Chapter 6 - New Mission

Jane huffed in anger as she saw Natalie come out of Brandt's room. That bitch... It hasn't been a week since the red-head is here and she's already making moves on Brandt. Jane watched as the said red-head plopped herself on the couch infront of her while Brandt headed to the kitchen. Jane could easily swore that she saw red lipstick Marks on Brandt's white collar shirt. It only caused the IMF agent to scowl more.

"Hey, Carter." Natasha piped up from infront of her.

"Carter?"

"I like the ring to it." The red-head shrugged. Getting tired of the sweet talks, Jane finally snapped.

"What were you doing in Brandt's room?" Jane asked abruptly as she stood up from her seat. Natasha quirked her eye-brows at the offending women.

"Excuse me?"

"What. Were. You. Doing. In. Brandt's. Room?" Jane gritted out slowly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Carter." Natasha lied while smirking. "Why would I be in Mr Brandt's room?"

"Oh stop with your bullshit, Roman." Jane exclaimed using the last name. "I saw you in there. It's not the first time." Jane watched as the red-head also stood up before crossing her arms.

"Were you spying on me, Carter?" Natasha teased. "Too worried that I might steal your two-year crush from you?" Jane glared at the new trainee.

"Stay in your limits, Roman. Remember you're only a trainee." Jane warned.

"Aww... Did I touch a nerve?" Natasha taunted the IMF agent. "Don't worry, I'm not stealing you're crush from you. I'm just borrowing him... for some of my specific needs..." Jane instantly moved closer to the red-head.

"Stay away from Brandt. He's mine."

"Yours?" Natasha scoffed. "Does he know? He's not some property you can claim, Carter."

"He's mine to claim." Jane responded earning a disgusting look from Natasha.

"Well, it's up to him."

"What makes you think he'll choose a brat like you over me? Me and Brandt are meant to be together."

"Don't you think you're getting too obsessed? Besides I'm his type."

"No you're not."

"Oh, really? How do you know that?" Natasha smirked.

"Because I know him!"

"No, you don't. You haven't even seen the real side of him. I know how he is, Jane. I'm quite good at reading men. Let me give you a hint, the real him is way worse than you think. But who am I kidding? You like big and mean don't you?" Jane glared at the new trainee.

"Look, Roman. If you go one step closer to Brandt again, I'll make sure you pay for it."

"Is that a threat?"

"Consider it as a warning. You don't know how I can get."

"Oh, I perfectly know how you can get Miss Jane Carter." Natasha said sarcastically before getting serious. "I know you're obsessed history with your boyfriends. Agent Hanaway wasn't it? The guy that was killed before you joined Hunt. Killed in action? Isn't that how the report went." Natasha teased. "Oh wait I know, he was killed because you wanted him dead. Tell me Jane, was he fed up with your obsession over him that he broke up with you just two days before he was killed? Oh wait, let me rephrase that… before he was murdered?"

"I... I..." Jane hesitated before glaring at Natasha.

"Weren't you the one who paid Sabine Moreau to kill Hanaway? And so that he doesn't fight back, you sent him the assassin alert after he was shot. Poor Hanaway... And What about Moreau? You kicked her out of the window in Dubai because you knew she would tell on you." Natasha taunted as she crossed her arms. "Now tell me, Jane. How do you think the boys are going to feel when they find out about this?" Jane stayed silent at the remark. She has no idea how the red-head find out about this.

"See, Jane... I know how you can get." Natasha continued after she saw Jane shiver.

"You're going to pay for this." Jane threatened.

"In your creepy obsessed way? Sure, bring it on, bitch." Natasha remarked before both the ladies glared at each other in pure hatred. It was at that moment when Benji decided to enter the room.

"Hey guys, I just ordered pizzas. I hope you don't mind pineapples?"

"No, absolutely not, Benji. We love pineapples." Natasha mused as she eyed Jane for the last time before walking out of the room. Benji watched in confusion as Jane also left the room with a huff. He looked at Brandt who was hiding behind the front door possibly trying to ears-drop on the two ladies' conversation but terrible failing.

"Uhh... Did I say something wrong?"

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Jane walked to her room in frustration. She shut her door and slammed herself on the bed. She wanted to kill the new red-head recruit. That women knew too much about her. If the news of her involvement in Hanaway's death gets out, her spy career will be over and also her chance to have Brandt. No... I can let that happen... I have to kill her... She had made sure that no-one could've find out about her involvement but how does a new IMF trainee got hold of her secrets?

"Agh!" She cursed in frustration just as she felt a Bing from her burn phone that she keeps around for emergencies. She took it out only to sit up in alert as she saw an IMF symbol blinking on the screen. No way…. She thought in excitement. The blinking symbol could only mean one thing... She's getting her own solo mission... She instantly locked her door and attached her ear phones to her phone before pressing play.

"Good evening Agent Carter. You have been selected to do a special solo kill mission. Few weeks earlier, our tech crew discovered a breach in our systems which led to a reveal of someone's tempering with all our agent's files. We have looked further to find Agent Natalie Roman as an intruder in our systems. According to our sources she's a recent recruit, but upon some new Intel, her files don't add up. Our facial recognition software has picked up various killing sights which features her as the main suspect. The latest ones were seen in Moscow and then Peru. IMF has concluded her as an inside mole and betrayer. There's a chance she's not alone. You're mission if you choose to accept, is to kill Agent Natalie Roman from the shadows and find out anything about the potential enemy that could help the IMF to trace it back. You are to kill her and make it appear as an accident. This mission should be kept a secret from you're current team members, especially Agent Brandt. He should strictly be kept away from her influence. Once again, any capture of yours, IMF will disregard you as Disavowed and have no recollection of you and your life. This message will destruct in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

Jane starred at the Smokey phone in glee. Killing the red head and keeping Brandt away from her? Now that's going to be fun... It's time for some pay back, bitch.

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"What did you find out from that meeting, Ethan?" Clint asked the IMF agent as he settled himself next to Natasha, earning a glare from Jane's side who also looked a bit smug at something. Ethan smiled up at the analyst/agent.

"A lot." Ethan said happily before dropping another file onto the coffee table. "It turns out all the people in that meeting were the money banks for Chinese triads."

"They were the people who funded the organization?" Benji asked. Ethan nodded his head just as Natasha tried to tickle Clint near his ribs. Clint instantly got hold of her hands and pinned them down between their legs.

"Yes, but their weren't important to us, except this guy." Ethan said as he flicked the file open and showed them a picture of a very familiar person. Both Clint and Natasha doubled over in shock as they saw the picture. Coulson...

"His name is Phil Coulson. He works for an organization called SHIELD."

"You mean the ghost agency that criminals claimed existed but there was no evidence?" Jane asked.

"Yep, that's the one. Our new mission... We catch him." Ethan exclaimed just as Clint and Natasha cursed.

"WHAT?!"