Word Count: 2405
My thanks to MEPriest for the prompt and my beta for the clean up. Link takes you to AO3.
The hardest ones to protect were the Section Two guys. They basically were the ones that went out and poked the bear. Often, the bear poked back. They needed to have a place where they felt secure and were able to relax. Happily, I had a friend in one of the upper Section Two agents, Illya Kuryakin. He helped me test out new alarms and report back.
“Good morning, Jerry,” Illya said, setting a cup of coffee down on my desk.
“Hey, thanks, Illya.” I knew it would be exactly the way I liked it without have to taste it. He was funny that way. “How did the new system go last night?”
“They didn’t tell you?” He looked just a bit embarrassed.
“No-o-o.” I waited. “Illya, what did you do?”
“Um, the alarm head doesn’t like moisture…”
“Okay.” I made a mental note. “And you found this out how?” His face got a faint red sheen to it. “No, don’t tell me. I don’t think I want to know.” I figure he either spilled something on it or… yeah, not going to think about any other possibility.”