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Reid and the others were packing up their files, quiet in the aftermath. Hydra had been defeated, but their successful infiltration of S.H.I.E.L.D. was going to be a problem for years to come. Reid had his criticisms of the organization- more than once the BAU had been taken off a case because the unsub they were chasing had been superhuman. But he couldn't deny that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been essential. What would the world do without them?
He shook his head, packing his bag. Morgan was watching him.
"Everything ok Reid?"
"Lost in thought. I think I might stay behind for a while. Help with the aftermath. I have to give my testimony in a week anyway. It'll be easier if I don't have to go back to Quantico right now."
Morgan looked skeptical.
"Are you sure? That's not really your specialty."
Reid shrugged. "I'll read up on it."
"All right man. I'll see you in a few days."
Sam and Natasha finished their debriefing at the same time. Relieved, Sam waved at Natasha, and the two of them walked out of the temporary CIA headquarters together.
"Phew," Sam whistled. "That was a headache. You cleared?"
"I have to testify in front of Congress." She grimaced. "That's not exactly my style."
"You gonna be okay?"
"Of course," she smiled. Sam knew that she was hiding her worries, but he let it go. It had been a stressful day, and he understood the need for bravado. They sat down at a cafe and ordered some food.
"So," Natasha smiled. "Any plans now that you're off the hook for taking down a covert organization?"
Sam shrugged. "Well, I got an earful from my mom when she found out what I'd been up to, so I should probably check in with her. Make sure she's okay."
Natasha nodded. "So that's it for you then." She said sadly.
"Well, I didn't say that," he cracked a grin. "You've got some pretty intense friends, but I'd pick up the phone if he ever said he needed me. There's an offer from Colonel Rhodes on the table too, if I want to go back to active service..." he trailed off.
"But you have someone else in mind."
Sam took a card out of his wallet.
"I might have gotten a phone number from that @paulisadroid guy. He seems pretty nice, now that he's not brainwashed by Hydra."
Meanwhile, Steve was nervous. He'd been fussing with his appearance for far too long, and no matter what he did he was unsatisfied. Groaning, he checked the time. If he didn't get moving, he was going to be late. And he knew that wouldn't impress Krystal.