Coulson was sitting in his office, filing papers and making phone calls. Brynn was sitting by his desk playing on his phone. All of the other agents were either sparring, in the shooting range or dealing with dangerous chemicals, so Brynn decided to keep Coulson company.

"Coulson," she said, once Coulson had finished making a phone call.

"Yes, Brynn?"

"Is your favorite type of sandwich the Philly Cheesesteak?'

"No….Why?"

"Because its name is PHILly Cheesesteak! Get it? PHIL!" She doubled over with laughter at the immature joke.

"Hahaha, Brynn, that's very punny," said Coulson sarcastically.

Brynn kept giggling and playing 2048.

"Alrighty," said Coulson, after about an hour, "New mission. Let's go brief the team."

He bent down and took his phone from Brynn.

"No, AC! I was just about to beat my high score on Candy Crush!" she said, frantically clawing after the phone.

"If you keep staring at a little electronic screen you'll go blind. Come on, let's go."

He quickly sent the team a text, telling them to meet him in the briefing room. Then, he took Brynn's hand and led her out of the office.

They walked down the hall towards the briefing room. Well, Coulson was walking. Brynn was skipping after him.

"Do you have to take such big steps?" she panted, running up after him.

"Yes, because I am a very tall man." He replied.

"You are?" asked Brynn, looking up quizzically, "I always thought Mack was a very tall man."

"We are both very tall men."

"Oh. I always thought of you to be a kinda short guy. Maybe that's just because Mack is so huge. So yah, I guess you're a tall guy." She shrugged, and Coulson felt happy that finally someone acknowledged that he was, indeed, tall.

They walked into the briefing room, where the team was waiting.

"Hey Guys!" said Brynn, "Did you know that Coulson's a very tall man?"

Coulson smiled. He had a representative for campaign "Coulson is NOT short."

"He is?" asked Skye sarcastically, "Really now!"

"That's very interesting," observed Bobbi, "I always had to look down to talk to him."

"So did I," remarked Hunter.

"Hunter, you're the same height as me!" said Coulson, "Anyways, the Hydra operative, Craig Lorris, we've been tracking down has finally revealed his work place to us. Apparently he's been trying to experiment on young children during their growth spurt, to try to find a way to give a second growth spurt to adults. His ideal height for the adults is over 6 feet 5 inches. It looks like he's trying to make some form of a super army, except not exactly a "super" army—just a bunch of really tall men. Ever since Centipede got destroyed, and their serum lost, they've been trying to find a way to re-build a super army, and Lorris thinks this could be a key to a more stable, but perhaps just as strong, army. He was at Lotus Café 4:36 pm, and walked out at 6:01 pm. That's a little long to be in a café. So, when Skye cross referenced his face with other security feeds, we've been able to find where he goes every day. At 8:00 every day, he walks out of his apartment and at around 8:15, he arrives at this building." Coulson pulled up of picture of a tall grey building. "1067 Parker Avenue, Washington D.C. So, tomorrow at 8:00, we will wait a few buildings before that one at Browerwurst Cafe for him, so that the facility's camera won't be able to catch us taking him. Skye, I want you in the van. Get into Browerwurst Café's security system and turn off the cameras at 8:00. We'll give you a signal when we've got him safely packed away in the SUV, and then turn the camera back on, and cover up your tracks. Got it? Hunter and I will take him in, May and Morse, see if you can find a way into the HYDRA facility that's not too conspicuous. Mack, you and Fitz manually disable the cameras outside of the facilities, so that May and Bobbi can look around with no one seeing them. They have a very strong security system that will take too long for Skye to hack into, so manually disabling the cameras is the only way to do it quickly. Simmons, I want you with Skye in the van, scanning the area for potential threats. Good. We leave tomorrow at 7:00."

"What about me?" asked Brynn, "You are all going this time, and I'll be all alone on the base." She pouted.

"No, Brynn, you can't go on missions with us," said Coulson, "It's too dangerous. There are plenty of agents here. You won't be alone."

"But I want to stay with you!" she whined, "Agent Harris doesn't like me. And the other agents are boring."

"Agent Harris doesn't like you because you knocked him out on a metal trashcan. The other agents aren't boring. I'm sure they'll watch Frozen with you."

"But I want to be with you guys!" she persisted, "Please?"

"No Brynn. It's too dangerous. You will stay on the base and make no trouble, okay?"

"Fine," she huffed.

"Good. Dismissed."

Coulson sat in his office with May, frowning.

"There will be people monitoring all the cameras around the facility," said May, "They'll see Mack and Fitz walk straight up to the camera and start fiddling around with it."

"Gah, you're right. Maybe we could just have Mack disable the cameras and have Fitz distract the guards monitoring the feeds."

"How? Fitz isn't very good with undercover. At all." She shuddered at the memory of Fitz accidentally giving away to their target that a whole team of twenty agents was surrounding the building, with guns pointed.

"Then Mack could distract them."

"We need both engineers to disable all the cameras as quickly as possible, though. It will take too long with one. Anyways, Mack looks too menacing to be convincing enough undercover. We need someone that HYDRA won't suspect. Someone who looks very…Normal…" She thought for a while and then looked up. "I know just the perfect person to do that."

"No," said Coulson, knowing who she had in mind, "It's too dangerous."

"But Phil, they won't suspect her!"

"But it's too dangerous, for her and all of us."

"She's a very clever child! She played all the spies in D.C. into thinking she was some poor lost child in an alley."

"But it's too dangerous!"'

"They won't attack a little girl."

"But…but…. No!"

"Come on, Coulson."

"What if she gets hurt?"

"We'll give her an ICER to protect herself."

"But she doesn't know how to use one!"

"I can teach her, it's not that hard. ICERs aren't dangerous at all. If she has any trouble, she can just use an alert word, and we'll come."

"Fine. Let's go tell the team. This'd better be a good idea."

A few minutes later, a loud squeal broke through the base, and Brynn ran through the halls, screaming

"I'm going on a mission! I'm going a mission! Look at me, I'm Agent Brynn! Hahaha! Oooh, pretty ICER!"

Coulson sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I sincerely hope this is a good idea."

Brynn walked cautiously into the large grey building. She put on a crying face and walked over to a desk, where a man was sitting by computers, monitoring the cameras. He turned around when he saw Brynn.

"Sir," she sniffled, "I lost my mommy." She let a few huge tears roll down her cheeks.

"Errr… Where did you lose your…mommy?" he asked, attempting to hide the harshness in his voice.

"I don't know," Brynn sobbed. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mack in the background of the computer behind the man. "I'm lost, and I'm scared!" she bawled, wiping her nose on her sleeve. She shifted her leg slightly, to make sure her ICER was still there.

"Ummm… where were you going with your mom?"

"We were going to school, but I got lost in the crowd, and now I'm lost!" she wailed.

The HYDRA operative looked highly uncomfortable.

Coulson and Hunter stood under the shade of Browerwurst's Café, squinting at the sun.

"No alert word yet," said Coulson, "I hope she's doing fine."

"She'll be alert word okay,"' reassured Hunter, "She's done this sort of stuff before. Oh look, there's our man."

Coulson and Hunter casually approached Lorris.

"Craig Lorris?" asked Coulson, "You're coming with us." He stealthily injected the man with a needle, and the HYDRA agent promptly fell to the ground.

"Help!" yelled Lance over-dramatically, "Oh no! This man has just passed out! Let us quickly put him into our car and get him to a hospital."

They clumsily carried Craig Lorris into their car and drove away.

"You're a terrible actor, Hunter." Said Coulson, panting. "Next time, let me do the talking."

Brynn wiped her nose and took the map from the guard.

"Where am I on here?" she asked, sniffling. She saw the camera feeds go dark behind the man.

"We're on Parker Avenue. To get to Lee Point Middle School, you need to turn a left onto Henry Road, and then walk until you come to the stop sign. And then—what's that big lump in your jacket pocket?"

Brynn jumped. "It's just a…. toy!" she quickly lied. The evil HYDRA man looked suspicious.

"You keep toys in your pocket?" He began to reach for the pocket that her ICER was in.

"Why are you so mean?" Bawled Brynn, backing away. A few more HYDRA agents came into the room.

"I WANT MY MOMMY!" she screeched

Outside the building, in the van, Skye and Simmons jumped and hit their heads on the roof of the van.

"Alert word! Alert word!" screamed Skye, throwing her computer to the back seat and fumbling with the door handle. "Darn it! It locked on itself!"

"I got it!" Yelled Simons, barreling herself out of the open window of the van. She landed unceremoniously on the ground. "I'm coming Brynn!" she screamed and ran off into the building.

She burst the doors open, and saw Brynn surrounded by HYDRA agents who were glaring at her, some reaching into their pockets for their guns. Brynn was shaking, terrified.

"MY DAUGHTER!" Simmons shrieked, "MOMMY WAS SO WORRIED!" She charged through the HYDRA agents.

"Why are you all glaring at my sweet, innocent little girl?" she shouted, "Back away you-you-YOU PEDOPHILES!"

"Pedophiles, really Simmons?" said Skye exasperatedly into the comms, "Just take Brynn and go!"

"My poor baby," Simmons cooed, stroking Brynn's head, "Did the bad men hurt you?"

Brynn sobbed and shook her head, wrapping her arms tightly around Simmons, who glared daggers at the HYDRA operatives, who all looked extremely uncomfortable. "I want to go home!" she wailed.

"Of course sweetie," she said to Brynn. Turning around the HYDRA agents, she growled, "I should call the police."

She hurried Brynn from the building and they got into the van.

"Ohmygosh, Brynn!" Skye breathed out, "Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

Brynn panted and nodded, "They saw the ICER in my pocket and got suspicious."

Someone knocked on the window. It was one of the HDYRA agents. Skye rolled down the window, nervousness boiling in the bottom of her stomach.

"Uh, ma'am," he said awkwardly, addressing Simmons, "I'm-uh- sorry for scaring your kid." He chewed on his lip nervously.

"You better be!" snapped Simmons, "Now leave, you're scaring her even more! Or I'll call the police!"

The HYDRA agent hurried away.

"Dang, Simmons," said Skye, "Impressive."

Coulson sighed in relief as he clanged the vault door shut. His heart had nearly stopped beating when he heard the alert word. He had to be pretty proud of Brynn, though, she sounded very convincing. He walked to the kitchen, where the team was gathered.

"You have no idea how scared I was when I saw him tapping on the window," said Simmons.

"I was terrified when I heard the alert word!" gasped Skye, "I even threw my laptop."

"Fitz fell off of the ledge on the building," said Mack, "Luckily I caught him."

"We don't need to talk about that, Mack," said Fitz, embarrassed, "Anyways, I'm going to find a way to make the ICERS smaller, so that they won't be as conspicuous."

"Well, Brynn," said Coulson coming into the kitchen, "How did you like your first mission?"

"I wanna do it again!" she cheered.

Coulson stuttered and somehow couldn't find a way to refuse her.

So it was decided. Brynn was going to start training, and Skye was going to be her S.O. The first thing Skye did was present her rookie with a tiny pair of combat boots and a little bullet-proof vest.

"So adorbs!" squeaked Skye, when Brynn put them on. She and Bobbi spent the rest of the day teaching Brynn about going undercover, and pestering Coulson to let her have an "adorable little set of knives!", and bugging Mack to make her a little bunching bag of her own.

Coulson smiled to himself as he watched Skye teaching Brynn how to punch the miniature punching bag, which had "EVIL HYDRA MAN" painted on it.

May stood beside him. "She's pretty excited about becoming an agent."

"I told her it would take a long time, since she's still only a kid" said Coulson, "She's so excited it makes me worried. She's only allowed to go on missions that I deem safe enough, she always has to wear a tracker, she can only have an ICER, and, unless undercover, she will be with one of us at all times. Maybe I'll even put a leash on her."

In the training room, Brynn was punching the bag, yelling "Take that, HYDRA!"

Coulson snapped a picture with his phone.

"I'm going to put this on the S.H.I.E.L.D. scrapbook." He said, walking away.

"We have a S.H.I.E.L.D. scrapbook?"