She was the daughter of one of the top brass and getting a space in the academy had been easy but her path had been a different story, she had no real missions or jobs beyond a desk until, thanks to her perseverance, she was allowed to start training as a field agent with a partner, Nick Fowler.

He was cool and professional in front of everyone, even managing to convince her father to extend her training late into the night, what he didn't know was that her training consisted of clinging to Nick as she moaned his name and he reduced her to an incoherent mess.

Their breaths echoed in the training room, clothes watered everywhere. Nick put his hand around her waist and gave her a small kiss on her forehead. "You've gotten really good with that mouth of yours, I'm very proud, tomorrow at the same time?"