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     ‘ what’s shield doin’ here? ’   are the first words out of her mouth as she steps in the room, relaxed hands immediately turning into fists. rogue never did like shield nor their ways and to see one of them inside the mansion caused a bitter taste to form on the back of her tongue. eyes narrow in a glare at the female, not offering any sign of friendliness.

Cont

“Of course I made it, darling.” Chris responded, sending the girl a smile as he moved around her, so his arm was clearly around the girl’s waist. Nothing inappropriate, but clearly sending a vibe to the male opposite them who was staring at the two in disbelief.  “Sorry I’m late, my brother didn’t show up to take his shift at the bar.”

a couple of lies,   a smile,   and a fake ID got him into the morgue without any hassle.    unless they’re local police,   most people don’t ask too many questions when the feds are involved  ;  or who they  believe  are the feds,   at any rate.    sam recycles his story for the M.E.,   examining the body of the most recent victim without interruption,   metaphorical wheels already beginning to turn.

     elena admired jemma in more ways than one. not only was she highly intelligent in multiple fields but was also an exceptional agent and fighter. she offers her a gentle smile while stepping into the lab, hands sliding into the pockets of her jacket.  ❝  this stuff is all confusing. i don’t know how you know it.  ❞