Twenty-four hours later, they were back on the helicarrier. All the items they'd brought back with them were stored in a S.H.I.E.L.D. warehouse for the time being. Sammy submitted her reports, and the promised arrangements were already in motion.
The second night on the helicarrier, unable to sleep, Sammy let herself into Tech's quarters while he was in his lab and appropriated his bed. She curled up under the blankets and drifted off to sleep with her Glock on the nightstand.
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