Eyes in the Shadows - Pt. 1

April 05, 2015:

Mockingbird and Cap are sent to investigate the death of the Oregon governor's daughter. Something is up.

Triskelion, and Portland

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Characters

NPCs: Agent Thomas

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Mood Music: None.


Fade In…

Before…

Bobbi Morse was deep in a job of somesort, doing whatever it is that SHIELD agents do at the Triskelion when she received a mildly surprising notice. She was summoned to come see Director Fury right away. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars.

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It hadn't been so long since she'd been beaten to an inch of her life and revived with the super soldier serum, but she now seemed to be 100 percent. Or at least that's what Nick Fury has been told as he thumbs through her file. Agent Thomas stands with his elbow on a filing cabinet, looking somewhat perturbed as they stand in the dark room waiting for Morse.

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When Director Fury calls, Bobbi hops to. It's ingrained in her now. This is the man who told her mother she was dead when she decided to join SHIELD full time. He also provided her with the solution to her serum's aging issue. She raps on the door, wearing jeans and a t-shirt under a leather jacket. Casual wear, or possibly what she was in for an undercover job. "Director Fury? It's Agent Morse."

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"Come in, Agent Morse," Nick Fury says with his low toned, slightly raspy voice. "Have a seat," he offers with a slight wave of the hand as she undoubtedly enters. "Agent Morse, this is Agent Thomas. He's a weapons specialist. I'm not sure you two have met, yet."

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Agent Thomas is a well built man with sharp features and short black hair. He gives Agent Morse a weary nod, as if he's being put up to this somehow. He is. "Bobbi, right? Not sure we've talked." But he's heard of her. That much goes without saying.

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With introductions out of the way, Nick gets to the point. "Agent Morse, tell me what you know about Captain Rogers." He leans back in his tall black chair and folds his hands in front of his leather jacket, looking at her with his good eye.

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"No, sir, I don't believe we have," Bobbi admits. She offers a return nod to the other agent. Fury's question has a brow arching as she looks back to the man with the eye patch. "Captain Rogers is probably the greatest patriot of both our time and his own. He battled insistently to be accepted into the US military during World War II, despite physical and health deficiencies. He was brought into the SSR and given the original Super Soldier serum. He gave his life to stop the Nazi branch of HYDRA, but it was later discovered he survived, frozen in ice. He was recently brought back in this time, and has again begun serving his country, and the world. Why?"

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Fury, pointedly, doesn't seem to answer Bobbi's direct question. "Agent Morse, you are to follow Captain Rogers and Agent Thomas on their next mission, beginning at 06:00 hours. You'll be headed to Portland, Oregon to investigate the murder of the governor's daughter." He pauses and sits forward slightly, as he does when he's about to say something important. "Your cover is that you will be going to investigate the body. You are to report all that you see. And send me daily journals in this pad, biologically locked to your palm print." He slides the long, thin, black laptop across his desk towards her.

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"Yes sir. Am I presenting as a coroner? Medical examiner? Morgue attendant?" Bobbi asks, as she accepts the pad, her brow furrowing slightly at the deflection from Fury. "And are you asking me to report what I see pertinent to the death of the governor's daughter? Or with Captain America?"

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"You'll have credentials from the SRD so you can pose as one of theirs. As far as what you report," Fury says shrugging his shoulders before his eyes flicker towards Agent Thomas, "You and Agent Thomas are to report everything you see."

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"And what is Agent Thomas' role in this mission, sir?" Bobbi asks, curiously. Inwardly, however, she is pretty sure it's to report on her while she reports on Steve.

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"Agent Thomas is your backup in case anything goes wrong," Fury says.

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Now…

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Usually they'd take a Quinjet and all that, but Fury wants to keep from arousing any suspicion on this one. Who knows who might look into the flight records? And if this was in fact a murder, and if it was in fact an inside job, they needed to make sure they covered all their bases. So, Agent Thomas sits near the window, Agent Morse in the middle, and Captain Rogers on the aisle.

*

"Sorry," Steve says as he bumps Bobbi; he's a big dude in a small chair and the back of his arm is encroaching. She can tell he feels uncomfortable about it because he seems as though he is actually trying to prevent himself from invading her space. He's drawing a caricature of somesort. After a few moments it seems that the caricature is of Clint Barton, strung up in his arrow string. "You can keep it," he says to her with a wink.

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Airline seats were also not designed for women who are 5'11" tall. Bobbi is practically eating her knees and looking incredibly grumpy. They could have at least given them first class. She glances over at the picture and snorts with a grin, before she takes it in hand and tucks it into a small folio she has in the magazine keeper attached to the seat in front of her. "That is awesome." She's dressed casually but somewhat professionally, in black cotton slacks and a white blouse.

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"Kind of overkill for a murder, don't you think?" Steve says as he leans toward Bobbi. He's wearing an old Brooklyn Dodgers baseball cap with a tight, plain white t-shirt and jeans. He also wears a pair of eyeglasses, with thick black frames, in order to hide his identity.

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Suddenly, a child, maybe 8, interrupts their conversation. "Hi Captain America! Can I get your autograph?"

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Steve looks slightly shocked, "I guess glasses aren't the best disguise." He grins at the boy and signs happily, "Our secret, kid."

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"Thanks, mister!"

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"Well it's a political one, so I guess it warrants some big guns?" Bobbi notes to Steve. When the kid comes up to him she can't help but snicker softly. There's a reason she's always kept her identity separate from her Mockingbird self. Also her family thinks Bobbi is dead. "We need to get you a fake moustache. No one will believe clean cut Cap has a spectacular moustache."

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"I suppose you're right," Steve says, repositioning himself for about the third time in a minute. "I'd look pretty good in a handlebar mustache, I bet." His head lolls to the side so he can look at her before he laughs. "Not sure if it's regulation." Steve does his best to wrap his arms around his chest and sleep on the way. Several times he bumps into Bobbi, immediately wakes up and apologizes, and tries to scootch farther from her, before inevitably repeating the process.

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A few hours later, they land in Portland and take a cab towards the coroner's office.

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When they're a few miles away, the driver pulls over at Steve's discretion. "Governor Isaacs has some enemies in the Tomorrow Party. Since it'll spook whoever's at the coroner's office, I'll go ahead and put some bugs in the Attorney General's office, just to be prudent. That alright?"

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"Are we supposed to split up?" Bobbi asks with a bit of concern. "It sounds like a smart move, but if the expected number of agents don't show up at the coroner's office, it might tip off whomever did this." She doublechecks the camera set into her unnecessary glasses, the recording device in the pen in the pocket of her lab coat, and the tracers hidden in her hair bun.

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"I'm sure you'll be able to get around it. But, let's be honest, if they think that the SRD is here and they see me they're either going to call foul. And if they don't, and they're on the inside, they're going to tip off whoever did this that we're onto them."

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"All right, Steve, just be careful, ok?" Bobbi implores. She is going to have to report this to Fury, and she's not sure she likes it. "Agent Thomas, are you still going with me?" she asks the other agent in the vehicle."

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Agent Thomas gives her a nod, "Was planning on it, Morse. The only thing worse than one not showing up is two not showing up." Once the car stops in full, Steve ducks out of it, and begins walking briskly down the street. Meanwhile, the car pulls away and quickly both Thomas and Morse will lose sight of him.

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It doesn't take long for them to arrive at the intended spot, and both descend down into the coroner's office. He happens to be in, and he's not real happy the SRD have come to check out his work.

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"I heard you'd be coming," Dr. Wennington says from behind his spectacles. His tone is cold.

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Once Steve is out of sight, Bobbi reports the plan alteration on her provided pad for Fury. When they arrive, Bobbi wears a cool smile on her face as she offers a hand to the coroner. "Doctor Wennington, we'll try not to take up too much of your time. I'm Doctor Roberta Morris. I'd like to examine the body, and your notes if I can?"

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"Fine," he says, not that he seems to think it's fine at all. But it's whatever. The lab notes are given over and finally Bobbi is given a chance to look at the body in peace. Wennington leaves and she's able to begin.

*

The coroner's report states that she died of exposure. Why she was found out in the forest and how she got there are a complete mystery. No drugs in her system, according to the report. No wounds of any kind. According to Wennington's notes, she looks like she just walked out towards the woods, laid down, went to sleep, and never woke up again.

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Agent Thomas is leaning against the far wall, eyes flickering towards the door momentarily.

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"Good lookin' broad," he says idly.

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"I thought we left Steve elsewhere," Bobbi notes with a frown. "That's an outdated term from his era." It's a polite way to tell him to shut it. She pulls a magnifying light over the body and begins to cover it inch by inch, looking for incisions or anything to indicate an injection sight. If she was drugged it might explain odd behavior. She checks ears, behind the knees, and everywhere else.

*

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Thomas says with a hint of boredom. "Don't go gettin' frisky on me, Morse. I heard you like to keep it in the SHIELD family with your men," he snickers a bit, obviously trying to push things with her to see if he can get a rise.

*

That's it, alright. Right behind the ear there's a mark, clear to Bobbi that it is from a syringe of some sort. It is not in the coroner's report and it is not likely that it could have been missed.

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"Don't worry, Thomas. I'm way too far out of your league," she remarks back, while focusing on her work. She frowns as she comes across the injection site. "We have a problem. Either Doctor Wennington is unforgivably bad at his job or…" she gestures the other agent over to look through the magnifier at the hole behind the corpse's ear, "…he's been asked not to report this."

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Morse moves to look for the blood and tissue samples that were reportedly the deceased, then takes some of her own for comparison. "We'll need to treat everything in his report as false information for the time being."

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Outside the coroner's office a group of men file in through each of the entrances that head upstairs. They wear black sweaters and combat fatigues, and so far, remain unseeable from the coroner's lab, which does have windows.

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One of the men, apparently the leader, gives a nod to the left and then a nod to the right. The doors close slowly and get locked from the outside.

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"You sure?" Thomas asks as he looks in more closely. He reaches out to touch the skin by the ear in order to get a better look. "I have a pretty wide league."

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"Positive," Bobbi notes, as she spins up the centrifuge so she can start a toxicology panel on her samples. Her head raises as she hears footsteps. "Can you check and make sure Wennington isn't coming back? Pretty sure he'll be cranky that I'm rerunning his tests."

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"Sure thing," Thomas says with a grin; lingering just a bit before he does as his superior says. He makes his way towards the door before someone pops up right in front of him. Looks like the guys were down in a crawl underneath the windows. Thomas gets punched right in the face and falls back into the room as 8 men in black file into the room, looking as if they mean to do Bobbi Morse some harm. But they pause, for just a moment, expecting something else maybe?

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"The Hell!?" Bobbi blurts out, spinning around and reaching for the nearest things to use as weapons, a chisel hammer for cracking bones and a bone saw. "Didn't anyone teach you boys how to knock?" she quips. "Who are you!? What do you want?!"

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They don't speak. Instead, the first approaches Bobbi pulling a military knife from his belt as he lunges at her, clearly going for a deep strike. And it looks like they came prepared because this knife glows with some sort of blue tint—it is not a normal blade.

*

Mockingbird slams the hammer across her body, aiming for the masked man's knife-wielding wrist. "Hey! I'm not the corpse for dissecting, pal!" She flips to one side and kicks out at the guy's head with one foot, careful to only use enough force to disable, not kill. She's been practicing constantly to gauge her strength.

*

The rest of the men move upon her, with weapons of the same kind. The room is cramped with Thomas down and her new friend that she just put away.

*

Suddenly, there's a vicious crashing sound as another man in black, one that was until unseen comes smashing through the window. Amidst the broken glass, Steve Rogers is walking into the room to help even the odds!

*

Before the serum, Bobbi Morse was one of the best martial artists in SHIELD. After, she's a whirlwind of a combatant, spinning, leaping, striking, kicking, and throwing anything near at hand to add to the chaos she sees clearly through. An organ weighing pan to one guy's face, a sweep of another's legs from under him, a somersault over the table with the corpse on it to kick two more dead in the chest and knock them down. "Nice timing Cap!" she calls out.

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"Wouldn't have missed it," Steve replies as a few of them turn and come at him. He dips low, sweeping the leg from the first while popping up lightning fast to drive a hard uppercut into the jaw of the next. The other gets an elbow which breaks the orbital bone and leaves the man screaming.

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With Cap as backup, the rest of the goons don't last long. Once Bobbi sends her last opponent into lala land, she moves to check on Thomas.

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Cap looks down at the goons before looking up at Agent Morse, "Looks like this runs a little deeper than just one body." He holds up his phone towards Morse. It shows a message from Fury, "GET BACK THERE NOW."

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To be continued.

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