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Tori

     I rub my eyes and rise from the bed. The sheets are cold and empty, almost eerie. I hear the shower head spurting out water, causing me to sigh of relief. I turn my head slightly to glance at the alarm clock: 7:42.
     The water stops, only small drips splattering. The bathroom door is closed, but I can hear the shower door open. My attention is quickly drawn to the pigeons that fly outside. Their white, gray, and black feathers are all smudged together as they dart across the window.
     The door opens and steam pours out. A figure steps out, holding a towel around his waist. Steve, whom is shirtless, runs a hand through his wet hair and smiles at me.
"I didn't mean to wake you, honey," Steve apologizes, sitting on the side of the bed.
"I needed to get up anyway," I say, stifling a yawn.
He laughs and puts his free hand on my shoulder. He kisses my forehead softy and stands.
"We're leaving soon," he informs me. "Tony is picking us up."
"Okay," I say, setting my feet on the floor. "I'm going to take a quick shower and get dressed."
"Okay," Steve responds, stepping into the closet.

•••

"You are going in the quinjet, only to keep yourselves hidden," Director Fury informs us. "You will not start your work until later today. Miss Stark, you have the papers with your duties."
"Yes sir," I say, pulling the black sleeves of my uniform down to my palms.
I have the papers tucked under my arm. They have everything about my target on them and the things I need to do before the agents come and kill him.
"You all know your missions, so I expect you to come back with them all achieved." Fury says.
"We will," Tony says.
"Good, now go."
We leave Director Fury's office and head to the landing area. The quinjet waits in the center of it, air whirling around it. We all step inside and get comfortable. Steve and I sit at a table together. Steve starts a new drawing in his sketchbook and I study my target.
The target is a young male, whom is twenty eight years old. He has slicked back raven hair that shines in the photo. He wears a black suit and tie that show his pale skin. His features are sharp and noticeable, especially his jawline.
He seems like the kind of person who would brag a lot in school. He grew up in a rich family that just became richer. He now has a great mansion and is an important H.Y.D.R.A. agent.
His name is Henry Chandler.

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