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Strike Team Family Values
She'd given it a few weeks, waiting to see if Leon would contact her about the Strike Team after the Major had vanished. Normally, she wouldn't have waited that long, but the Captain had his hands full, what with the missions, backlash from the Punishment, and the sudden arrival of the Lensmen.
However, she'd allowed herself to become distracted, let it sit for too long. Unacceptably so. And now, it was time to get things hammered out once and for all.
After meeting up with Dean and dragging him away from whatever he'd been doing at the time, she heads for his office. Taking a breath, she closes her eyes and mentally pats herself down, making sure she looked more composed than irritated. Once she'd collected herself, she opened the door and stepped into the office.
...Or, rather, waiting room. Squinting at his door, she looks over to his secretary. The cute redhead. She claps her hands together and points her fingers at Pepper, offering a friendly little smile. "Potts, right? Is the Captain in?"
However, she'd allowed herself to become distracted, let it sit for too long. Unacceptably so. And now, it was time to get things hammered out once and for all.
After meeting up with Dean and dragging him away from whatever he'd been doing at the time, she heads for his office. Taking a breath, she closes her eyes and mentally pats herself down, making sure she looked more composed than irritated. Once she'd collected herself, she opened the door and stepped into the office.
...Or, rather, waiting room. Squinting at his door, she looks over to his secretary. The cute redhead. She claps her hands together and points her fingers at Pepper, offering a friendly little smile. "Potts, right? Is the Captain in?"
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He gave a friendly charming smile to Pepper, turning on the Winchester charm. Not to flirt so much as be friendly.
"We'd make an appointment but know how hard it is to pencil in between your meetings with Lensmen guys and the latest crap hitting the fan. Just need to ask him about something briefly."
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Immune to most charming men, Pepper smiled briefly. "One moment, I'll check his schedule." She ran one slim finger down the list, allowing them some time to calm down, especially Mei-Xing who certainly looked as if she needed it.
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"He's in there, alone, and he's not acting like he expects anyone." She opens her eyes and looks down at Pepper. She knows when secretaries are using stalling tactics, she's used the same ones often enough when posing as one. Her fingers twitch, aching to put this woman to sleep, but she manages to resist.
Barely.
Knocking out his secretary might not make the best impression, after all.
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He came forward to lean a hand on her desk, turning on the Winchester charm full force, "Just tell him it's Dean. Leon and I go back to when he was in charge of Security."
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"Leon is free now. You can see yourselves in, I'm sure?"