Getting Meyers out was easy. He wasn't a old man, just not as young a he used to be. Once they were outside again, communications picked up once more. Phil gave orders for a pick up as well as the need for a team to come in and take care of the site. Clean up.
There was going to be a lot of paper work to do.
When he tried to pass the baby off to a medic to be checked out, she wouldn't stop crying. Phil had even stepped back for a bit, watching someone try to fuss over Barton for wounds, only to be distracted with the crying child.
After some time, a female medic, clearly not used to children, looked frustrated, like she had a headache. Phil stepped in, reaching a hand out to the child, finger brushing at her hair line lightly. "Shhhh, what's all the fuss about?" He said to the baby, then gave a smile to the woman, indicating she could hand the baby over.
It was almost instant, the crying stopped and the fussing died down. Before he could even bring her to his chest, close and secure, she'd closed her eyes and sniffled in her sleep.
"You've got some magic to you, Agent Coulson" The woman said, sounding deeply grateful. "Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her. We need to take her back to the facility and have her fully checked out however." She seemed to linger on those words, looking at him.
Phil understood, frowning at the child. "I suppose I could help transport her. Once my driver is done being harassed by the medics." He tipped his head over towards Barton at that.
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There was going to be a lot of paper work to do.
When he tried to pass the baby off to a medic to be checked out, she wouldn't stop crying. Phil had even stepped back for a bit, watching someone try to fuss over Barton for wounds, only to be distracted with the crying child.
After some time, a female medic, clearly not used to children, looked frustrated, like she had a headache. Phil stepped in, reaching a hand out to the child, finger brushing at her hair line lightly. "Shhhh, what's all the fuss about?" He said to the baby, then gave a smile to the woman, indicating she could hand the baby over.
It was almost instant, the crying stopped and the fussing died down. Before he could even bring her to his chest, close and secure, she'd closed her eyes and sniffled in her sleep.
"You've got some magic to you, Agent Coulson" The woman said, sounding deeply grateful. "Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her. We need to take her back to the facility and have her fully checked out however." She seemed to linger on those words, looking at him.
Phil understood, frowning at the child. "I suppose I could help transport her. Once my driver is done being harassed by the medics." He tipped his head over towards Barton at that.