Author's Note: I have a sequel planned out, however I will probably take a short break from writing. By the end of March I should hopefully start again. However April will be busy for me so it may take longer to post chapters. I am hoping to start posting twice a week again! Please Review! I enjoy reading those very much! Also a shout out to Nightowl 2948 who finally started her sequel to Silver Eyes. Her new story is called Gilded Lies I encourage everyone to read it! On a side note my sequel will be called: the BETRAYAL that cuts the deepest. (or something along those line but definitely look for it under the tittle of Betrayal) Thanks so much to everyone who has been reading I am sooooo happy!

Emma rounded the corner of the stairwell of her dorm and started climbing the stairs to the fourth floor.

She had said her good byes to the Avengers earlier that morning. She had tried to leave her throwing knives there but Natasha had slipped them into her bag saying she might need them someday. Emma seriously doubted another attempt on her life would be made. A black SUV drove her from Stark Tower to the airport. A private jet flew her from New York to the airport in Bloomington. Where a car was waiting for her to take her to the front door of her residence hall.

Emma reached her door at the end of the hall, it was eerie how this place hadn't changed a bit. No one left their doors open. So much for that floor bonding that was promised at the beginning of last semester. Some how Emma found comfort in that. Now she didn't have to explain where she had been. The 'official' story as agreed upon by Director Fury was that her father had cancer and she had to go home to visit him while he started Chemotherapy. Sometimes the biggest lies are the easiest to swallow. Now her father was doing better and Emma had to return to finish out her semester.

She unlocked the door of her room and stepped inside. Her roommate and best friend, Bethany but preferred Beth, was gone. Emma looked at the clock. It read 5:34. She was probably at at dinner.

Emma sat her bag down looked around. Very little had changed here since she left. Her bed looked like it was sat on but that happens when its not lofted. Meanwhile her life had taken a complete 180 and she had to force her self back into her old routine. She had changed some what while in New York, but she could still smile on the times spent in the tower. Mainly the happiest memories were spent with Steve or pranking Tony. It pained her to leave, but it was for the best. She would keep telling her self this until she started to believe it. Looking around her room, Emma thought believing in it may take a long while.

"Your back!" someone screamed behind her. Emma turned around in time squeezed into a tight hug. "I was so worried when I came back and you were gone. And then I heard about your father, I am so sorry. I take it he is doing better since he is back."

Emma suppressed a smile. "No, he died."

"What?!" Beth said shocked, "And your family made you come back?! That's horrible."

Emma grinned.

"That's not funny," Beth said.

"You're right its hilarious. For the record, he survived and is on the road to recovery."

Emma noted how easily the lies came out. She had no problem telling them. With the exception of going back to classes, Emma now thought she would have no problem slipping back into her old life.

Meanwhile in a dark room, the exact location unknown except those currently in it., a table was in the center of a pool of light hanging from the ceiling. On the table were clutters of papers and files. Several figures stood around the room, their faces hidden in the shadows. Emma's father was one of the figures.

"Did the distraction work?"

"It did, sir."

"Good. Now that we have the real package we can begin phase two."

"What about the Avgeners, sir? Surely they will figure the plan out soon."

"By the time they figure out our plan it will be too late. Specific pieces are in already place. Soon everything will be set in motion. "

Back at SHIELD headquarters, Director Fury and several SHIELD agents were gathered around table in a dimly lit room. A TV screen, behind Fury, was showing video of the occurrence on the rooftop.

"Is the operative ready?"

"Yes, sir"

"Good, we need to get her back here before the other side can get a chance to get a hold of her. One more thing."

Yes ,sir?"

"Make it look real. No doubts should cross her mind."

"Are you saying to actually-"

"Of course not! How would an injured person help our side, agent? Are we understood now?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then all of you go. Two weeks and then do it."