Hello! Here's another chapter. I started a poll on my profile asking which ship to use, please check it out and vote. It would be helpful. For those of you who didn't catch the referance, Jed Whedon is a co-creator of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Jeremy Carver is a writer on Supernatural.
I saw Captain America 2 yesterday. It was soooooooo good! I loved it! Definitely recommend. Now I can watch last weeks episode of AoS. Haha. Yeah.
Also, did anyone else totally fangirl at last nights Supernatural episode? I did!
Anyways, enjoy!
Side note- I got a complaint that the last chapter repeated? Anyone else have this problem?
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*S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, D.C. ...Present time*
Agents Coulson, May and Carver walked away to meet the back up team while Fitz and Simmons wandered off to find a lab. They wanted to make as many silver bullets as they could manage.
"It's this way, Jemma, I know it." Fitz pointed down a hall to they're left.
"You don't know that." Simmons looked around, they were now hopelessly lost. This place was much bigger then they had expected.
"I'm telling you, though." Fitz started, "If we just had a little monkey-"
Simmons cut him off, "Oh, Fitz..."
"-Then he could just run ahead and tell us which way to go."
"Excuse me, are you two lost?" A harsh voice came from behind them, making them jump. They turned and saw a large man standing behind them.
"Eh, not really." Fitz said, nervously. Simmons gave him a stern look and he shut his mouth.
She turned back to the man. "Yes, we are. We are trying to find the labs?"
His face softened and he pointed down the hallway to the left, the same way Fitz had said, and told them that they were just down the hall. Jemma thanked him and he turned away.
"See," Leo said as they turned down the hall, "I said they were this way."
Simmons sighed.
*D.C. Water...Thirty minutes later*
Sam, Dean and Ward entered the office building of D.C. Water, the company where Paul Bennett and Caleb Washington worked. Ward stepped in front of the boys, up to the front desk.
Flashing a badge, he said, "Hi, where can we find Caleb Washington and Paul Bennett?"
"Uh, Paul's in the break room right about now, but Caleb took the day off. Why? Is there a problem?" The young lady behind the desk looked nervously the between the three young men.
"Nah, we just have a few questions for them." Dean stepped up to the desk and smiled. "ya know what? You think I could get Caleb's address? We really need these interviews and the boss is riding our asses as it is." He leaned on the desk and flashed a blinding smile at her.
She looked up at him and took a sharp breath in. "Uh, uh, sure." she grabbed a pen out of the pen cup, knocking it over in the process. She flushed and picked up the pens. "Sorry," she muttered. she scribbled it down on a sticky note and handed it to Dean.
"And which way to the break room?" he asked.
"Uhh, first hallway to the right, can't miss it." she said.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Dean said with a wink before turning away. His brother gave him a bitch face and shook his head. He started walking toward the break room.
"What the hell was that?" Ward caught up to him.
"The job." Dean said.
Sam groaned, "Dean..."
"The job?" Ward grabbed Dean's shoulder.
Dean turned and faced him. The agent was a good two inches taller than him. "Yes, the job." he paused, "look, I know you don't trust me. Hell, you have every reason not to, but I know how to do my job. So, get your hand off me and let me do it."
Ward withdrew slowly, Dean brushed off his jacket and opened the door to the break room.
*Debriefing Room S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, D.C. ...Same time*
Agent Carver followed the rest of the agents out of the debriefing room. Coulson had explained the situation and the necessary precautions. Apparently they were dealing with a shape shifter, or Shifter, as he had called it, and it wasn't human. Coulson wasn't sure what it wanted with inside access to the secret service, but he was sure it wasn't good.
Coulson had also explained that he had taken on two consultants and that they didn't appreciate the government. Jed wondered why he had taken them on if they were opposed to everything S.H.I.E.L.D. stood for, but then again, he did take Skye, that hacker from the Rising Tide. Maybe Phil was just the kind of guy who liked liabilities?
Carver sighed and headed to his office, he wouldn't be going along this time. He was needed elsewhere. He wished he was, though. Coulson's team was a great topic of conversation, seeing them operate would be awesome. Literally.
*Caleb Washington's House...Forty-Five minutes later*
The conversation with Paul Bennett was unsuccessful. He was unable to tell Sam, Ward or Dean anything involving the noises. They had left and gone to Caleb's house.
Ward walked up and knocked on the door. A good looking young man, at least a couple years younger than Sam, opened the door.
"Caleb Washington?" Ward asked. The man nodded, "My name is Agent Grant Ward, I'm with S.H.I.E.L.D. We have a few questions for you. Mind if we come in?" He asked.
"Um, sure," Caleb moved out of the way and let the trio in. "What's this about?"
"Mr. Washington, you reported hearing noises in the north tunnel a few days ago," Sam started while Dean looked around the room, "What can you tell us about that?"
"Well, I, uh, Paul and I were down there, but uh, well, he left to check some drainage or somethin', and, uh, and I heard this noise," Caleb paused and sat down, Sam sat across from him, "I don't know, sounded like someone crying. I, uh, I went to check it out, but, uh, whoever it was, well, they musta left already." He shrugged, Paul and I, we, we checked it out but there was nothin'. I don't know, maybe I was hearing things. But Paul, He said that we should make a, uh, a report. Said that if there was people runnin' about that, uh, that someone should know."
"When you checked out the noise, did you see anything, I don't know, strange?" Sam asked, "Like maybe, blood or slime?"
Dean looked at Caleb's face, his eyes showed faint realization of what was going on. Hardly enough to notice.
"No, why?" Caleb asked, "You think someone was hurt?"
"Just looking for answers." Sam told him, "Right, well, if we have anymore questions, we'll give you a call."
The trio left the house and walked to the car.
"You didn't give him a card." Dean said.
"Yeah," Sam answered, "Didn't have one that says S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Oh," Dean nodded.
"Hold on," Ward said stopping, "Let me give him mine." He turned and walked back to the house.
The boys watched him disappear into the house.
"Why'd he go in?" Sam asked.
"Who the hell knows." Dean answered. They both got in the car and waited a few minutes.
"Ok, something happened," Sam said from the back seat, "It doesn't take that long to give someone a card."
"No," Dean got out, "It doesn't."
He was just about to march up to the door, when Ward walked out.
Once they were both in the Impala, Dean asked, "The hell took so long?"
"You know, got distracted." Ward answered. Dean pulled the car away and drove off to meet up with Coulson.
*Caleb Washington's living room...Five minutes earlier*
Caleb watched the three agents walk away from his house. He knew they weren't really agents, though, they were Hunters. But they didn't know he wasn't Caleb, he was merely playing a part. He watched as one of the Hunters turned around and walked back to the house.
"Mr. Washington?" The hunter called as the knocked.
"Common in." Caleb called.
"I was wondering if I could-" The Hunter started, but as soon as the door closed, Caleb punched him, knocking him out cold.
He dragged the Hunter to the basement and tied him to a pole. He let out an inhuman house and grew several inches in stature. He started pulling off his clothes and skin, taking a few minutes to do so. He stripped the Hunter, taking his clothes and quickly got dressed. He was Grant Ward now. He linked his mind with Grant, cutting off the one he had with Caleb Washington.
He walked out of the house and headed to the car.
He got in and the man driving, apparently Dean Winchester, asked, "The hell took so long?"
"You know, got distracted."
*Labs in S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, D.C. ...Same time*
Fitz finished loading the last gun with silver bullets, "So, what do you think of the Winchesters?" He asked Simmons.
She looked up and said, "I don't know, they're really tall though, aren't they?"
"Yeah." Fitz started cleaning up tools.
"And the one, Sam, got shot, but is up and doing things." She said, helping him.
"Yeah, but the other one shot Ward."
"But, They did shoot at his brother."
"Are you defending them?"
"No, I just think that it is sweet."
Fitz looked at her for a moment, "Are you scared of them at all?"
"Well, a little." she said, "Aren't you?"
"'Course not." he lied. "Anyways we need to get these back to Coulson."
"Of course."