She’d spent several minutes wandering the hallways quickly, searching for anyone who looked like they were looking for someone like her. No luck. Still no luck. The frown grew more pronounced as she went down different corridors, when she was almost run over by a slightly out of breath officer.
Shock was absolutely clear on her face. This agent looked harried and flustered- what was SHIELD thinking? Maybe there was some sort of reason to this… “Yeah, that’s me. Agent Barton, right?” Bonnie frowned deeply. “We were supposed to take off twenty minutes ago.”
The girl let out a deep sigh, shaking her head. “Well, better late than never, right?”
Yup. Another bad impression. Way to go, Sebastian.
"Agent Barton, yeah." He said half-heartedly, still slightly out of breath and disgruntled about the fact that SHIELD had had to give him an alias in order to work there. He still wasn’t used to it and sometimes didn’t respond to people quite as fast as they would’ve liked.
"I know, sorry, I was…" In a meeting with UNIT’s highest ranked science officer? Alongside an honorary Level 9 SHIELD officer in an emergency situation room? Across an ocean about an hour ago? Zapped here via portable teleporter? "…I got the notice late."
Damn it. Really? Of all excuses, he’d used that?
"I guess." More unprofessionalism. Wonderful job you’re doing, Tyler. "We should get to the helipad."
"Maybe it would work." Bonnie shrugs, following him. "You never know."
"I guess I’m just afraid. I don’t wanna be rejected by her a second time - not after what happened after I showed her my memories." He inhales sharply, covering his face with his hands briefly. "I must sound pathetic. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to start talking about this, it’s just…just been rattling around in my head for a while."
((nyehhhh i feel like redoing sebby’s theme but what do i change it to))
One hour. That was how late her new supervising officer was. She’d been standing patiently in the cafeteria, where she’d been told to be at two sharp. It was now three.
And she was angry.
Bonnie really couldn’t complain much though- this was her first mission being completely out of the Academy, and she’d be damned if she made a fuss her first day out. But this was just plain irritating. If she needed to find her SO herself, she would. And deciding that, she turned sharply on her heels, eyes narrowed, arms crossed over her middle in frustration.
UNIT had held an emergency meeting with the Doctor, who’d dragged his grandson in with him. It wasn’t until halfway through that SHIELD managed to patch through and tell him that he was half an hour late for a mission they’d been trying to give him for over an hour.
And on top of that, it was also now his job to train a rookie fresh out of the Academy. Sebastian wasn’t even that seasoned of an agent - UNIT had transferred him to SHIELD headquarters less than two months ago.
Now he ran through the halls, having used his vortex manipulator to teleport himself to New York. He narrowly avoided someone carrying a large stack of paperwork, turned the corner and-
-nearly collided with a very miffed-looking agent. He managed to backpedal fast enough to stop before he did, letting out a muffled half-yelp as he did.
"Sorry-" He was about to run off again, then stopped as he glimpsed her badge. "Agent Holloway?" He gasped, still out of breath. "I’m…I’m your S.O. Sorry about the…about the wait."
"Come on. Let’s go get that coffee." Bonnie takes a moment to straighten her desk before looking back up at him. "Maybe you should try and see if Jo or Donna will talk to you. It’s the hols, after all."
He nods and starts towards the door. “…Maybe. Wouldn’t hurt to try.”
"Everyone’s out, then." Bonnie tries to smile, failing miserably. "I’m probably going to beg for a mission. No need to sit here and be alone. Dad’s off on some business partnership in Spain, and there’s no way I’m going home to Mum and the stepmonster. I do miss Elsie and Lewis though."
"Looks like it. Stark might pop in, but no family. I might as well too - at least I’ll be of some use during then."
"I like the sound of that. Let me just grab my coat, it’s getting ridiculously chilly." She lets out a small huff. "I’m usually out during the hols, it’s the one request I’ve always had." Bonnie pauses slightly before turning to grab her coat, directing her next question over her shoulder. "What’re you going to do this year? For the hols?"
"Sure." He sticks his hands in his pockets, absentmindedly shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he waits. "Me? I dunno. Jo and Donna are out of the question, probably. Mum wasn’t acting right the last time I saw her, and Granddad seems like he’s running from something."
"I don’t really have a filter, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to pry." She’s surprised at the request- it’s been a while since it’s been just the two of them. She’d fallen out of contact once she really started to make her way through the levels, and he had a family. "I think that’s a wonderful idea."
"It’s alright, really." He notes the look of surprise on her face - the last time they’d done anything together was when both of them were fairly new to SHIELD and he was her S.O. in the field. He holds a hand out to her. "I know there’s a coffee shop about a block from HQ. That sound okay?"