There were few situations that managed to remove Maria's closed expression, the woman generally remained stoic and cold to the comments and adversities that came her way, after all, there were years of combat experience for SHIELD. However, Nick Fury's speech managed to draw from the woman the most sincere and nervous smile of disbelief the woman had ever let out in her entire life.

"I'm not going to take care of a brat, Nick. She's practically a child." That was the most absurd thing Maria had ever heard in her entire life, she was an agent, she was the fucking deputy director of SHIELD, not a nanny. She definitely didn't want the trouble of having to deal with another immature and arrogant young woman, she already had enough work with the new agents and Parker, not to mention Stark, or the weird twins and... well, the rest of the Avengers.

But things don't always go the way we want, which is why Maria now stood facing the airport exit wearing a black suit and sunglasses, cursing even the fifth generation of Nick Fury as she waited for you to show up. You were a kind of 'special girl', Maria wasn't sure if it was because you were smart or had some power, the fact was she wasn't interested in you and the less time she spent with you, the better it would be.

You finally appeared after what seemed like hours of waiting for the older woman, she took off her glasses and analyzed you from head to toe, her cold, icy gaze hitting you like a dagger. "You're late, miss." It was the only thing she said before opening the car door for you to get in.