Phil drops all of his things on a bunk in a plane with his team. Fury had decided to give Clint's team a plane, being as they are always the team going to and from places for missions. Clint had instructed everyone to pack most of their belongings and bring it on board, since they will stay in the plane almost indefinitely. Being one of the members of Clint's team, here he is, in his new small bunk in a big plane, unpacking his belongings and organising it.
He got to the plane a little too early than the rest. When he got in, Clint was still the only one on board, and he is in the cockpit, preparing and heating the engine of the plane. The team is supposed to assemble by ten in the morning. Phil came in the plane at eight in the morning, just a few minutes after Clint came.
It is now nine in the morning and Phil hears muffled voices from outside his bunk. He hears the opening and closing of other bunks beside and across him and he hears footsteps and dropping down of briefcases. He opens the door in his bunk and sees Victoria, who is staying across his bunk.
"Good morning, Coulson," Victoria greets, with a small smile on his face. "I heard you're in here early today."
"I am," he says. "Gives me the time to organise my things more." Victoria chuckles.
"For a man, you're awfully more neat than I am." she says. Phil smiles and resumes fixing his things.
"Hand, Coulson, I need you in the main room immediately." Clint comes in, looking at the two.
"Are the others here yet?" Phil asks.
"The team's complete, and we have a new mission. Be there in two minutes." Clint says, walking away from the bunks.
"First mission as a new team," Victoria says, abandoning all her things scattered in her room. Phil looks at it with a scrunched face. "Are you excited?"
Phil closes his bunk door and smiles. "Just like Christmas." Victoria smirks and closes her bunk door as the two walk to the main room.
Clint is standing in front of Natasha and Melinda. The three are sitting on the couch and turns to look when Phil and Victoria enter the room. Melinda holds Phil's gaze for a moment before looking down and turning away. Phil swallows and sits down beside Natasha. Victoria sits down beside Melinda who smiles at her former student.
"We found intel in a coffee shop in Sausalito, California. The mission's simple, really, go in, retrieve the intel and get out. This is a retrieval op, people, not a combat op, so no arms." Clint explains.
"Who's going in?" Natasha asks. Clint looks at Phil and Melinda.
"May and Coulson." Clint replies. "Nat, Hand, you'll be overseeing the mission here with me. We'll keep it down to two people minimise probable suspicions."
"Any idea whose intel are we about to retrieve?" Melinda asks.
"No clear idea yet," Clint says. "Intel is most likely affiliated with Hydra, but that's the worst case scenario."
"What's the intel for?" Natasha asks.
"The intel could lead us to a gifted scientist's whereabouts, and by gifted, I mean Index gifted." Clint explains. "But this mission is all about the retrieval of the intel only, and the intel alone. Understood?" Everyone nods.
"May, Coulson, we'll be dropping you off at a small-scale coffee shop, and Coulson, I want you to be the one to retrieve the intel located inside the storage room in the coffee shop. May, you'll serve as a distraction to the barista." Clint instructs.
"Distraction?" Phil asks, raising an eyebrow. Clint sighs and looks at Melinda, who is also raising her eyebrow in confusion.
"We've overseen the coffee shop, the barista's a guy. May, you know what to do." Clint says. Natasha and Victoria laugh quietly beside Melinda who is smirking and nodding her head. Phil frowns but doesn't say anything.
"Questions, anyone?" Clint asks, looking at his team members who all shake their heads. "Alright, Nat, what's our ETA?"
"Ten minutes tops, we'll be landing soon." she says, standing up. She nods at Clint who nods back at her as she walks to the cockpit.
"May, Coulson, time to prep." Clint says, raising his eyebrows at the two who nod and stand up to walk over to their bunks.
"Mel," Phil calls to her softly before she enters her bunk. She looks at him. "You'll be okay, right?" he asks.
"Of course," Melinda answers softly. Phil gives her a small smile. "Will you?" she asks. Phil nods.
"I know you'll cover me if things go wrong." Phil replies. Melinda laughs softly and nods.
"You know I will." she says with a smile before entering her bunk.
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