Sharon and I were walking down a hallway inside the Triskelion, bantering sassily as per usual. My personal cell phone rang, only ten people had that number, I picked it up on the second ring. "Star, is Sharon with you?" It was Phil Coulson, he sounded frazzled. I grabbed Sharon's arm, stopping dead in my tracks, Coulson never sounded frazzled.
"Yes. Phil, what's wrong?" Sharon's eyebrows almost disappeared into her hair line and I could feel her surprise, I never call anyone but her and Tony by their first names.
"The Clairvoyant is one of us, get out now." Terror gripped me, I squeezed Sharon's arm harder. "Right now, Star."
"Okay, I'll do that." I forced my voice to be calm.
"Be careful, Star, be safe." We'd been friends since before I started at SHIELD, but this level of concern was new.
"You too, Phil." I hung up and shoved my phone back into my pocket.
"What was that?" Sharon asked.
"Oh, nothing, Coulson forgot to turn in some paperwork and asked me if I could turn it in for him." I forced a laugh. "Let's go out for lunch today."
"Okay." She sounded skeptical. I drug her tall thin form along, down the hall and towards the parking garage. We were almost home free.
"Agents Carter." A male voice called from behind us. I kept walking dragging Sharon with me. I felt comprehension dawn on Sharon. When we turned the next corner there were three large male agents waiting for us. Shit.
"Agents Carter, we need you to come with us." One of them said, I recognized him as one of Agent Hand's goons. He stepped forward.
"Really only three of you?" I sassed. I looked at Sharon, she met my gaze. "Really?"
"They must not take us seriously." Sharon said.
"Must not." I said before punching Hand's goon in the jaw, dislocating it. I grabbed his shoulder and brought my knee into his stomach, not caring that I was in a skirt, three times in quick secession then threw his limp form into the wall. Sharon was grappling with the second man while the third came at me. I dogged his punch and grabbed his arm and twisted it until I heard the wet pop of his shoulder dislocating, he yelped in pain. I kicked him in the head knocking him unconscious and tearing my pencil skirt a little, I let go of his arm and let him drop to the floor. I looked at Sharon she had hers in a choke hold, cutting off his air supply.
Since our cars were out of the question, I grabbed the keys off the third man's belt. Sharon dropped her finally unconscious opponent to the floor. "Let's get the hell out of here." Sharon said pushing her light blonde hair out of her face.
Author's Note: In the interest of continuity I changed a few things after watching episode 18 "Providence"