Deep beneath London, in its maze-like tunnels, more than twenty people in special operations gear advanced slowly with their weapons at the ready. At their head was Dilos, with Sharon and two teams of agents behind him.
"Ms. Sharon, I think I should mention that I'm not interested in minors."
"Agent Zero, I think I should mention that I'm not interested in you, either. And I'll be an adult in a year, so you don't need to keep bringing it up."
Sharon's tone sounded quite calm, but a closer listen revealed a hint of irritation.
"Uh..." Feeling the gaze boring into his back like needles, Dilos rolled his eyes helplessly. "Do you really need to stare at me like that?"
"Has this gentleman forgotten some of his unsavory past behavior?"
At that, Sharon unconsciously gritted her teeth. Thinking of how Coulson had let out a regretful sigh at her from time to time during the days this guy in front of her had been missing made her want to drag the jerk over and beat him up.
"Ah, did that happen? I don't remember anything like that." Dilos acted as if he had no idea he'd done anything of the sort. Under Sharon's hostile gaze, he continued:
"Please don't slander me, Agent Sharon. As a heroic tough guy with dreams and substance, I need to go out and save the world often!"
Sharon realized she clearly hadn't appreciated just how thick-skinned Agent Zero was. She rolled her eyes, but no longer felt like trading barbs with him.
But just because she didn't want to trade barbs didn't mean Dilos didn't.
"Kid, I think highly of you. You've got a lot of talent. My advice is to quit being an agent and come work for me as an assistant." Dilos made