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"Meredith Coulson is missing on site; she is no longer permitted and must be removed from the premises, over," both of the Agent's walkie-talkies echoed.

We stared at each other for a solid four seconds after the alert before I jumped into action.

The door was still open, ready for someone to see me at any moment.

"Stay where you are," I ordered, slowly walking towards the door, picking up an ICER from Dad's desk, my eyes glued on them, daring them to make a move.

Cautiously, I closed the door, locking it and shutting the blinds.

"I need something, and I need it quickly, and you're going to tell me where I can find it," I said, keeping my ICER at my hip, lazily pointed towards them.

"Depends on what it is," one of them said, crossing his arms.

"The Marionette Serum," I said, peering into one of the cardboard boxes that they had already begun to pack.

"Can't have it. Experimental and confidential," He said, fearlessly. In direct contrast to his partners, who were practically biting their nails and shivering under my lazy attempt at intimidating them.

"I'm going to get it anyways," I insist. "We can skip all of the dramatics if you just tell me where to find it, and we don't have to make a scene. You don't want to make a scene... Do you?"

A loud knocking began to rattle the blinds on the door, grabbing my attention.

"Now look at the mess you got us into," I said, shaking my head slightly with a slight tut through my lips.

"Fury apprehended it a week ago and sent it to the lab," the other one said, causing all of his colleagues to erupt into a collective groan.

"Nice," I said, tucking the ICER into my belt, the knocking getting louder. "I'm going through my personal belongings now, if you don't mind. Let whoever is banging on the door so obnoxiously in, do me a favor and don't say a word, capiche?"

One of them walked towards the door while I made my way to the bookshelf, picking up a book my Dad had given me when I was young.

I'd kept it on his bookshelf whenever I was bored and wanted to read it.

It was a gift for completing my first phase of training, and it quickly became one of my favorite books.

The Agents barged through the door, guns raised as I picked it up off the shelf, casually ignoring them.

"Meredith, you have to leave now, we'll send you all of your personal belongings, there's no need for you to be here any longer," they ordered.

"But what about the hidden compartments?"I asked, looking up from my book and behind where it once was.

"There are no secret compartments SHIELD doesn't know about," one of them said, just as Agent Sitwell walked in the door.

"My Dad was always a little sneaky," I laughed, giving the wall a little push, watching it contract and reveal exactly what I thought would be there.

The emergency fund. A little something my Dad threw together for times like these. SHIELD definitely didn't know about this.

There was one at the house as well, but I definitely didn't have any time to kill.

Maybe if I didn't allow myself to be blinded a few minutes ago, I could've simply gone home and planned everything out carefully and precisely.

I was wasting time now by regretting everything I did wrong instead of making it right.