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His Name Is Trevor
Fury footsteps bounced off the walls of the empty deck of
the Helicarrier. The lights slowly
flickered into life and he turned his head, his one good eye taking it all
in. For the most part she looked exactly
like she had the day she’d rolled off the assembly line all those years
ago. But if Coulson’s guys had followed
the specs Fury gave them, and he’s sure they did, there’d be a few surprises up
her sleeve. He walked up to the computers,
the SHIELD emblem spinning lazily, and swiped his hand across the screen.
“Welcome back Director Fury,” a computerized voice greeted him as the carrier’s
life supports systems came on line. He
smiled. It was good to be back.
“It feels empty,” Maria said from the behind him and he
spun around to see her standing at the edge of the command deck. “It never felt empty before.”
“Don’t worry,” Fury assured her. “It won’t be for long.”
“Permission to come aboard, Sir?” There was a teasing smile tugging at the
corner of her lips and he rolled his eyes nodding his head in permission.
Maria glanced out the panoramic window at the crowd of
SHIELD agents who had gathered on the dock.
“Load ‘em up,” she announced. The message was received and the Agents
began boarding the carrier en masse.
“Do we have enough volunteers?” Fury asked as Agents
began filtering onto the deck.
“Had to turn them away, Sir,” Hill said passing Fury a
tablet. The cabin hummed with noise as
it filled up with Agents and after a while, it wasn’t so empty anymore.
“Agent Hill,” a man called from the entrance to the
command deck. He hurried toward them,
clumsily dodging other Agents on his way, and almost face planting twice.
Fury raised an eyebrow at Maria and she turned her face away
from the man. “He was at the
Triskellion, refused to launch the Insight carriers, bought us a lot of time.” Fury nodded.
When he made it to them he was out of breath and he
doubled over for a second to catch it. “All
hands are on deck and the carrier is fully operational.” He was juggling three
different tablets looking for something.
“We’re just waiting on the coordinates
from Mr. Stark.”
“Sir, the coordinates,” an Agent said holding out another
tablet to the man. He froze for a
second, looking between Maria and Fury then back to the Agent.
“Oh you’re talking to me!” he said surprised and maneuvered
the tablets in his hands so he could accept the fourth. The Agent walked away and he turned to Maria
and Fury confused. “People keep doing
that. Calling me sir. It’s weird.”
He passed the tablet he was just handed off to Maria who shot the
information into the helicarrier’s system.
“You stood up to Hydra.
You’re a legend around here kid.
Get used to it.” Fury said
clapping a hand on his back and had to stifle a laugh. The guy looked like he was about to swallow
his own tongue.
“I…I…” the man fumbled for something to say until Hill
took pity on him.
“Why don’t you take tech command and do one last run
through before we ship off.” Maria handed him back the fourth tablet and he
barely managed to keep a hold of all of them.
“Tech command?” he asked.
“Yes ma’am. Right away.” He tripped over his own feet in his hurry to
get to his station and fumbled with the head seat until he finally managed to
get it on right.
“Who is that guy?”
Fury asked as he rolled his seat backwards to grab something from
another Agent and the cord on the headset snapped taught, jerking him
“No idea,” Maria said.
“I think his name is Trevor.”
“All systems up and running Agent Hill,” he called out,
giving her a thumbs up for good measure.
“Alright,” Fury turned toward. “Let’s take her out for a test drive.”