Problems: From Rookies to Babies.

[istillbelieveinheroes]

They were on a mission in Canada. Nothing too bad about this one it seemed. Or so it was meant to be pretty easy. There was word of a device being set up there by some unknown group, that was putting off strange readings. For one, they had no intil on the group, for another they had no idea what kind of device. Both things they needed to know about. Why? Because it’s SHIELD and they need to know everything.

It wasn’t top priority however. A training mission, really. Scout and Scoot as Coulson would call it. Since the events in New York, (and, you know, living and all) Fury had been placing him on smaller training missions, when he wasn’t keeping an eye on the Avengers. He had been officially moved to the ‘Ambassador to the Avengers’ as Sitwell laughed.

The point being? This was a simple training mission that won't stay so simple. Because of the need for eyes from a distance, Clint was pulled along as well, which suited Coulson fine, really, and it might have suited Barton fine as well.

But as I said, the mission was simple that didn’t stay simple. One of their rookie Agents got himself into a spot of trouble, captured by a dart to the neck and dragged inside. Another Agent followed him in, tracking. Phil knew she was a good tracker, but he didn’t like the next problem that followed.

Communications ceased to function once the Agent’s stepped inside the small base set inside the hill side. Great.

“Barton. Lost Meyers. Lost Hutchinson. Do you have eyes on Jackson?” Their third rookie who was with them.

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[from_a_distance]

Clint took a quick glance in the rearview mirror. "Don't I always entertain you?" he asked. Not that it was entirely his intention, but he did like to think it was a nice side effect and part of the reason Coulson never told him to shut up.

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Coulson smiled at that, glancing over at Clint. "I haven't written you up yet, have i?" That's a yes. The man did entertain him, though he hadn't really thought of it till now.

[from_a_distance]

"And I appreciate it," Clint affirms with a soft laugh.

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Phil chuckled softly, head leaning back a bit in the chair, looking back at the child as she fussed. his hand drew back again, finger into her hand, and he stopped typing, sitting the data pad in his lap.

If he stayed this way for long, Barton might get his wish and the man will rest more. "Just don't push it and we'll b e fine."

[from_a_distance]

"I always push it," Clint reminded him. Just far enough and no further. That's what made it fun. He glanced over at Phil occasionally as he drove, fondness in his expression. It was almost funny what seeing him like this did to Clint.

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"Mmm but never too much. I really would come down on you if you were pushing it too much." He said lightly, watching the child a bit and just relaxing. He hadn't realized he yawned until it was too late. His free hand came up to hide his open mouth and he tried to wake himself up a bit again.

Like what? Relaxed? Half awake? With a baby? Or simply just... 'his'.

[from_a_distance]

All of those, but at the moment it was the with a baby part that was hitting him. The 'his' might come more after he started to let himself actually think that way.

"Yeah, I know. I try not to. As much as possible."

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"You're good. I think it annoys certain other people which might be why I also don't mind you doing it." What? He could be a bit of a brat himself, in ways.

He leaned back the chair a bit again, playing with the babies hand once more, ignoring work and actually relaxing. "I wonder what they're going to do with her."

[from_a_distance]

Clint chuckled at his comment and then sobered at Phil's next remark.

"I'm sure they'll find somewhere for her," he says quietly. He isn't, really, but he is sure that between him and Phil, they can make sure SHIELD does what's right for the kid.