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You can hold down the fort here - Sitwell and Natasha need help. “You go, Thor!” you shout, and even though you’re technically not authorized to give orders in the field, and he is an alien Norse god or something, Thor nods.

The fear that you’ll regret your decision lasts about five seconds, until you begin nocking and releasing arrows three at a time into the crowd of Hydra agents, until you see Thor using Mjölnir to smash through enemies until he reaches your teammates, until Bruce is extracted and Coulson manages to get new S.H.I.E.L.D. backup teams on-site and suddenly, the battle’s over.

            You didn’t even realize the tide was turning in your favour.

Still, all that matters is that everyone’s gotten to the extraction point. Natasha is favouring one side, Sitwell’s bleeding from a gash over one ear, but they’re here and the chopper is lowering the ladder and you’re all going to make it out just fine.

“Congratulations, Barton,” Coulson says into your ear. “You made good calls in the field.”

And yeah, the mission went well, all things considered, and yeah, everyone’s fine. But even so, the best part of the entire assignment for you is those few words of praise from Agent Coulson.

THE END