Author: cookies to whoever gets where the names of the other two agents come from ;)
"Any luck?" Rain called over her shoulder as the hotel room door shut.
"Not a damn bit. You?" Winchester asked, tossing off her jacket.
"Maybe. A few known associates of the triad's were spotted around this place but since Chinatown is crawling with members, it's impossible to say." Rain sighed.
"Any word from Gieser?" the other agent yawned.
"He checked in about an hour ago. Why don't you catch a shower and some sleep Sam?" Rain suggested.
"Good plan." Sam agreed.
Samantha Winchester was tall and lean with long black hair and dark hazel eyes.
Despite having been raised in a strict military family, the Australian woman was quirky, fun loving and easy going.
Rain returned to the files in front of her as the shower turned on.
Three possible locations: a hotel that doubled as a brothel, a restaurant that routinely hosted "private parties" and a homeopathic medicine shop that was a front for a gambling den.
They had taken turns watching each of the locations, making sure one stayed in the hotel room at all times just in case.
There was a knock on the door a few minutes later that made Rain grab her gun.
Nobody was supposed to know they were here... The room was paid for under fake names and room service never came around.
She unlocked the door and opened it slowly to reveal... The last member of their odd trio.
"Sorry... I couldn't find my key. I got dinner though." Herman Gieser said, holding a bag of take out.
"Get in here. Sam! Gieser got dinner!" Rain said, pulling him inside.
Gieser was a tech agent, mostly in charge of all the little audio and visual bugs they were using when they weren't at the locations themselves.
His auburn hair was always a mess and he wasn't in great shape, but despite that the girls found him amusing and helpful.
"Please tell me there's some mushu pork." Sam said, sticking her head out of the bathroom.
"Yeap. And plenty of spring rolls, rice, this cream cheese things Rain loves and everything else." Gieser smirked.
"Blow me and give over the sweet and sour chicken." Rain said, tearing one bag open.
They ate in silence for a few minutes before Gieser said, "I don't think the medicine place is where this shendig is going down."
"No?" Rain asked.
"No. Haven't seen or heard anything that has to do with the Triad. What about the brothel?" Gieser shrugged.
"It's a brothel. Plenty of whores. Most of which seem to like girls." Sam said, smirking at Rain.
"No thank you. I've got me a honey. And we have not agreed to play with other people. Nor do I want a disease. Already got one: insanity." Rain chuckled.
Gieser laughed and almost choked on a mouthful of shrimp as Sam rolled of the edge of bed giggling.
"How does that line go? I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it?" Gieser asked.
"That's the one." Rain smirked as her laptop chimed and she accepted the video call.
"You three look like you're enjoying yourselves." Coulson smirked.
"We try." Rain shrugged as Sam picked herself up off the floor.
"Have you figured out the meeting place?" Coulson asked.
"We're pretty sure it's the restaurant sir. The brothel appears as normal as a brothel can. There hasn't been any talk or sightings of the Triad near the medicine shop. Not to mention the abnormal amount of security around the restaurant." Rain told him.
"The strike teams are moving on the docks in an hour. If everything goes as planned you three will have at least forty eight more hours to confirm the location of the meeting." Coulson told them.
"Gotcha boss." Gieser piped up as Sam shook her head.
"I'll have them both check in when its done." Coulson said, turning his attention to Rain.
"Thanks." She whispered.
Once the call was over, Sam wrapped an arm around Rain's shoulders and said, "No worries. Your honey and your dad are two of the best in the agency. They'll be alright."
"She has a point. Hawkeye and Widow have the highest success rate of any team in the agency." Gieser agreed.
"Alright, alright. Give me those cream cheese thingies and somebody find out if we have any chocolate. Otherwise someone is gonna run to the store for some." Rain smirked.
"That will be you." Sam told her.
"Nope. I have to be here to wait on a call." Rain chuckled.
"They don't move on the docks for a bloody hour." Sam shot back.
"So?" Rain laughed
Sam grabbed a pillow and threw it at Rain who tackled her and Gieser both to the floor.
"Pillowfight!" Gieser yelped, shoving a pillow in Sam's face as Rain smacked him with another pillow.
Coulson, Fury and a majority of the rest of their superiors would frown on their behavior... But this was SHIELD.
Parties, pranks and the like happened all the time... most people just tended to look the other way.
