Special Agent Noble
Special Agent Noble
Mag7 Old Friends
The Team decides to hire the Immortal British Woman that saved Nathaniel with a water pistol, bubble gum and shoelaces.
”Can we hire her?” Johnny lit up as the Immortal British woman Donna Noble finished her story on how she rescued Nathaniel from anti-lycanthrope people with a water pistol, bubble gum and shoelaces.
Chris smiled as the rest of his men was staring at the woman with adoring eyes.
”Hire me?” She looked confused as her gaze swept over them trying to figure out what they were working as.
”We’re federal agents for ATF and I think I just found myself another team member,” Chris smirked. ”Are you interested in a position?”
”That depends,” She narrowed her gaze.
”Depends on what?” Ezra was trying to figure out the mystery behind the red haired woman.
”Are we going to be dealing with cows being worshipped as heroes, cannibalistic shadows and aliens getting drunk from chocolate or any of a sorts weird coincidences? Because I really got to tell you that the cow thing is something I’m not prepared to deal with,”
Carter leaned forward eagerly. ”You met cannibalistic shadows as well? Did you beat them off with a water hose?”
”No,” She looked startled at him, ”But they liked banana chicken,” She offered.
”Wow,” Carter looked awed. ”So are you going to join us? It would be so much fun! You could meet my old team from WWII, Newkirk would have a blast with seeing a Brit working together with us,”
Donna smiled over his enthusiasm. ”How old is this Newkirk of yours?”
”He always refused to tell me,” Carter looked like a sad puppy. ”And now that he know that I’m Immortal he refuses even more to let me know his true age, he says it would make him feel older then he was. Hey, maybe you can get him to tell you?”
”Who me Gov?” Donna drawled out her British accent even more as she nodded in agreement and saw how Carter let out a excited giggle like a child on Christmas day.
”As long as you can promise me that there will be no worshipping of the cows, I’m in on this federal agent thing,” Donna turned to Chris and then a thought occurred to her and her eyes gleamed excitement. ”Do I get to carry a real gun?”
”I don’t think the Judge will be to happy if you carry a water pistol to work, no matter how well you can defend yourself with it,” Chris grinned satisfied as he leaned back and watched his team welcome Donna into to the fold, Ezra offering his silver bottle of favourite expensive booze around for celebration.
”Welcome to the team Red,” Dean told her as he passed the bottle on to her.
”Thank you Spike, and don’t call me Red,”
When Dean gaped insulted over the nickname of his hair, Chris hid his laughter with a cough as he and Ezra exchanged looks.
Oh yeah, this was perfect.