Fury sighed in frustration as he sat at his desk in his office. Agent Coulson had gone to New York to retrieve Stark. Natasha had gone after Banner. Hill was at the bridge supervising things. Fury wanted to be the one supervising prepeprations for take off, but Coulson had advised he relax a bit as he hadn't slept since Loki took the Tessiract.

'How can I sleep when that mad man is out there with the most dangerous thing known to mankind!?' Fury thought.

But even he had to admit, even he had his limits, and it wouldn't do anyone any good if he passed out. However, he wasn't going to lay down on the job. When Loki was facing justice and the tessiract was safe out of his grasp, then he would allow himself to sleep. Till then, Coulson was just going to have settle for resting once in a while.

'But I'm still going to get an earful from the council.' He thought as he massaged his new headache.

"Being the Director of a major organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. must be exhausting." A strange voice spoke from behind Fury.

Nick immediantly lept from his seat, turning towards the source of the voice whilst reaching towards his gun. Approaching from behind, Fury saw a young girl who looked to be not much older then nineteen or twenty. She wore a green dark T-shirt with dark green cargo pants and heavy combat boots. Her long blond hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and her blue eyes sparkled playfully.

The stranger sauntered lazily towards Fury. Twirling on her finger was a familiar gun. Fury looked to his side with alarm as he recognized his gun twirling in the stranger's hand.

"Sorry, but I had to disarm you." The girl said as Fury found his holster empty and wondered to himself when she'd disarmed him. The intruder then ceased her twirling and launched the gun across the room, far out of Fury's reach.

Disarmed and at the girl's mercy, Fury turned to this strange person while mentally kicking himself for not carrying more then one gun. But he had a feeling that she would've just taken those too.

"Distasteful things guns." The stranger stated. "You military types are so paranoid. Always carrying a weapon and not trusting anyone."

"Some of us have reasons to carry around guns." Fury said cooley, having decided that this person wasn't here to harm him. Otherwise, he would've been dead already.

The stranger paused and shrugged. "I suppose your right." She said with a shrug before continuing her relaxed walk. There was a minute of silence as the girl walked to the front of Fury's desk, while Fury kept his eye trained on her. When she came to the front, Fury finally spoke.

"Why'd you disarm me?" He asked. "And how?"

The stranger grinned playfully and put her finger to her lips as she stopped walking. "Trade secret." She answered playfully.

"As for your first question," She continued, her relaxed look dissolved, replaced with a deadly serious look to rival Fury's own look. "I needed to talk to you without the threat of a gun."

Fury nodded, letting her continue.

"There's a war coming, Nick." She said bluntly.

Fury raised an eyebrow. "How do you know?" He asked.

The stranger rolled her eyes. "Please." She said. "You just lost the tessiract to a mentally unstable Asgardian, who is tartarus bent to use it to open a portal and bring an army to earth and right at this moment, two of your best agents are getting two people for the Avengers initiative."

Fury gapped at the girl, something NO ONE could ever hope to accomplish, for a moment after she finished speaking. He had never met this person before, yet somehow she knew top secret information like the Avengers initiative and the Tessiract.

"How could you know such classified information?!" He asked, mentally noting that this was either someone very good, or very dangerous.

"I have my sources." Came the cryptic answer.

"I can feel in the very fabric of the universe." She continued. "Something big is coming, that will affect mankind. Whether for better or for worse, it's hard to say."

"Why are you here?" Fury asked, not sure he liked the direction of the conversation.

The stranger looked him over before answering. "I'm here to offer my assistance."

Fury raised an eyebrow. "Really?" He said skeptically. "And what can you offer?"

"Information."

Intrigued, Fury motioned for her to continue.

"I am a traveler." The stranger said. "I have been to places you couldn't imagine. Seen things you wouldn't believe. I know things that you don't know."

"For example..." Fury said skeptically.

The stranger grinned and for some reason Fury felt uneasy. "I know that you are a spy." She said. "But your also a soldier. And that's why you favor the Avengers initiative instead of Phase Two."

Fury was stunned. Even if his face didn't show it. Once again the girl not only knew about Phase Two, but she also knew what he thought about it, something only Coulson knew about. Reluctantly, Fury had to admit that this stranger had info.

"So what you want in return for this info?" After years of being with S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury learned that there was one absolute. Nothing ever comes free. Fury braced himself for the answer.

"Trust."

Fury blinked, once more surprised. Usually when people came offering assistance, they asked for other things. Sometimes they asked for glory, power. But most often they asked for vast amounts of money. Trust was something he'd never been asked for, and he wasn't sure he could give it.

The sound of the girl's throat clearing brought Fury out of his thoughts.

"Sorry." He apologized. "But the fact is that in all my years as Director of S.H.E.I.L.D. I have had many, many, people offering their services much like you are, but for the most part they request exuberant amounts of money. I'm not sure I can fullfil this request."

The stranger eyed Fury then leaned into his face. "Director, you are a good man." She started. Fury braced himself for what he knew was coming. "I admit that in your line of work there are reasons for you to have 'trust issues'. However, this situation is beyond your control. And right now, you need to take a leap of faith. Look me in the eyes, and can you honestly tell me that you are willing to risk the lives of hundreds, if not thousands or even millions, of innocent lives because of your reluctance to take a leap of faith?"

Fury stared at her cooley. Inside his head was spinning and his mind was reeling. This person had somehow entered his office without anyone noticing, disarmed him before he even noticed, knew top secret information and requested that he trust her completely. Under normal circumstances, he would have this girl thrown off the helicarrior. But as she had pointed out, these were hardly normal circumstances. And even he had to admit something big was coming. His could feel it.

And, even though he hated to admit it, but he'd already lost control of the situation. Though that didn't mean he wouldn't do what he could to regain control. He knew that this stranger was right. There were times when a man had to take a leap of faith, that much he knew. And it seemed that now was one of those times.

Having put his thoughts in order, Fury thrust his hand forward. "Welcome to S.H.E.I.L.D."

The girl smiled and took his hand. "Glad to be on board."

She then twirledvaround and walked towards the door. As she opened the door to leave, Fury called to her.

"Wait." He said. She puaed and turned to him. "What do I call you? I don't know your name."

She smiled. "Call me Jenny."

With that, Jenny left the room, leaving the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. to mull over his new information.