~Winter's pov~
"This is what this is all about, another S.H.I.E.L.D.?" I asked.
"Lower your voice, It'll all get worked out momentarily" Mack told me.
"Lower my voice? You must be joking?" I asked slightly louder "So what now, off to see the wizard?"
"Eh, something like that" He answered walking me into another room, and there were three people sat around the table.
"Priceless. I guess one boss wasn't enough for you and Bobbi" I said, as Mack undid my handcuffs.
"Seems the road trip hasn't dampened your friend's spirits" A man said walking into the room.
"Gonzales. It's good to see you, sir" Mack said shaking the man (Gonzalez's) hand.
"It's been too long, Mack"
"Yeah"
"It's good to have you back on board. You must be Winter Blood" Gonzalez said to me, holding out his hand.
"And you must be crazy" I replied.
"I assure you, none of us wanted this" and he walked over to one of the seats.
"I think I preferred you acting alone instead of taking orders from the clown academy" I said to Mack.
"This is not about blindly following orders, Miss. Blood. This is about leaders being held accountable" Gonzalez told me.
"To the men and woman they serve, as well as those that govern alongside them"
"Thanks for the democracy lesson, Lady Thomas Jefferson, but if it's all the same, spare me the sales pitch" I answered.
"That's great. We should throw her in the brig"
"Let's not be hasty, Tomas. We at least owe her an explanation" Gonzalez replied "We founded S.H.I.E.L.D., the real S.H.I.E.L.D., on the belief that leadership should operate with transparency, and not from the shadows"
"Nick Fury simply kept too many secrets"
"Got it. Couldn't agree more, actually. Just one little detail that you seem to have overlooked in your otherwise spot-on assessment. Guy with the eye patch and the secrets, Nick Fury?" I said "He's dead"
"Fury is dead, but Coulson's alive and well" Gonzalez replied.
"Thanks to one of those secrets" Tomas replied.
"And it seems that instead of learning from those mistakes, Coulson's heading down the same path"
"Ok" I said sitting in one of the chairs. "So that's what this is about, you guys don't want Coulson in charge. I'll be the first to admit the guy's not perfect, sometimes chews with his mouth open, tends to hog the mic on karaoke nights, but other than that, he's not so bad, really"
"Well, I'm afraid we don't share in that opinion" as Mack took a seat as well.
"This is мусор, maybe you've drunk the conspiracy Kool-Aid, but there's not a chance in hell Bobbi'd ever bow down to any of this-" and the door opened, I turned my head and Bobbi walked in and closed the door and took the seat next to Mack.
"Perhaps we could have discussed this alone? Without all of Hufflepuff looking on?" I asked her.
"Winter, please" She answered.
"Ok, then" I said "Indoctrinate away"
"It may come as a surprise to you, but I was very close to Isabelle Hartley, you see, she saved my life in this very facility. Hydra had me dead to rights"
"You're not the first person Izzy helped out of a pinch"
"But I may have been the last. By all accounts, Isabelle's death could have been avoided, If Agent Coulson hadn't been so relentless in his pursuit of alien tech"
"Added to that, the tragedy in Puerto Rico. the death of Agent Triplett. The transformation of the young woman, Raina. Even Agent Skye seems to have been affected" Lady Thomas Jefferson added.
"And all because of Coulson's search for a city that his own alien writing drove him to find"
"Yeah, he's put all that scribbling behind him" I answered.
"Oh, should we all just get up and go home now?" Tomas asked.
"This is not a decision that we arrived at lightly. I know Coulson. He was a good agent, at least he was before Fury injected him with alien DNA. ever since, his behavior's grown increasingly more troubling. Can you honestly tell me that you don't share any of these concerns?"
"I won't deny you have a few good points, but why not just take it up with the man himself?" I asked.
"We wanted all the facts first" Gonzalez said.
"Which is what Bobbi and I have been doing, gathering intel" Mack told me.
"Bobbi, you're an awfully quiet member of this coup'd eat, what's your take?" I asked her.
"I believe they're right. Coulson has been compromised" She replied.
~Time Skip~
I was still in the meeting room, I was pacing around thinking of a way out, the door opened I looked over and saw Bobbi walk in.
"I'm sorry" She said.
"You could have just said, Bobbi"
"I was hoping to keep you out of this" She replied, I scoffed. "I gave your name to Coulson because Hartley needed backup, I never thought you'd stay, let alone care, then Hunter started asking questions about what Mack and I were up to, and the next thing I know, he has you tied up in his trunk"
"Second, least fun road trip of my life" I answered.
"Does Hunter know?" She asked, I shook my head.
"No, he believes your in a support group" I lied. "But I don't think he'll be happy when he finds out, that you kidnapped his new girlfriend" she looked at me shocked. "...oh, I forgot I didn't tell you, opps"
"I'm sorry" She said again "I gonna finish this"
"Fine, but I'm leaving, Bobbi. So don't try and stop me" I told her.
"I won't" I walked towards the door "Everybody else will" i opened the door and there were two guards waiting there, one of the guards reached for his weapon, I grabbed his arms and threw him into the room, I punched the other one in the face and slammed his against the wall "There's nowhere to go!" I kneed the guard the gut and flipped him over and he landed on his back and ran out the room.
I rushed down the hallways, I spotted a door with the letter Z on it, I opened it and we were on a boat in the middle off the ocean. "О, какого хрена" (Oh, what the fuck)
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