Archer swipes through his mission packet, reading it all over. Seems he’d be giving an assist to another team that had been on SHIELD’s radar after a large incident in another city. Technically that shit had been out of their jurisdiction and they had their own intergalactic bullshit to worry about, so some morons playing fast and loose with shit they didn’t understand wasn’t their problem. Archer just so happened to be unofficially dating a man who survived that very incident (even if he wasn’t meant to).
That’s why the name A.R.G.U.S. sounded familiar. It took Archer a second to figure out why it sounded familiar, but when he realized just why, the blond clenched his jaw so tight he swore he might break his teeth. Of course he kept this mission from GQ, he’d regret it later because he fucking hated lying to the man but frankly Archer wanted to be angry right now.
Archer’s debriefed, geared up, and sent on his way. Upon arriving at the facility, Archer immediately tries to seek out his contact. Who was none other than Rick Flag himself.
“Hi there, you Rick? I’m Agent Barton, the outsourced assist on A.R.G.U.S. called for.”
a starter for @nctheroic‘s Rick Flag, because shit is about to get real
