The Lives of Two 19 Year Old S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents

Chapter 8 - Planning for Chloe's First Mission

As soon as I entered tactical room 3, Fury launched into a full scale mission plan but I stopped him after a few sentences.

"Fury, stop," I said. "You're planning this mission as if it's two experienced agents like Natasha and I going but it's not. It's Chloe's first mission so if it's a two person mission it has to be two people plus Chloe."

"You're right, Anaiya," he said. "You should take someone else with you but who else is there to go with you?"

"I was thinking we could take a three person tactical team with us," I suggested. "It's not exactly a stealth mission so it wouldn't matter to have a few extra people with us."

"Sounds good to me," he said.

"Does my opinion count?" asked Chloe, directly to Fury.

"No it doesn't," I answered. "None of this is opinion, Chloe, we're following protocol and if you want to go on this mission you have to put our personal relationship aside and listen to every word I say, every command I give. OK?"

"Fine," she huffed.

"Are Roberts, Mattheson and Carlton in today?" I asked Fury.

"I think so. I'll ask Hill to call them in.

After David Roberts, Jessica Mattheson and Ethan Carlton arrived we started replanning the mission.

"So," said Fury. "One more time, you will all get lowered in through the domed roof on the east side. Roberts and Carlton you will plant the four bombs around the building with a five minute timer while Anaiya and Chloe find the hard drive which will probably be in the North side of the complex. You will all rendezvous in the main warehouse and set off the timers on the bombs. Then, make your way out through the south door which, according to my source, is clearly labeled. A quinjet will be waiting outside to pick you up. Is that clear?"

"Yessir," we all responded in unison.

"You have 10 minutes to get ready and meet back here."

Roberts, Mattheson and Carlton left the room and Chloe turned to leave but I stopped her.

"What weapon are you going to use?" I asked her.

"Why do you care?" she snapped.

"Chloe we have to call a truce for just one day. After this mission you can bully me all you want but if you don't cooperate, I'll tell Fury that you cannot go on this mission. There's no time for games, this is a serious matter."

"Fine. I had a weapon specially made two weeks ago."

"OK, what is it?"

"A crossbow."

"A crossbow?"

"Yes, a purple and black one if you really want to know."

"But you've never practiced with one."

"I've been practicing with a crossbow for five months."

"I guess I'm not the only one who's good at keeping secrets. So what does your suit look like? I'm guessing you had one of those made as well."

"You'll see once I'm dressed."

And she strutted off to get dressed.

I went to my S.H.I.E.L.D. room, which connects to my bedroom at my parents' house, and changed into my catsuit and combat boots. I strapped a gun holster with some extra ammo to each of my thighs and put my two favorite guns into them.

I walked back to the tactical room and I couldn't believe my eyes. Chloe looked stunning. She was wearing black leather leggings with a dark purple strip down the side of each leg and a fitted, black and purple, long sleaved, leather top. On her feet she wore black, almost knee high boots.

Her long, dark brown hair (which now had purple highlights) was held back with a black headband and a black eye mask covered the area around her eyes. I was lost for words.

"What are you gaping at?" She asked me.

"You look beautiful," I said.

"Thanks," she answered, and for a second I thought I saw a flicker of love in her eyes, but then it was gone, and I was left with the cold hearted girl who had left me broken.

"Right," said Fury getting our attention. "Agent Daniels here is going to fly you to the complex and lower you through the dome which fortunately is open tonight. Use any force necessary to complete your mission but remember the place is going to blow so only kill is you have to."

We all nodded and set off with Michaela Daniels and her copilot to enter the quinjet.