Returning as Men

Yay! New story thanks to my new Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D obsession. This takes place just before 'End Of The Beginning', but it wont follow the episode in anyway!

You know I don't think there's enough Fitz…

Chapter 1 - The Engineer

Tea is terribly British. Of course. But, not all British like all teas; you have to explore possibilities: One sugar or two; black, milky or a hint of milk; tea bag left in or out; tea pot or not. You see the British strive to find the perfect a cup for each and every single Britain…

"I hate tea…" Leo Fitz huffed.

"Really, I thought all English people loved tea." Skye muttered slightly airily.

"Well I'm not English, I am a proud Scott." Fitz smirked, turning the screw tighter in to the metal. Skye huffed and dumped the mug down looking over with interest at Fitz's new project, "Well that's a waste…" She moaned.

"No, give it to Simmons." Fitz muttered his brows knitted as he began unscrewing the screw again, Skye collected the tea, "Wait," Skye turned, "Simmons has one sugar and a splash of milk I believe."

"Well," Skye threw her spare hand up in to the air, "She can get her own sugar!" Fitz stifled a laugh as Skye stormed out of the room, he replaced his glasses back on to his nose and scribbled a few notes on to the pad laid on the holo-table. He was about to return to his work bench when he noticed a figure come in to view and move towards the door, "Skye! No offensive but leave me alone… Oh, Sir… Sorry!" Fitz stammered taking off his glasses and placing the on top of the pad. "How can I help you?" Phil Coulson smiled warmly and entered the room walking to the other side of the holo-table, "Is Skye getting on your nerves?" He mocked.

"A little, she keeps bringing me drinks, biscuits, she even brought me lunch!"

"I think she's glad to be up and about." Coulson laughed slightly his gaze drifting to the pad, "So what are you working on?"

"Oh, nothing much sir, just making some adjustments to Wards new toy!" Fitz indicated to Wards gun laid on his work bench. "Can it wait?" Coulson asked.

"Yes, Sir of course." Fitz smiled.

"Right ok then can you meet me in my office in about half an hour?" Coulson asked and Fitz nodded looking guilty, "Don't worry, your not in trouble." Fitz smiled again and returned to his bench as Coulson left the room, closing the door as quietly as possible lingering out side for a few seconds to watch the engineer at work.

Fitz glanced at the clock and swore when he realised he'd promised to be in Coulson's office about five minutes ago. He grabbed Wards finished gun, switched off the soldering iron and rushed out of the door. He dashed through the Bus, grinning at Simmons as he passed her lad door. She stared at him with a wide eyed, awkward smile; and Fitz laughed out loud when he saw Skye leaned over the desk.

"Sorry, Sir!" Fitz said apologetically as he entered Coulson's office, "Oh!" He laughed as he saw Ward lent on the chair.

"It's ok, Fitz." Coulson smiled and Fitz handed the gun over to Ward who inspected it with a smile and patted Fitz on the back, "Nice work."

"Right, to business. I have a mission for you two. Just a little one!" Coulson smiled as Ward lent foreword eagerly, "There's a few bits of information, regarding medical and mental health of our possible Clairvoyant's in a small holding in Tampere, Finland. They files never got computerised so we need you two to just pop in and get them." Coulson finished, sliding the mission brief over the table, Ward picked it up and flipped it open. "I'm guessing the files are secured so that's why monkey here is coming." Fitz smiled slightly at the nickname reading over Wards shoulder. "Yes, the files are contained in a safe-style room, it's bomb proof, bullet proof and locked without a key or code, so we need you Fitz to break in."

"Sir, no disrespect, but can't Skye do that from here?" Fitz enquired.

"Unfortunately not. This safe is old and not computerised it's mainly mechanical and you could go it quicker and more efficiently than most tech." Fitz nodded and Ward closed the file standing to his full height. "We are on route to Europe now we are staying airborne, but S.H.I.E.L.D are bringing a small quinjet to take you in, ok?"

"Yes, sir!" Ward nodded firmly and Fitz copied nodding over enthusiastically like an over excited child.

Ward did up the final zip of his pack and slung it over his back standing up; Fitz followed suit slinging his own pack on to his back. "Right we are going to the top level our jets nearly here." Ward informed Simmons and Skye who were sat relaxed in the sofa; both with laptops perched on there knees, "Ok, bye. Have fun!" Skye laughed waving her eyes not leaving the screen. Simmons however leapt up and came towards them. "Good luck and be careful!" She smiled before reaching in to her pocket and bringing out a box of plasters and handing them to Fitz, "Just in case!"

"Simmons, the base is abandoned, we'll be find." Fitz insisted handing the box back and chasing after Ward with a wave to Simmons. The two poked there heads in to the cockpit and said their goodbyes the May and met Coulson in the highest level.

"You both ready?" Coulson asked handing them both coms.

"Yes, sir." Ward said fixing his earpiece in place.

"Hmm, as ready as I'll ever be!" Fitz gave a childish smile and Coulson smiled Fitz was little more than an over excited boy.

"Okay, coms on." Ward nodded and Fitz joined him as they heard the coms buzz in to life. They stood in silence for a few minutes before the heard an echoed thud above them and a smiling Agent Garrett appeared handing over the headsets to Ward, "Garrett!" Coulson smiled and Ward said his farewells clambering up the stairs with Fitz in tow. "Bye boys!" Garrett waved goodbye and Coulson smiled as he watched Fitz and Ward disappear.

End Of Chapter