“Doppelganger” – pt 2 of 18
Agents of SHIELD Bobbi Morse and Clint Barton move from a technology show to confer with Stane International’s security team about a potential terrorist attack.
“That guard is a sexist prick,” Bobbi said as she and Clint hurried down the hall from the elevator.
“Maybe, but we’re here now so —”
“I have half a mind to let whatever’s happening to happen, just to show that guy —”
Clint grabbed Bobbi’s arm and pulled her to him. He gave her a good, long kiss. When he pulled away, all Bobbi’s anger was gone. He smiled.
“Good. Now get your head can in the game,” Clint said.
Bobbi sneaked another quick kiss. “I’m already thinking about the after party.”
“Then let’s get this over with.”
Both agents continued down the hall. They could already hear sounds of violence coming from somewhere beyond the security wall that had slammed into place before their arrival.
Several Stane security men in riot gear and weaponry stood at the ready by the door. Another man, an executive in a suit wearing a Kevlar vest, huddled with them. He was sweating, barely able to pay attention to what one of the guards was telling him.
“Agents Morse and Barton,” Bobbi said as they approached the Stane team. “Sit-rep.”
“We were told you were here,” the Stane guard talking to the exec said. “We were also told we should all stand down until your backup arrives.”
Clint broke into a smile. “I’m her backup. What’s going on?”
The guard looked from Clint to Bobbi. Off her stern look, he said, “Five guys in green costumes blew a hole in the wall, entered the lab just beyond this security wall. They’ve got two robots with them.”
“What’s in there?” Bobbi asked.
The guard started to respond, but the suit interrupted. “Stane property. And if you’re going to help, you’ll be sure that it remains just that.”
Bobbi cast a quick glance at Clint. She saw in his expression that he too thought this guy could turn into a problem. She did her best to defuse his concerns.
“That’s why General Fury sent us down here,” she said.
“I thought your general called you to stand down after you barged your way in,” the suit replied. He looked Bobbi up and down. “And what exactly are you going to do wearing a skirt and heels?”
Bobbi’s mouth opened, but then she closed it to think about her next words. Clint jumped in.
“Do you have a schematic of that lab handy?”
The guard who had talked to them pulled out a tablet computer and set to work.
“You’re not thinking of going in there, are you?” the suit asked.
“Kinda hard to stop them from stealing Stane property if we don’t,” Bobbi said, trying to hold back her sarcasm.
Her failed effort drew a nasty glare from the suit.
The guard handed his tablet to Clint. Bobbi took it and held it between them. The guard pointed to a place on the screen.
“That’s the lab,” the guard said. “The hole they blew is here. A few of the men spread out, covering the two other entrances. The robots and the remaining men are guarding the server —” he pointed to another area on the screen. “Here.”
“Can we tap the surveillance cameras on this thing?” Bobbi asked.
“Unfortunately, no,” the guard replied.
“And I guess it’d be too much to ask to get a commlink with you?”
The guard looked at the suit. The suit shook his head.
Bobbi handed the tablet back to the guard.
“No gear, half blind,” Bobbi began. “This oughta be a good warm-up for later.”
Clint smiled. To the guard, he said, “How about getting us inside?”
“But your boss said —!” the suit argued.
Bobbi held up a silencing hand.
“Our boss will be happier if we nab these guys without him,” she said.
“Means he doesn’t have to do the paperwork,” Clint added.
To be continued…
DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson.
Advanced Player’s Manual, Copyright 2005, Green Ronin Publishing: Author Skip Williams.
Proteus Plot, Copyright 2006, Green Ronin Publishing, Author Steve Kenson.
The characters Hawkeye, Nick Fury, Mockingbird, the Black Widow, Arnim Zola, the Red Skull, HYDRA, SHIELD and Captain America are Copyright Marvel Comics
The character Grifter is Copyright DC Comics
None of the characters (or the plot, for that matter) belong to me as this is fan fiction, done for fun and as a creative exercise.