Help Wanted
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When Steve got the call, he headed down to Coulson's office. When he was given the go-ahead, he went on in and gave the man a nod. He didn't miss the other man in the room and Steve gave him a small smile before returning his attention to Coulson. "What's going on?"
Steve listened as he was given the run-down, and his expression shifted to something sharper, something a little more sad, when everything was laid out. A hostage situation, itchy trigger fingers, and a location that was less than ideal. He blew out a breath and glanced down at the floor for a moment, eyebrows pulled together, mouth pinched. Both hands moved to his hips and he nodded once. "When do I head out?"
"I thought you might need some help." Coulson gestured to the other man in the room and offered Steve a firm smile. Steve's brows shot up and he gave the other man a look before stepping forward to offer him a hand to shake in introduction.