Introducing Dr. Addy
“Abby, Abby, slow down,” Phil said into the phone. “Come on, take a breath.” He waited a few minutes and then put his left hand on his forehead. “They can’t do that to him. He was declared non compos mentis. Okay, send me the information and I will see what I can do.”
Phil lowered the phone and stared at the wall of his office for a minute. When the computer told him that he had a new email, he sighed and unlocked the bottom drawer pulling a few forms that he had filled out years ago. He took a few seconds to fill in some information and reassure himself that everything was done correctly. After gathering the needed papers he went down to HR.
“Agent Coulson, what brings you back to our little neck of the woods? Got another perfect recruit?” The lady behind the desk smiled with her whole face.
Phil smiled at the older lady. “Yes, Agent Hoffman. I found a perfect man to help with our criminal investigation department. He finished a full internship for the Jeffersonian. He has experience in forensic analysis and has helped the FBI solve some if it's tougher cases.”
“Oh, I see he is a war vet. How the heck did he end up on the market?” Melina Hoffman asked as she perused the paperwork.
“He was vulnerable and got caught up with someone with a very twisted mind. He's spent the last six years in St. Mungo's Mental Health Center but they decided that he wasn’t as sick as they thought and released him to the prison system. He is set to be put on sale next week.”
“How did you find out about him?”
“We have a mutual acquaintance who wants him going to a good home.” It wasn’t a lie. She was more than an acquaintance but no one had to know that.
“Okay, I’ll run it through the right channels but this looks like a good match if he is everything your say he is.”
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Dr. Addy walked into the building with the SHIELD agent that picked him up. The doctor was in his late twenties and looked fifteen. His brown hair was a mop of curls and his brown eyes picked up every detail as they walked through the building. His hands were scarred and he tended to look around a lot. He also kept readjusting the metal collar around his neck like this was the first day that he was wearing it.
He looked over at the man who had paid for him on behalf of the secret organization. He was about the same height but with a strong build. This man was also wearing a collar though his was made from a paranecklace that could be taken apart and made into a long rope for emergencies if he had the key. The uniform was a bit different with all of the purple but it still matched the various black field uniforms and suits that everyone else was wearing. The man always seemed to be smiling.
They walk in silence until they get to the Criminal Forensic Department of SHIELD. The agent introduced him to a Dr. Smithson.
“Okay, Hawkeye. Why’d he end up here instead of HR? I don’t handle their paperwork. And who is going to track him?” The doctor didn’t even look up from his microscope.
“His paperwork was filled out ahead of time,” That got a surprised look from the young doctor. “I am going to pick him up after 18:00. Turns out Coulson volunteered to be his keeper.” Another surprise.
“What, is he collecting slaves now?” Smithson finally looked up from his work. His blue eyes on the specialist as he smirked.
“Well, you know how it is. A man such as him likes to surround himself with competence to keep the idiots off his back.” This Hawkeye guy seemed to like to elude to things that were probably better left unsaid. He also seemed relaxed in around people that would stress others out. Dr. Addy decided that he reminded him of his friend Hodgens. Yes. A possible friend. He also decided to wait and see.
“So what makes you so special that you not only get dragged into my department without my say so but also get to live at Stark Tower?” The lead forensic analyst asked.
Dr, Addy blinked before saying, “I don’t know. I have a doctorate in Forensic Anthropology and another in Structural Engineering. I have worked with the Jeffersonian Institute, the ARMY and the FBI. I assumed that my help in discovering the identities of many bodies is why I was bought. I had no idea that Phil lived with Mr. Stark or that he would be my... keeper.”
“Phil, huh? What are you, childhood sweethearts?” Dr. Smithson continued look condescending at the new asset and Hawkeye was beginning to be unable to hold in his laughter. It only got worse when Dr. Addy looked at the giggling man and asked, “My brother’s gay?”
Unable to keep it in anymore, Hawkeye literally fell to the floor laughing.
XXX
The news that the mighty Agent Coulson had a sibling spread through the building quickly. The handler was expecting the news to get out but not within ten minutes of Zack's first day. That had to have been a record. What was truly surprising was the email he got from Stark.
Agent,
You never told me that your new man was your brother. You really should let a guy know before they buy your ‘welcome to the tower’ present. Now I have to return the harem outfits. On second thought, I’ll just keep them. They might be handy someday. Be home for dinner. We all want to meet this guy.
Your Friendly Landlord
That was fast. This was not a dinner he was planning on being at but he might as well introduce everyone sooner rather than later. Phil did not run his hands through his hair but only because he didn't want to damage what little he had left.