter. Six weeks, multiple facilities audited, major threat neutralized. That's what Level 5 consultants do."
"Thank you, sir."
"Don't thank me. I'm putting you on another assignment next month. We need people who can make hard decisions. You've proven you can."
I returned to Avengers Tower exhausted, injured (minor cuts and bruises from the explosion), and desperate to see Natasha.
She was waiting in our quarters, pacing anxiously. When she saw me, she rushed over, checking me for injuries with practiced efficiency.
"You're hurt."
"Minor. Nothing serious."
"You said you'd be careful."
"I was. Could've been much worse."
She looked at me seriously. "I read the mission report. You nearly got your team killed."
"But I didn't. I made hard calls, and everyone came home alive."
"This time." She pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm glad you're back. I'm angry you put yourself in danger. But mostly I'm just glad you're back."
"Missed you too."
We stood like that for a long moment, just holding each other.
"You're becoming a real commander," she said eventually. "Not just support staff. You're leading operations, making life-or-death decisions."
"Is that a problem?"
"No. It's just... different. I'm used to being the one in danger while you coordinate from safety. Now you're both coordinating and in danger."
"Welcome to my world. It's how I feel every time you go on a mission."
She laughed despite herself. "Fair point. We're both impossible."
"But we're impossible together."
"That we are."