agent rogers returns ? j.thompson

out of the woods.

"Uh, we're supposed to..."

"You're supposed to what?"

Vega turned the gun to Jack now.

"You're supposed to what, Vega? Kill me too? After I followed Carter out to the ass end of the desert and tried to stop her?" He asked as he walked closer. "Don't be an idiot, Vega. Now get them in that car."

Vega kept his gun raised a moment longer before the boys pocketed their guns. They approached Daniel and Samberly, leaving me free to my surprise.

"Looks like you owe me another one, Sousa. I just saved your life!"

"You're gonna regret this, Jack!" Daniel mumbled as he limped along.

Jack chuckled and placed his hand on Daniel's shoulder.

"I doubt it."

He punched Daniel in the stomach, causing me to wince.

Jack came up to me and pulled me along.

"They grabbed Samberly and not me," I mumbled grumpily. He gave me a subtle sympathetic pat on the shoulder, though I couldn't tell if it was genuine or not.

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Jack sat in a chair outside of our containment cell. He didn't exactly hide the fact that he kept looking at me. Every time I caught him, I'd just make a face and he'd chuckle.

However, our silent interactions were cut short when the ever so wonderful Vernon Masters walked into the room and stared at us.

"Agent Vega, would you care to explain why these Agents are not in a shallow grave back in the desert?"

"We were acting under Chief Thompson's orders, sir."

"Is that a fact?" He whispered, walking toward Jack.

"That device you keep in your lockup, the one that shut down that rift, it's called a gamma cannon. These three can repair it."

Vernon looked over at me.

"I thought Miss America was your girlfriend, Jack."

"I thought so, too."

"Besides, I believe that Whitney Frost is quite capable of figuring out a way to fix that contraption."

"Probably, but then you won't be able to use it on her."

Vernon mumbled back at Vega to leave and looked again at Jack.

"Alright, I'm listening."

"We fix the cannon," Jack started as he stood up. "We bring Frost the cannon, and then we fire it at her pretty, blonde head and restore some order."

Vernon contemplated the plan and looked over at us again.

"What about Andy Hardy over here? Is he gonna be willing to fall in line with this scheme? How do I know he won't come after me?"

"With what? He's got nothing on you. And even a jerk on his high horse can come off it when his career's on the line."

Daniel scoffed.

"He likes being the boss. Don't you, Sousa?"

"Whitney Frost is too dangerous to have running around. We take her down, I'll stay quiet."

"And the blonde?" Vernon asked.

"She's got attitude, but she is no threat. You know I'd never date a woman stronger than me."

"Hi. I'm Dr. Samberly. I-I just want you to know you can absolutely count on me, sir. I'm on your side 110%."

Daniel and I shot him a look, leading him to just drop his head.

"Look, Vernon..." Jack turned him away. "Either way, I'm with you. We can deal with Frost... or you just say the word. I'll deal with them myself."

"Okay we'll do it your way, Jack. That's the smart plan."

Vernon walked back up to the bars in front of us.

"Congratulations boys... and the girl. Now get to work!"

Jack came up to the lock and let us out while Vernon walked out the door.

"Well, that went as well as can be expected!" Jack chirped.

"Still don't know why you had to punch me back there in the desert," Daniel grumbled.

"I had to sell it, Sousa!"

"You really put on a convincing show," I chuckled. "Maybe Whitney Frost had the right idea wanting you to be in a picture with her! But you do know I am stronger than you, right?"

He chuckled and nodded.

"How can I compete with steroids?" He laughed.

"Hey! Even before I was injected with serum, against my will, I could've taken you down!"

"Guess we'll never know," he smirked.