It has been three days since the retrieval mission and Bobbi hasn't learned anything about the girl or even seen her, it was very difficult searching for her on the Hydra database when she didn't know her name.
"Officer Morse," she was brought out of her thoughts when a lower level security agent called her name.
"What is it?" she asked, annoyed.
"Chief Adams wants you to meet her at elevator six," he said before walking away.
Elevator six, that leads to the high security labs and cells. I haven't even been down there, Goodman always said I didn't have clearance, Bobbi thought to herself while heading to elevator six.
"Officer Morse come on we are already late," Chief Adams said, swiping her keycard for the elevator to open.
"Ma'am, can I ask, why are we going to the high security labs? I don't have clearance to go down there," Bobbi asked carefully.
"You remember the CIA spy? We are going to have a little talk with him," Chief Adams said.
A moment later they arrived in the basement where the high security labs were. Bakshi was waiting for them and led them to an Observation room, Whitehall was already in there looking through the two-way mirror.
On the other side of the two-way mirror was the CIA agent strapped to a big chair with wires attached to him. The straps held his hands, feet, and head in place. He didn't look too well, he had blood and bruises all over him, there was also a man behind a control panel, and the girl who had outed him was there too.
"Top of the line technology in lie detectors, it was one of Fury's inventions. He wanted a lie detector that the Black Widow couldn't trick," Whitehall said when he had seen the look on Bobbi's face.
"Please," the man sobbed.
"What was your name again?" the girl asked.
"Jackson, Jackson Smith," the man, Jackson answered.
"What is your hair color?" she then asked, Bobbi theorized that this machine also needed a base line.
"Black," He answered.
"Is that your real hair color?" The girl continued.
"No, it is brown," Jackson answered, confusion colored his face, and Bobbi's too.
The girl looked to the window and nodded, before she turned to the other man in the room, "Let us begin," she said to him.
Turning back to Jackson she pushed a button on a remote control Bobbi hadn't seen until now, Jackson screamed. "That was a warning for you not to lie to me," the girl said in a friendly tone that had the hairs on Bobbi's neck standing up. "Understand?" she asked, standing close to Jackson, her head only a few inches in front of his face. Jackson nodded the best he could. "I didn't hear that," the girl said, then looked over to the other man in the room, "did you?" she asked.
"No ma'am," the man said.
"Let us try again, do you understand that if you lie to me you will be in pain?" the girl said looking at Jackson again.
"Yes," Jackson answered.
"Good boy," the girl said, patting Jackson on his cheek.
Two hours later Bobbi wished she could leave, this girl was scary, even more than when she had met her the first time. The girl was clearly still pissed that this Jackson guy had questioned her when they had picked her up. She was also wondering what had happened to the prisoner she had dragged after her, but also hoping she would never find out, since that man had attacked her.
She saw the girl walk over to the window and Whitehall tapped it two times, the girl nodded and walked back to Jackson and stood in front of him, "Good news Jackson, we are done here, we don't have any more questions for you," the girl said, Jackson looked relieved. "Bad news, you are no longer of use to us," she then said and pulled out a gun, leveling it so it was between his eyes. "Any last words?" she asked, but before he could say anything, Bakshi taped the window, the girl huffed and pulled the trigger without blinking. She then walked out of the room, soon after opening the Observation room door and entering.
"Good work," Whitehall said. Was that a smile Bobbi saw on him?
"Thank you, sir," the girl said with a nod.
"Officer Morse, I want you and Agent Johnson here, to do a cleanup in our ranks, starting tomorrow," Whitehall said, so the girl's last name was Johnson.
"Yes sir," Bobbi said.
"Understood," Johnson said, a little grumpily.
"Easy Johnson, it is not the end of the world for you to work with someone else," Bakshi said in a taunting tone. Johnson only glared at him and took a threatening step towards him, Bakshi took a step back, to which Johnson smiled.
"Enough, both of you," Chief Adams said, almost jumping in front of Johnson.
"He started it," Johnson said, and to Bobbi it sounded so childish.
"And I am ending it," Chief Adams said, now it was just like in the movies, where a family was on a road trip or something, and the two kids were fighting in the back. One of the parents would stop it, one of the kids would accuse the other of starting it, and then one of the parents would say "Well I am ending it," Bobbi thought.
She saw Whitehall just looking amused, probably thinking the same, or his twisted sadistic version of the same thing, she couldn't say.
"Fine," Johnson said, walking over to the wall beside the door, and leaning against it. Bobbi saw Chief Adams massaging her nose, it appeared that Chief Adams has dealt with Johnson before, since Johnson only seemed to listen to her and Whitehall, and didn't appear to like or respect Bakshi at all or even fear the man a little, however, he was definitely afraid of her.
"It is like working with children when you two are in the same room," Chief Adams muttered.
"Are we done here?" Johnson asked.
"How far have you gotten with the prisoner you captured?" Whitehall asked.
Johnson shrugged, "He didn't really know anything, he was just a security guard," Johnson said.
"Ahum," Chief Adams cleared her throat.
"A low-level security guard," Johnson said sarcastically, Chief Adams ignored the sarcasm and only rolled her eyes.
"Well if he is no use to us, get rid of him," Bakshi said, annoyed.
"I don't take orders from you," Johnson snapped at Bakshi.
"Johnson, you can go, we are done here," Chief Adams said, Johnson nodded before walking out of the room.
"I don't know why you two keep letting her act like she does, she is rude, disrespectful, and violent," Bakshi said.
"She is only violent towards people who are pissing her off. The rudeness and disrespectfulness, yeah sometimes, but she is good at what she does," Chief Adams said smiling.
"Where did you find that girl anyway?" Bakshi asked.
"None of your business, Bakshi, as I have told you before," Whitehall said. "She knows the line," he then said.
She was led back to the main areas by Chief Adams a short while later, she had a lot to think about. It seemed like Johnson didn't take orders from Bakshi, since neither Whitehall or Chief Adams corrected Johnson on that, and Bakshi was clearly clueless about who Johnson was, which she found odd since he was Whitehall's right hand.
She had to report this to Coulson and that she was to work with Johnson sniffing out threats to Hydra, within Hydra. It was going to be a nightmare, the Johnson girl seemed to be a lone wolf, who would bite her head off if Bobbi made one wrong move or just said something wrong.
Bobbi arrived at Jemma's apartment, walked straight to the fridge, and took out a beer. She opened it and took a big swig of it before acknowledging Jemma, who was looking at her both amused and concerned.
"You okay?" Jemma asked.
"Yeah, it has just been a rough day," Bobbi answered.
"What happened?" Jemma asked.
"I only want to say it once, Coulson and May also need to hear this," Bobbi said looking apologetic at Jemma, Jemma just nodded.
Finally, the time for the briefing came. Bobbi explained that she had learned the girl's last name and was to work with her in sniffing out other potential spies within Hydra, and what had happened with the CIA agent and Bakshi.
Both Coulson and May advised her to be careful around the young agent, to which Bobbi agreed. Jemma also told them that there were whispers about a new project, it was actually an old project that was being renewed, but she didn't know what it was or who was to be put on it.
To which Coulson and May again advised Jemma to be careful but still see what she could figure out.
After the briefing, Bobbi plopped down onto the sofa while Jemma grabbed their dinner out of the oven.
"How are you feeling working with Johnson?" Jemma asked while they were doing the dishes.
"I am not sure, there is something about her," Bobbi said, putting the plate she had just dried in the cabinet.
"What do you mean?" Jemma asked, looking to her platonic soulmate.
"I don't know, I just get the feeling that there is more to her," Bobbi said.
"I can ask around in the labs if anyone knows her," Jemma said.
"Absolutely not," Bobbi was quick to say.
"Why not? Someone has to know her," Jemma said.
"It is too dangerous, Johnson is dangerous," Bobbi just said, Jemma let it go and they did the last of the dishes in silence.
Bobbi was both nervous and oddly excited to work with Johnson.
AN: Thanks to Fun_size_Tasha for betaing.