"What did you say to him," Ward asked as Seth entered the briefing room.
"You didn't hear," Seth asked.
"No," Ward admitted, "Just heard him scream when you left the room."
"Made him a promise, that's all," Seth answered as Hand walked in the door, talking to another agent.
"Vanchat's intel is paying off. We're pursuing every known buyer of Chitauri metals around the globe," She said, "The largest has a warehouse in Sydney. We're heading there now. This is our chance to take down Centipede. I want everyone in full tactical."
"What about agent Coulson," Ward asked.
"If we're lucky, Centipede's holding him in Sydney," Hand responded, "Dismissed."
The agents trickled out of the room until it was just Ward, Seth, and Hand.
Agent Ward, Johnson, a moment," She requested, addressing Ward first, "First, your friend Skye left the plane and never arrived for her debrief, then Vanchat almost flies out of the interrogation room. Do we have a problem?"
"No, agent Hand," Ward responded, "Your man wasn't getting answers, so I stepped in."
"Without my permission," She emphasized.
"He had mine," Seth said, making eye contact with Hand.
"Well, congratulations," She replied, keeping eye contact with Seth, "Thanks to your unique interrogation skills, we now have active strike teams running raids all over the world. The question is why?"
"Excuse me," Ward asked.
"It's unprecedented," She said, "This kind of response for a level eight operative, the sheer manpower involved. I've been on the phone all day--Director Fury, Commander Hill, everyone wants an update. Frankly, I don't understand it. No single agent is that important."
"Coulson is," Ward answered before leaving.
Once he was out of earshot, Hand spoke again, "I heard what you said, Johnson."
"Naturally."
"What would you have done if he didn't give you the information?"
"That wasn't an option," Seth answered.
She gave him a quizzical look.
"He was scared of the monster, so I let him see the monster," He explained, "Otherwise, I'd've earned my namesake."
He left her with that, stopping by his bunk to grab his plate carrier and a silencer for Hughes' sidearm before heading to the lab to check on FitzSimmons' progress.
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The Chimaera (An A.O.S. Story)
FanfictionSeth Johnson didn't have the ideal childhood: running from his parents just to find himself in the foster system at the age of 13 as they slowly went mad over the loss of their 'daisy'. Picked up by S.H.I.E.L.D. at the age of 17 he graduated top of...
