Fitz groaned at the sound of his default ring tone sounding. Even after Skye erased the team from the face of the earth he got calls. He looked at his cell. It read that is was 2:30 in the morning. He sighed then realized whose name it was on caller I.D.
Emilia
"Hello?"
'Leopold! Thank God.' He heard his friend say on the other end.
"I told you to stop callin' me that. What is it?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D., what's happening to it? I don't understand! They said first that your team went rogue, then they said that you were good, then the academy was blown up! God Fitz! Tell me you're alright.'
"I'm fine Em." He said with a bit of a chuckle.
'Jemma?'
"She's also fine, were all fine." Then something clicked. "What do you mean blown up?"
'Blown up blown up. What else do you think I mean Leo? I had to call. It's been a rough week. They said that were a terrorist organization now. God Leo, I'm glad you and Jem are fine. Tell Coulson hey for me.'
"I will."
'Bye.'
"Wait. Where are you?"
'Argentina. Why?'
"I'm coming to get you." He said sitting up and then standing. He turned the lights on and started packing a bag from the stuff her had in his small room.
'Leo! No. You can't. It's not safe and you know it. Don't come for me.'
"Emilia. I have to."
'How do you know I'm good? Oh Fitz, please tell me you're still good! Please tell me you're not Hydra.' She paused. 'And don't you dare try lying to me. You know that you can't them past me.'
He smirked to himself knowing that he couldn't get anything past her. "I'm good. I'm not Hydra. Now tell me you coordinates so that I can turn the Bus around."
'I'll text them to you. I'll see you soon.'
"Bye Em."
'Bye Leo.'
Then the buzz of the line going dead forced him to pull the ear piece away from him. He looked at the phone and smiled when a strand of numbers that were meaningless to anyone other than him and Em.
"Fitz, what in the world are you doing with a phone?" Jemma asked as she walked into his room.
"Jemma." He stuttered.
"I heard voices." She said slowly.
"Emilia called. She's in Argentina. We have to get her."
"Fitz. We can't. You know we can't its dangerous. She could be Hydra."
"What little, innocent Emilia. She was your roommate. I think you of all people could tell if she was bad Jemma."
He said leaving the room in his jammies to go knock on everybody's door.
"What Fitz?" Coulson asked.
The team gathered around him and he sighed. When he saw Triplet, a pang of anger stung him. He looked at Coulson.
"An agent. You know her. Agent Emilia Robin Airedale." Coulson's look softened.
"What about her?" Coulson asked.
"She contacted me."
"And what are we supposed to do about it?"
"I wanted to ask for your permission to pick her up, sir."
"No." he said and turned to leave.
"Sir, she's like a daughter to you-"
"We don't know where she's coming at!" He yelled back. Fitz gave a look of disapproval.
"You raised her. Isn't that enough. She's someone we can trust."
"Fitz! She could be just as bad as Garrett. Fooling us the whole time. We can't take that chance."
"Yeah, cuz she's been fooling you since she was four." He shook his head. "I'm willing to take that chance."
Coulson sighed and clenched his fists.
"May. Turn the Bus around."
