Second Romanoff (An Aos story)

Face My Enemy

~Winter's pov~

"I think, we'll make it" Skye said walking into the room "Hunter did a a good job, uh, distracting Gabriel, Soto's executive assistant"

"Oh, I bet he did. Damn, tickets cost $25,000?" Trip asked.

"Each. That's why I'm going for the five-finger discount" Skye replied "Mack, you're on"

"Copy that, we're pulling up now" Mack said.

"Good work on the cover, Skye. We're in" Coulson said.

"Ok, remember, Soto has the painting in a sublevel storage room until it comes out later tonight for the guests" Skye replied.

"Winter, how heavy is the security?" May asked.

"Still assessing. Let's assume very" I answered.

"Keep in mind, we've got diplomats here, state officials, these are not friends of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Bridget said Soto's sending out the painting for verification first thing in the morning" Hunter said "She, uh, whispered it in my ear, if you know what I mean"

"Yes, everybody on the planet knows what you mean, Hunter" I told him.

"Right. So, upshot is tonight's our one chance to steal this thing"

"Director, are you sure you don't want me there?" Skye asked "I can help you and May get around any security measures Soto has in-"

"No, keeping it to two agents allows us to minimize detection in a small space. I hope you don't need me to explain covert operations again" Coulson said.

"No, sir"

"Good. this writing was in Garrett's lab, the Obelisk, and now a 500-year-old piece of art, it's important. Getting that painting could mean answers for us"

"Yes, sir. We will..." Skye started but was cut off by someone laughing "Wait what was that?"

"Yeah, that's May"

"Is she ok? Is everything ok?"

"Yes. She's laughing, i think the worst of it's over now" Coulson told her "Going radio silent, we'll resume content shortly"

"Did they just turn off their comms?" Skye asked.

~Time Skip~

"Nice work out there. Do we get to keep the scooter?" Hunter asked as he and Mack walked in.

"Nice work yourself, though it didn't look like you were suffering too much" Skye told him.

"And I was babysitting an empty plane. How is this fair?" Trip asked.

"And me" I added.

"It's weird, women just like me. Always have. Never understood it. Must be a magnetism thing, I guess. Who can explain it, eh?" He told us.

"If it makes you feel any better, I don't get it either" Skye replied.

"You hear that?" Hunter asked "If I wanted someone to take jabs at me, I'd still be married"

"Hmm, Jeez, not this story again" Mack said.

"Can we not?" I asked.

"Oh, no, I think we can" Skye responded.

"I first met her on a spring night. She was on the pier facing the Outer Banks..." Hunter started, I sighed "the moonlight glinting off her face"

"Mmm-hmm"