An agent named Dexter Benson. According to his report, he was waiting for me to make contact for three hours before he thought it too dangerous to stay.
[ Sharon can't disagree with Benson's decision to leave, either. She now understands the dangers of the mission far more than she had before, and she isn't certain that she wouldn't have left under similar circumstances.
Only she wouldn't have. A team is useless if you're willing to leave them behind to save your own skin. That's part of the creed, isn't it? Leave no man behind.
So no. She understands Benson's fear. She understands his decision. But it had left her seething. She hadn't done anything to warrant being left behind. She had been late for a contact because of a protest that had broken out in violence. And SHIELD hadn't tried to find her after. It had abandoned her.
And she can't understand why she'd come back. Is SHIELD the only life she knows? Or is it that she's just too stubborn to give up? Too stupid to quit?
Maybe she should go home for a while and spend some time with Aunt Peggy.
But even as she had the thought, she knew she couldn't. She couldn't run yet. Not until she knew who had betrayed her. Betrayed SHIELD.
She looks at the papers in her hands, and the text slowly comes into focus. She takes a steadying breath. This is helping. This is good.
She starts drawing a map on a piece of paper on the wall. ]
Here was the point of contact. I was based two miles away. Half an hour before I was due to make contact, rebels attacked a non-violent protest, so the non-violent part of the day end-
[ She stops and frowns at the text. She swallows, then looks at the map again. ]
This is wrong. I- This address... It used to be a coffee shop until two days before the meet. Bombing. I got a new location to make contact, but... this isn't the address I got. I was two blocks away.
[ Which didn't account for the time disparity. She started flipping through her papers, suddenly feeling as if she couldn't breathe. She stops when she finally sees the time. ]
Steve. This- this is wrong. Benson got a meeting time for three hours before I did.
[ She dropped the papers on the table and sat, her hands sliding into her hair. Someone had doctored the papers. Why? Why would someone do that? ]
Who else had access to the documents? Fury wouldn't have done it. If he were going to cut me loose, he'd say so.
[ Right? Right?
She takes a deep breath. She finally has proof that she was set up. Except- Except she doesn't. ]
It still isn't proof. [ She has to force herself to say the words. She wants to cry and hit things. ] I destroyed all the info I got that could compromise SHIELD. I don't have the meet info. Not my meet info. All anyone has to say is that I'm making it up.
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[ Sharon can't disagree with Benson's decision to leave, either. She now understands the dangers of the mission far more than she had before, and she isn't certain that she wouldn't have left under similar circumstances.
Only she wouldn't have. A team is useless if you're willing to leave them behind to save your own skin. That's part of the creed, isn't it? Leave no man behind.
So no. She understands Benson's fear. She understands his decision. But it had left her seething. She hadn't done anything to warrant being left behind. She had been late for a contact because of a protest that had broken out in violence. And SHIELD hadn't tried to find her after. It had abandoned her.
And she can't understand why she'd come back. Is SHIELD the only life she knows? Or is it that she's just too stubborn to give up? Too stupid to quit?
Maybe she should go home for a while and spend some time with Aunt Peggy.
But even as she had the thought, she knew she couldn't. She couldn't run yet. Not until she knew who had betrayed her. Betrayed SHIELD.
She looks at the papers in her hands, and the text slowly comes into focus. She takes a steadying breath. This is helping. This is good.
She starts drawing a map on a piece of paper on the wall. ]
Here was the point of contact. I was based two miles away. Half an hour before I was due to make contact, rebels attacked a non-violent protest, so the non-violent part of the day end-
[ She stops and frowns at the text. She swallows, then looks at the map again. ]
This is wrong. I- This address... It used to be a coffee shop until two days before the meet. Bombing. I got a new location to make contact, but... this isn't the address I got. I was two blocks away.
[ Which didn't account for the time disparity. She started flipping through her papers, suddenly feeling as if she couldn't breathe. She stops when she finally sees the time. ]
Steve. This- this is wrong. Benson got a meeting time for three hours before I did.
[ She dropped the papers on the table and sat, her hands sliding into her hair. Someone had doctored the papers. Why? Why would someone do that? ]
Who else had access to the documents? Fury wouldn't have done it. If he were going to cut me loose, he'd say so.
[ Right? Right?
She takes a deep breath. She finally has proof that she was set up. Except- Except she doesn't. ]
It still isn't proof. [ She has to force herself to say the words. She wants to cry and hit things. ] I destroyed all the info I got that could compromise SHIELD. I don't have the meet info. Not my meet info. All anyone has to say is that I'm making it up.