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Fury was still thinking about his interaction with 'Agent Wallis' in his office hours earlier, though she had disappeared by the time he got to his door, his instinct was that whoever it was, wasn't a threat, but he still didn't know what they were doing on the helicarrier. That she even asked about project Harvest, something only very few even knew about, had him concerned. He had sent a message to Coulson to continue monitoring Wallis, he needed to know who or what this person was.

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Elle rolled her eyes, listening into the lot of them as they discuss what Lokis plan could be, while the god himself was down in containment. It wouldn't be long until the chaos, but for now using a new cover courtesy of her ring, Elle was on the bridge, sat at one of the stations. She did feel bad about knocking the other agent out, but she knew if she kept using Walis' identity, she'd be tracked and watched.

Elle stole glances over to them at the large table, as they discussed it all, and when she heard Starks voice, she couldn't help but smile slightly, Morgan looked so much like her father. She was doing this to save Bucky, but also to save everyone else. Elle knew how much Morgan wanted to grown up with her father, and Elle was going to make sure it would happen. Thinking about Jace, Elle couldn't imagine how hard that choice Stark made was, to sacrifice himself, knowing he wouldn't get to watch his little girl grow up.

Hearing movement, Elle glanced back over, seeing Stark and Banner head out, and the others milled around. She contemplated on what to do, and she shook her head, getting up and heading out. She needed to get ready for when Barton would come, to switch Coulson out with his double. Elle had used her siren stone to enchant a Hydra operative on board. The guy was about the same age, height and build as Coulson, all she needed was a drop of the agents blood, for the spell she had, to alter the Hydra operatives image.

Following close by, she was careful to bump Coulson, and her nails scratched his hand... 'I am so sorry agent Coulson, are you alright?..'.. She showed concern, as he nodded, checking his hand... 'Shoot, I really should cut my nails..'.. She could see the thin bloodied scratch on the back of his hand.

'Its no problem agent Morris..'.. He waves her off and she nodded, dipping her head and heading out of the main control room, and down the hall. She had the operative hidden in a storage room, close to the containment area, in the mirror dimension.

Elle kept going, keeping her hand tucked so the little drop of blood she had wouldn't get rubbed off her nail. She looked, listened, making sure she wasn't followed, until she got close to the door. Checking both ways, she slipped inside, and then through to the mirror dimension. Seeing the man still sat on the floor, she rolled her eyes, and opened a small portal to get what she needed, singing as she did.

The man stood, moving to stop in front of her, a far away look in his eyes and a dopey smile on his face. Elle used a small knife to scrape her nail, before dipping it into the little bottle she had, swishing it around, watching it mix. When it turned the right colour she felt relief. Opening another small portal, she reached through and grabbed the clothes... 'Strip and put these on..'.. The portal closed and she held them out as the man did as she asked.

Elle waited until he was done, then held out the bottle to him... 'You will remain here, until you feel the explosion, then drink this. When I return, you will go exactly where I have told you to, and say what I have told you, word for word when you see Loki and Fury, understood?..'.. He nodded taking the bottle from her. She didn't say anything else , but brought him out of the mirror dimension, leaving him in the small room, before slipping back out into the hall. She needed to remain close by, ready for when Coulson would head to the armoury, and then swap him out for his double. She was hoping the spell would work, and if it did, she'd have one on her side.

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