Author's note: Well, Agents of Shield's Facebook page posted a picture a few hours ago asking which viewers preferd: Lady Sif or Lola. It got me thinking – what would happen if Sif decided to DRIVE Coulson's prized car? And hence, this fic. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, this –piece of writing -was produced solely for fun.
Lorelei escaping was not a good thing.
However, that looked like exactly what was going to happen. Lola and the Bus were almost twenty miles away, and with the vicious sword-cut across the SUV's radiator, it wasn't going anywhere soon.
"Hurry up!" Ward demanded.
"I'm a physicist, not a mechanic!" Fitz protested, trying to repair the damage with his portable soldering kit. He wasn't making much headway.
They were interrupted by the sound of four of Howard Stark's classic turbo- repusors, as Lola pulled up beside them, with an Asgardian warrior-woman at the wheel.
"Quickly!" Sif stated, "Which direction did she depart in?!"
Coulson stared.
Lola was, to put it simply, a wreck still somehow flying. The grill was bashed in almost to the radiator, the windshield was cracked and had a large hole punched out of it. The driver's-side rear fender was crumpled in. Worst of all, there was a huge streak of mottled Mobile-Command-Post-gray paint running along a dent that ran the length of the entire side of the car.
"Agent Hill!" Director Fury sounded, in a word, horrendously upset.
"Yes, sir?"
"I need you to look into the forms for protocol D-784 immediately," He stated.
"I'll get on it immediately," She stated, wondering why he would be interested in a paperwork protocol, "Anything you need in particular?"
"Actually," Fury stated "I just need to know if there's any additional forms needed for filing out a SECOND death and recovery report for Agent Coulson."
Author's note: Well, what do you think? Review and let me know!
