Rumlow
"Guys I hate to breakup couples therapy here. But I have this really ugly looking guy staring at me right now." Savannah nervously says.
"What's he look like?" Genevieve asks, still glaring at Clint.
"Black hair, brown eyes-"
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"Don't I know you from somewhere?" Savannah's ear piece picks up his voice.
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"Shit!" Genevieve's eyes widen.
"Don't!" Clint warns.
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"No I don't think we've met before." Savannah calmly responds.
"Really? You seem so familiar." The man says.
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Genevieve's blood starts to boil.
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"Genevieve I'm serious." Clint grabs her arm.
"Back off Barton, Savannah needs me." Genevieve pulls away.
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"What's your name?" The man asks.
"Annabeth." Savannah lies.
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"Barton Grean what are you doing?" Steve asks.
"I'm going Steve, don't get your tights in a bunch." Genevieve snaps, rushing to find Savannah.
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"So tell me, Annabeth. What do you do?" The man asks, studying Savannah.
"I work as a scientist, and a part-time engineer." Savannah lies.
"Really?" The man asks, not really buying it.
"Yes really." Savannah crosses her arms.
"Tell me something specific that you're working on." He shrugs.
"Your little brain couldn't comprehend it, Rumlow." Genevieve appears at Savannah's side.
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Rumlow clenches his jaw.
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"Lilly it's so good to see you." Savannah smiles.
"Lilly." Rumlow repeats the name. It sounds foreign to him.
"Yes that would be me." Genevieve nods.
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Rumlow studies Genevieve.
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Genevieve knows Rumlow works for hydra. She needs to tread lightly with him.
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"So what do you do?" Rumlow asks, smiling slightly.
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Genevieve's skin crawls.
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"Breathe Gen', he likes you." Clint says in her ear.
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Genevieve internally rolls her eyes.
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A waiter walks by carrying a metal tray of different drinks.
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Rumlow takes a glass of whiskey.
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The waiter looks at Savannah and Genevieve.
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"No thank you." Genevieve shakes her head.
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Savannah shakes her head.
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The waiter nods and he moves on.
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"I work with Annabeth. I'm an engineer." Genevieve smiles.
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Rumlow sips his whiskey.
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"You don't seem impressed." Genevieve tilts her head.
"I just don't see how someone... As gorgeous as you, could be smarter than a box of rocks." Rumlow sips his whiskey, baiting Genevieve.
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Savannah rolls her eyes.
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"I think you're mistaking me for-" Genevieve's anger starts to get the better of her.
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Clint swoops in placing his hand on Genevieve's lower back, leaning towards her, and he kisses her.
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Savannah tries not to react to the kiss. She pretends that it isn't something new or unusual.
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Genevieve fumes that Clint cut her off. But she knows, she could've blown her cover.
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Still... Genevieve bites Clint's lower lip, angrily anyway.
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"Ow!" Clint mumbles.
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Rumlow takes the cover-up, as a que to get lost.
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"He's gone now." Savannah states.
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Clint pulls away from Genevieve.
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Genevieve glares at Clint.
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"Guys I have eyes on Rumlow. He's leaving the room, it looks like he's meeting up with someone." Steve informs.
"Must be Hydra agents. Savannah you-"
"Absolutely not. I'm not backing off from this." Savannah shakes her head.
"Look I don't have time to babysit. It's bad enough that-"
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"Guys who has eyes on Genevieve?" Steve asks.
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Clint and Savannah look at the empty spot where Genevieve once stood.
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"Shit." Clint sighs.
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Savannah smirks.