"Natasha... Natasha, are you there?" Steve knocked on the door to the S.H.I.E.L.D. office. Before long, a rather pretty female agent came out. Steve took two steps back and said, "Oh, Agent Carter, is Natasha here? I need to speak with her."
"She's in the psychiatric clinic." The agent named Carter pointed down the other end of the hall, then left with her coffee.
Steve watched her retreating figure, feeling somewhat captivated. But he quickly remembered why he was here and headed toward S.H.I.E.L.D.'s psychiatric clinic.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Natasha coming out of the room and closing the door behind her. Surprisingly, the female agent looked rather haggard, with a trace of lingering helplessness on her face.
"Hey, Natasha, I wanted to ask, what's been going on with Schiller lately? He seems like he has amnesia or something. He's called me in for follow-up exams dozens of times these past two days. I'm starting to think I have some terminal illness..."
"And Tony has been to Arkham Asylum at least dozens of times lately too. He... I mean... I'm not worried about him. I just wanted to ask, is something wrong with him?"
Natasha had just opened her mouth when her communicator rang. After answering it, she said, "Office 3 on the second floor? All right, I'll be right there..."
"Sorry, Captain, I have work to do right now. You can come back later."
With that, Natasha strode away. Steve was just about to follow her when the psychiatric clinic door opened, and Schiller came out. Seeing Steve there, he said, "Captain? Why are you here? Didn't you say you'd already moved out? Never mind, perfect timing. Come do a set of tests and let's see how your mental state has been lately."
"Um... I already