AN, my first story, any constructive criticism welcome. I don't own anyone or thing in this, except the OC. Enjoy

Heart pounding in her chest, she chucked a quick look behind her in search of her pursuers. Closing and opening her eyes slowly, she saw them running along either side of her inside the building. Doubling back she sprinted out into the open street before sprinting towards her apartment. Arriving a few minutes later after taking the most complicated route back to throw them off her scent she closed and opened her eyes again. Making sure to scan her surroundings before opening her door. Stripping, she hopped in the shower, letting the scalding water cascade down her body, wiping the stress of the day away. Relaxing slowly she washed the suds from her hair and stepped from the shower. A knock was heard from the door. Sighing she said, 'Just gimme a sec.'

The man waited patiently outside the door, alone and dressed impeccably in a suit and tie. She slowly got dressed and washed her face. The man was standing where the door would open to. Crashing through, she caught him off guard, hitting his head against the wall, with an ear splitting crack. Being only in his late 20's, he would survive. But at this stage he just sank to the floor. Blinking slowly, she saw that the front door the the complex was surrounded by two armed guards. Deciding against a direct approach, she ran up the six flights of stairs required to reach the roof. Hidden on the roof was a small bag packed with a set of clothes, a gun and a hundred dollars in cash. Along with a neat gadget. She flicked out either side and slid her gloves on. Placing the wire running from the roof of this building to the next into the gadget she threw herself over the edge of the roof, only being kept up by sheer force of will and strength. The wire had taken a long time to string up between the two buildings, however close they were. She was only glad that it had eventually come in handy. She let go of either side of the handlebars, and flew onto the roof. A forward roll as a landing broke the impact. Dusting herself off she quickly scanned the area. Seeing no-one below, she grabbed her handlebars and took the gloves off, walking slowly yet confidently down the stair of the building. As soon as she was outside she saw that the two guards downstairs had run up to check on the young man. She snickered and stuck a piece of paper to the wall saying, 'Catch me if you can ;)'.

She spent the next twelve hours walking through the city getting as far away as possible. It was then midday, and realizing almost a whole day had passed without her eating anything, she walked into the nearest cafe. It was retro in style, down to the uniforms worn by the servers. 'Coffee and two vegemite sandwiches please.' She ordered without looking at the menu. The waitress wrote it down and without saying anything, she walked away to get her order. Sitting in silence, being the only one in the cafe, she contemplated who was looking for her last night. They didn't look like the typical thugs that The Rising Tide sent. The sweet smell of coffee arrived and she smiled gratefully at the waitress before munching into a sandwich. Wolfing them down she started on her coffee, black, no sugar. After taking a sip, she heard the bells to the door ring softly. Blinking slowly, she saw that there were no weapons on him. He ordered a coffee at the counter, then made his way slowly over to her. She quickly glanced back at him and cursed herself silently. How could she have missed the S.H.I.E.L.D badge in his pocket. 'Agent Coulson.' She greeted.

'Impressive. Do you mind if I sit?'

'Actually, I was just leaving.'

'No you're not. You only just started your coffee.'

She started to rise until he said, 'I like Leonardo. Seems you are a fan.'

'It's a good movie.'

'Or is it your lifestyle?'

'If only life were as easy as in Catch Me if You Can.'

'So, you know my name what should I call you?' He smiled, 'Iris Jones? Diana Sutcliffe? Kathy Hall?'

'I go by Elizabeth Marks now.' His coffee arrived.

'Elizabeth, how would you like to come in to S.H.I.E.L.D?'

'You honestly think I'm going to go just like that?'

'Why not?' she rolled her eyes. 'Aren't you tired of running?'

'Aren't you tired of running around doing other people's dirty work?' He raised an eyebrow, 'Fury would just be sitting in his plush office chair right now, maybe on the phone to Stark, while you are out here talking to a nobody.'

'You consider yourself a nobody?'

'It's not like anyone knows me here.'

'All the more reason for you to come with us.'

'Us?'

'Yes. It seems you met Agent Ward already. Skye, she's the hacktivist. Mae, she flies the bus and FitzSimmons, biochem and engineering or something.' Elizabeth looked unimpressed. 'Usually people at least ask about a flying bus.' Rolling her eyes she gulped down the last of her coffee and rose, 'Thanks for the offer, but I'm going to leave now.'

'This isn't really an offer. I sort of have to bring you in.' Touching his ear he called 'Mae.' And a woman in black walked through the door. She took both Elizabeths hands and cuffed them in front of her. She snorted as she was escorted from the building, there was a gust of wind, pretending to flatten down her hair she discreetly pulled a bobby pin out and silently picked the lock. She kept the cuffs on for another ten steps while she saw that the left was less covered by S.H.I.E.L.D. When Coulson came up beside Mae and made a stupid comment, Mae looked at him. That's when Elizabeth made a break for it. She barely heard the cuffs clatter to the ground before Mae's lightning reflexes had put a bullet in her side. She clutched at her hip, taking short breaths, slowing down more and more eventually coming to a halt. She fell to the ground, trying to get back up, but ultimately failing. She felt her eyes flutter shut. Soon even her thoughts slowed down, the last one being, 'Next time I need to run quicker.' Before she fully stopped. Lying in the middle of the road in the foetal position.