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"Well, we’ve got a specialist on the team." She neglected names. Names were still a little too painful to think about. "Well, we can take care of ourselves, can’t we?"

"Oh." He caught the note in her voice, again not pressing further. It seemed like a bad direction to steer the conversation into anyhow. "Sure can." Then, after a moment, "…How’s Rose like? I never met her. By the time I came along, she was long gone. Granddad liked to tell stories about her, but that’s different from actually knowing her."


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"They mean everything to me! But I can’t break protocol - I can’t even break character, damn it - without putting them in even more danger than they already are!”

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"Really? Security cameras? This is Torchwood, Sebastian. We don’t just use those." She darted ahead of him, reaching inside her coat pocket. "Thought I’d need this." Jemma extracted a small plastic badge. "Torchwood key card. One of the master keys. Mum gave it to me as a precaution. We can use it." 

He shrugged, stifling a smirk. “It’s what I’m usually used to. Not everywhere is as high tech as Torchwood and SHIELD, obviously.” Sebastian eyed the key card, slightly suspicious. “You’re sure? Would they be able to see who’s unlocking the doors, or is that not monitored?”

i have no idea where sebby’s muse went sulking off to but oH MAN I’M SORRY I’M SO BAD WITH REPLIES RIGHT NOW

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someone give me an au where muse a and muse b are a newlywed couple or even a long-term couple who are at a downfall in their relationship. cuddling sessions turn into barely touching, date nights become a rarity, most of their conversations turn into fights,. they yell, they curse, they shove    usually leading up to muse b leaving for the night, returning before sunset smelling of alcohol and perfume, sometimes adorning lipstick stains on his neck. muse a pretends not to notice and/or care when it reality it’s tearing her up inside. both muse a and muse b feel as if their relationship is nearing to an end. until one night when the pair, who have both had a few too many drinks, find themselves in bed together for what they believe is the last time. that is, until muse a discovers that they are expecting. both know what it’s like to come from a broken home,not wanting the same for their unborn child. they decide to stay together for their baby. together, they’ll learn the ropes and experience the struggles of being parents. and through all of the hard times, they’ll fall in love with each other all over again.


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"They mean everything to me! But I can’t break protocol - I can’t even break character, damn it - without putting them in even more danger than they already are!”

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"Ground floor’s usually the lobby. Empty except for the front desk and possibly a fountain. Depends on the building." Jemma fingered the gun at her waist before taking a firm grip on it. God forbid she actually had to use it- luckily it was only one of the ICERs. "Gotcha. Shall we?"

"Good. We’ll have cover, if it somehow gets to that point." He walked carefully towards the door to the roof, kicking open the locked door - the stairway was clear, thankfully, and there was a door to the floor below. Sebastian couldn’t see anyone through the small window, but there was no way to be completely sure it was empty until they actually got onto the floor itself. "Y’think they’ll be paying any attention to the security cameras, or would they be concentrated on the agents in the front? Either way, I’ve got a fiber-optic arrow and I can jack the system if we need to. Just gotta warn Stark if I’m using it."

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She froze momentarily before nodding. “You’ll need to take that up with someone else. I was only level five, you know.” She sighed softly and went to grab Q tips and a few ointments, shaking her head. “None of you can stay safe, can you? At least it’s not dreadful.” 

"Just offering. Coulson won’t mind if I ask him, I think. I’ve worked with him before, so he knows how I’m like" He laughed, a bit nervously. "Trouble likes our family too much. And, trust me, it could’ve been a lot worse. I’m actually surprised I don’t have at least one bullet in me at this point."


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"They mean everything to me! But I can’t break protocol - I can’t even break character, damn it - without putting them in even more danger than they already are!”

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"We’ll be fine. I made them teach me how to use a gun, so." Jemma’s lips curved in a faint smile before she sobered, nodding. "I’ve been in a variety of buildings- this one’s got to be a research facility." She edged next to him, pointing as she spoke. "There, top couple levels- office area. Paperwork, filing, compiling research. The blinds are open. Next three or four down are labs- blackout curtains." She nodded. "I’m ready." 

"Let’s hope you won’t have to use it that much." He nodded as she explained, following where she pointed. "Any hostages are probably on the ground floor - it’s easier to get them out of the building and away if they need to. We’ll have to be careful in the labs…most likely they’re going through whatever’s inside." Sebastian teleported them quickly, taking a quick scan of the roof as they landed to make sure no one was there. He took out his plasma pistol - his bow could be unwieldy indoors, so the smaller the weapon, the better - and edged towards the door to the roof. "Alright…keep that gun handy."

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"Well, you’re safe now. Come on. God forbid I don’t take care of the only member of my family who knows I’m alive, right?" She all but dragged him down the hallway to the lab she’d taken over. "Sit down, shirt off so I can get to whatever’s on your back."

"That goes for the both of us. If there’s ever a spot on your team for a sniper, you know who to call." He did as he was told, exposing the small collection of bruises and small scrapes he’d amassed over the past few weeks. "So…as you can see, this kind of stuff tends to happen often."


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"They mean everything to me! But I can’t break protocol - I can’t even break character, damn it - without putting them in even more danger than they already are!”

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She had never even passed her field test, and yet here she was offering to take her nephew’s place in the line of fire. Was she crazy? Possibly. In the end, if she went down… they’d blame it on grief. “Whatever you think is best, Sebastian. How many people are in there? I’ve never seen this building before, and Mum took me to a lot of them.”

"I’m…I’m not sure. From the looks of it, at least two dozen. Probably more." He felt queasy, like he was about to be sick - this had never happened to him before, so he had no idea why it was happening now. Maybe it was the prospect of his family getting killed; except no turning back this time, no changing timelines, no asking your younger self to help. "The roof…" He scanned the area quickly, eyes flashing, "we can definitely take the roof. I’ve only been in a few Torchwood buildings, but if the layout’s basic, we shouldn’t have a problem. But it’ll be just us two." He activated his vortex manipulator, squinting at the interface. "Ready when you are."

"My mind tells me that you wish to see your home again, and yet there is a part of you which calls for adventure. A wanderlust."
"Yes. Well, we’ll all go home someday."