"Jane Foster?" Ashley scrutinized the small picture placed at the top of the thin manila file; a woman with chocolate colored eyes and layered chestnut colored hair. Someone shifted beside Ashley, peering over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of the picture.
She ran a slender hand through her dark hair and looked at Agent Coulson sourly. "We have to babysit?"
"My whole existence is baby-sitting." Ashley glanced at her, amber eyes teasing. "So I don't see a problem with it."
Ally turned her glare towards her best friend, full lips pressed into a frown. Flashing a pearly white smile, Ashley nudged her in the arm lightly with her elbow. "I was kidding."
"You'll be accompanying her on her expeditions for the next few months." Coulson explained, bringing their attention back to the mission, "We feel she is on the brink of something big-"
"And naturally, you want to be in the center of it." Ally deadpanned.
"Through us, of course." Ashley added. He smiled at them. It was a practiced smile, something that screamed out with a false flair.
"It seems we have an understanding."