A Helpful Hand

                                    

                                          
Katherine's Point of View: 
                          

                          

                          
Calcutta, India   
                          
April 28th, 2012
                          

                          
It was an uncomfortable trip to India. It was horrible but it wasn't that horrible. I just kept having this headache and I felt like every time someone talked to me or annoyed me, I was going to blow up the plane or something. 
                          
I wasn't sure what was happening to me which was the reason I was going to find this person in India. He was suppose to be a really good doctor and from what i've gathered about Mr.Banner he should know what to do to help me with whatever was happening to me. 
                          
Yes, I know who he is. I have eyes and ears everywhere, plus S.H.I.E.L.D. is not very good at protecting their files. 
                          
Right now, I was getting off the plane, walking through the airport, trying my best to hide my face. If this was going to work, I would have to actually put some disguise on. I stopped in the airport's bathroom, putting on my blonde wig and putting on my huge sunglasses so no one would recognize me. 
                          
Normally I wouldn't hide, but this was an important visit. I didn't want anyone, especially S.H.I.E.L.D. , knowing something was wrong with me. They would be able to use it to their advantage if they knew that something was wrong with me, they would use it to bring me into their little freak show or finally lock me up and throw away the key.
                          
And as everyone has heard of the allusive Katherine Thorne, I don't go down without a fight.  
                          

                          

                          

                          

                          
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Bangladesh 
                          
March 11th, 2000
                          

                          
Katherine dressed herself in a black strapless dress, making her way into the gallery opening where she began observing her target. She decided it was time to go and make a move. She introduced herself and began using her 'womanly charm' to get him to invite her to go somewhere to... get more aquainted. In which she would use the opportunity to take him out. 
                          
for good.
                          
"Mr.Bermington, it's a pleasure to see you made it." Katherine's target said while she tensed up and turned around slowly to see 'Collin' standing there wearing a tux. 
                          
"Pleasure's all mine." He smiled while shaking hands with the target. He then turned his attention to Katherine. "Ms.Thatcher, it's a pleasure to see you again." 
                          
"I had no idea that you two knew each other." Katherine's target began saying but that's when someone called to him and he apologized to the two of them. "Here why don't i leave you two to catch up while I go deal with some last minute business." The target smiled  before walking away. 
                          
As soon as he was far enough, Katherine turned to 'Collin' and asked him what he was doing there. "I thought you had a business meeting or something." She asked politely, not giving anything away. 
                          
"I did, it ended early...I thought you had some Charity business work to do.?" He asked her back.
                          
"This is it i'm afraid." She smiled. "I'm an art collector." 
                          
'Collin' didn't believe her for a minute but he decided to keep his suspicions to himself, At least until he knew for sure. They walked through the gallery together, admiring the paintings and 'Collin' observed the way she walked. It was too familiar.