AN: Alright. This is supposed to be a series of short one-shots, just some things that have been crossing my mind, lately, and I felt like sharing. They follow no chronological order (in fact, no order at all). I hope you like it. Oh, English is not my first language, I'm Brazilian, so I'm sorry if it isn't perfectly written…
I also don't promise to post often, due to my school schedule. But I'll upload new chapters as soon as I can!
Disclaimer: of course I do not own Annie or Auggie. If I did, they'd be together since the pilot :p lol

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As her fifteen year old daughter, Zarya, turned off her computer, Annie stood by the door of the teenager's bedroom.

"Sweetie, your dad and I have something we wanted to talk to you about."
Zarya, who had been named after Simon's sister, someone who Annie was truly fond of, looked a little scared. Annie left her alone and sat down with Auggie at the kitchen table.

Zarya looked just like Annie. The same nose, same eyes, same sweet lips. But she was a lot like her father too: cocky, sarcastic and kind of a dork.

After a few minutes, Zarya joined them, standing in front of the couple.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asked, cautiously.

"I don't know, did you?" Auggie teased and Annie kicked him softly under the table.

"Aug, I don't think it's the right time for jokes." She rolled her eyes. "Sweetie, why don't you sit down?"

Zarya sat in front of her parents, not knowing exactly what to say, or how to act.

"Please tell me you don't wanna talk about sex." She crossed her fingers.

"Not today, young lady, but don't you think we won't." Her father answered.

"So what is it?"

"Well…" Annie started, "it's hard to do this, but we have something we have to tell you. Please, don't even think we have ever lied to you, or anything like that. But we couldn't tell you until now."

"Mom, you're scaring me."

"Sorry, Z, we just don't want you to get the wrong idea." Auggie tried to calm her down.

"Well, sweetheart, it hurt a lot to keep this from you all those years, but I think you're finally old enough to understand why we couldn't tell you…" Annie held her husband's hand. "Do you remember when you asked us what we did for work, when you were on first grade?"

Zarya nodded.

"Well, we told you we worked at the Smithsonian, right?"

"Don't you?" She looked very confused.

"Well, Z, we are CIA." Auggie reached for her hand on the table and held it.

"Jesus, dad, your timing sucks. Mom's being all serious and I'm a bit scared, to tell the truth."

Annie didn't say anything, she just looked at Zarya.

"What? You're not joking?" She looked at him and he looked serious, then she looked at her mother, who just nodded. "You are CIA?"

"Z, we're sorry… We wish we could have told you earlier, but you understand, right? That's not the kind of information you can share with a pretty talkative child." Auggie pulled her hand closer.

"Guys, is it a joke? It's not funny. You scared me."

"Sweetie, just think a little." Annie said. "Why was I always traveling to distant countries? Why was dad always 'stuck at the office'? And why was Aunt Dani always worried about me when you stayed over at her place?"

"Alright. I admit, that awfully makes sense…" She let go of her father's hand to cover her face, trying to understand what was going on. "But it still doesn't prove anything…"

"Ok, what about why are we so sexy and good looking if we work at a Museum? That's enough proof for me."

"Dad! We're serious here!" She looked at Annie, waiting for an explanation, but she just got an eye roll in response.

"Alright! I was just trying to make things lighter! You two have no sense of humor... Well, Zarya, about proving it, it's not like we can hand you information, or take you to Langley to see it for yourself…" Auggie said.

"I know… I just need some time to process the information…"

"Sure, sweetie. You can take your time. Sorry it was so abrupt…" Annie stood up to hug her. "You're not mad at us, are you?"

"No, mom… Don't worry."

"You have any questions?" Auggie asked.

"No, dad." She hugged him too. "Actually, I do."

"Shoot it." He shrugged.

"What exactly does a blind man do at the CIA?" She laughed. She knew her dad could do pretty much anything, but she was really curious to know what he did at the Agency.

"Technical Operations. Basically, I tell your mom what to do."

Zarya laughed and Annie punched Auggie's arm. "You tell ME what to do?"

"No, Z, actually, your mom and I are the heads of two important departments. But I used to tell her what to do when I was tech ops…" Annie sighed. She had married a comedian.

"Alright, I'm gonna read a book, or watch tv… I need a little time…" Zarya said.

"Sure." Auggie pulled her by her arm and kissed her cheek. "But, Z, nothing has changed, alright?"

"Alright."

…

Zarya was laying on her bed, reading a book. Auggie knocked on her door.

"Come in."

He entered carefully, trying not to step on anything. Her bedroom was the only part of the house that was allowed to be messy; she was a teenager after all. He sat at the edge of her bed.

"So, everything ok?"

"Yeah… Well, it hasn't affected my life this far, why would it change now?"

"I'm glad you're as smart as your dad." He patted her leg, she held his hand.

"I actually wanted to ask something…"

"Yes, sweetie, your mom's job depends 100% on mine. She'd be screwed if I didn't help her."

"Ha. Ha. Ha." She sarcastically answered to his joke. "I was wondering… If you are CIA, most of your friends are CIA too…"

"Hmmm, where are you getting at?"

"Who else do I know from the agency?" She sounded excited to find out which ones of her acquaintances were spies.

"Unfortunately, that information is need to know, young lady."

"Alright, you're gonna deny Uncle Eyal is a spy too? Now that I know about it, it's so obvious!"

"Well, I can assure you he is not CIA." Auggie smirked.

"Then I'd guess Mossad. But, then, why would you be friends?"

"Zarya, you'd be a hell of an operative at the agency. Just don't you ever let your mother know I've told you that." He nodded and smiled. Zarya laughed. "But Uncle Eyal isn't Mossad either… Anymore." He gasped.

Alright! What do you think? Is it too much into the future? I've had this scene in my head for months… I had to write it out… Anyway, hope you have enjoyed. Please, review! I'd like to know your opinion!