I Have Some Secrets No One Should Know.
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inheritorofmemories:

At least the words have garnered some sort of reaction from the man who had appeared previously unflappable. A problem with authority? She could empathise, but now would certainly not be the time. “Oh, do tell me what will, 007. What if I bat my eyelashes and pretend as though you’re god’s gift to secret agents?” she asks sardonically, impatient to have the mission over.

She slips the keycard from her pocket, entering both it and the passcode before opening the door. “After you,” she smirks, holding the heavy door open for him.

James snorted, rolling his eyes. “No, that certainly wouldn’t help. What would help is that you showed me some respect. From the get go you’ve been sniping at me, making comments and giving me dirty looks. It’s one mission, and I was informed that you would be professional. It seems they overestimated your ability, doesn’t it?”

He shook his head, nudging her through the door first before slipping in behind her, pressing a finger to her lips before she could snap at him. “Shh. Cleaner.” He whispered, gesturing to where a trolley could be heard wheeling past the door.

“This is nothing to do with professionalism,” Natasha snaps back. “It’s all to do with your inability to work with another agent in any meaningful manner. Contrary to public opinion, this mission is not about your professional pride." 

Her glare turns ice cold at the press of his finger to her lips, and she momentarily - unprofessionally - considers biting it off. However, she forces herself to relax, nodding to show that she’s heard the sound too. Slipping out of reach once more, she makes her way down the dark corridor, moving almost inaudibly towards the second keypad.