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            NOT, of course, that she had anything to hide from the AGENCY. Those within the agency, however, were a different story. 

Twenty minutes. Fifteen to regain his composure after what had been the interrogation equivalent of pulling teeth with tweezers (not to mention a bad hangover from his past). Five to make his way up from the holding cell to where he was told S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Avenger liaison would be waiting for him.

His head feels heavy with thought, shoulders weighed down by some invisible force. It isn't just the fact that he has to be face to face with Sharon Carter since the attempted arrest (since that entire ordeal) or walking into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s headquarters with a grudge hidden on his sleeve and tension in his step. It's not even so much the fact that he had to momentarily shed some dignity by offering a deal to Schmidt just to get him to talk (no, he reneged on that offer the second he stepped foot out of the interrogation room). It's what was said, what he learned.

"This matter extends far beyond this world, much less what your simple mind can grasp."

The bastard had at least been right about the first part.

    He hoped he was wrong about the latter.

                Maria's trip down to the medbay was a usually a quick one, but in this instance, she took her time. Just outside of her office, she was handed a folder with all of Sharon Carter's recent medical records as well as a brief psych evaluation. Nothing Carter was notified of, but certainly something the agent no doubt had caught onto. It was likely done in a series of passably 'average' questions while getting blood drawn or during any of the other brief procedures upon her return. Maria was still surprised that she had returned.

dear friends

I'm sorry I was gone so long. Film school is incredibly time consuming. D: 

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