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In the spirit of “What If…?”, if Grant Ward wasn’t the HYDRA mole, who do you think it should’ve been?

Phil Coulson

Melinda May

Skye (not yet Daisy Johnson)

Leo Fitz

Jemma Simmons

Voting ended onDec 17, 2023

[outofcryo]

keep them in your mason jars || (closed with jemmagentofshield)

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They told him that they had broken the programming, that they had found and snipped all the little threads that Hydra and the Russians had stitched into his brain. And it had felt like they had plucked a bunch of seams sometimes, as though they'd split the material of his mind and left him to figure out how to put it all back together again. It wasn't a pleasant process, and it sure as hell wasn't a quick one. The therapists kept telling him it would take time, that he needed to be patient. Patient with the process, patient with himself. They had at least agreed when he'd told them he needed something to do while he was putting all that patients into practice.

Their initial assessments had cleared him to go back in the field, under strict supervision, or else trying to make a 'normal life' in an incredibly abnormal world, under strict supervision. It hadn't really felt like much of a choice when they'd given it to him. He'd picked going into the field, he'd be able to do some good in the field. At least the supervision wouldn't be hidden surveillance. He'd had enough of that in his life.

Finding a place for him had taken a bit of time.

Eventually, they'd told him they'd found a team for him. People with the right kind of experience dealing with people with enhanced abilities. They had the right kind of experience with rehabilitation, too. They had a biochemist, who was also an MD, they had an engineer, too. The fact that they also had a prison cell that could hold him helped a lot. Wouldn't take much with two operatives, a biochemist, and an engineer to wrangle him in there if they were wrong about getting all the programming out of him.

So, he'd packed up his duffel, made arrangements with his therapist to have remote sessions. His file and transfer had been sent ahead of him, so they wouldn't be surprised by his arrival at least. Getting dropped off at the air field, Bucky had looked up at the large airplane and walked over to the lowered ramp.

"I'm looking for Doctor Simmons?" Bucky ask, getting pointed to a lab space. The door had been left opened while ground crews were resupplying the plane.

He probably should have looked for Agent Coulson. In the Army he would have gone looking for his commanding officer. Getting the medical stuff done first… He was still a little uncomfortable around doctors and medical staff. They'd poked and prodded enough at him for all of their assessments, drawing blood, running tests, wanting to see and understand how the serum and cryo freezing had affected him. Probably wanted to try to reproduce it too.

Knocking lightly at the edge of the door to the lab, Bucky looked between the two women in the room. "I'm looking for Doctor Simmons?" he repeated. "The ground crew pointed me here."

"Uh. You're Sergeant James Barnes. Hi," the brunet woman said. She turned to the other woman with a very low, under her breath "wow, hot" to her companion. He heard it, though he kept a straight face. Even his handlers in Hydra hadn't really appreciated how good his hearing was. Mostly because he wasn't used for information recon. He was used to not reacting to comments people thought he wasn't going to hear. But part of him appreciated the lack of fear in those words.

[sah1x1s-archived]

Starter; Bucky -> Jemma

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"Oh, uh. I didn't realize someone was in here... I can go if you'd like?" Bucky said, all the while knowing one hundred percent that Jemma, the SHIELD agent that he had been crushing on for what seemed like ages when in reality was... well, wait... no. It'd been three years, so ages would be appropriate in this case, he supposed.

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Close Proximity

Steve sat hunched over the meeting table with his index finger along his cheek and the rest of that hand pressed against his mouth. His eyes were trained on the data pad in front of him, except for every so often when he’d glance across the table at Dr. Jemma Simmons. They had just returned from Scotland, where Wanda and Vision were now hiding out. Of course Steve, Sam, and Natasha had a run-in with some Hydra operatives, which had left them a little battered, but it wasn’t anything they couldn’t handle. 

“We need to figure out how to bring these targets to justice without getting caught ourselves. If no one else is going to root them out, we have to.” Steve says aloud to the group.

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Agents of shield

When Simmons said every bit of energy inside us every particle will go on to be apart of something else bet she never imagined it literally.