''Everyone strap the hell in!'' May's voice rung out from inside the cockpit of the BUS. Coulson was crawling across the floor, his whole body shifted to the right with the plane as bullets sprayed towards him through the window. The window shattered in front of him, and he was pretty sure his skull would look no better if he didn't move now.

With most of his body weight on his arms, Coulson continued to crawl forward to get to Skye, who was hurdled up against her unmade bed in her bunk. ''Skye, follow me. We need to get out.'' Coulson said, and she nodded firmly.

''Who's shooting at us?'' She questioned, her curiosity not dying even through the darkest times.

Coulson shook his head, unable to answer this one, ''I don't know. There is two fighter jets perusing us though, so it can't be good.''

Skye bit her lip, of course it couldn't be good. Were they going to die? ''Now come on.'' He broke her out off her hopeless thoughts and she followed.

''You better strap in because I can't keep this plane steady for longer!'' May exclaimed again, her voice laced with unheard fear. Coulson almost threw Skye onto the seat and strapped her in tightly, knowing that May would need to make some sharp turns in order to avoid the bullets and rockets that were continuously being launched at them.

''What about you? Aren't you strapping in?'' Skye asked in a panicky tone, her hands were trembling for the well being of the scientists that always used to sit next to her, but now, the seats beside her were empty.

''I need to help May. Ward is going to bring FitzSimmons too. Just don't leave your seat.'' He explained and headed back just like he came in, on his bloody knees that had shards of glass of all sized in them. Coulson disappeared from her sight a few moments ago, and just when Skye thought she couldn't take it being alone anymore, she saw Ward's figure carefully leading the two scientists behind him. His face was laced with concentration as orders sprung out of him mouth that helped them avoid the bullets.

''Now sit down.'' Ward said, motioning towards Skye. Fitz and Simmons nodded with their hands wrapped around one another, providing some of the desperately needed comfort.

''Where's Coulson?'' Ward asked, aiming his question at Skye.

''Helping May. Do you think we should help-'' She had no time to finish her question when Ward's loud voice cut through.

''No.'' He said firmly, strapping himself in at Skye's other side. The safety of his team mattered to him, knowing Skye, Ward knew he could not go to help Coulson because Skye would insist on tagging along too, even in this hell of a situation.

Screams erupted from their mouths when the BUS turned upside down and back up. Simmons was sure she could hear a rocket blasting and passing their plane just by a few meters.

''We are going to die...'' Fitz said, his Scottish accent couldn't have been clearer.

''No we are not, Fitz.'' Simmons argued back, grasping his pale hand that matched the paleness of his face, ''May knows what she's doing.''

Hearing those words comforted Skye too, she turned to Ward only to find him with a stone-hard face, though she very well knew he feared it too. Death. They all feared it now.

''Ward,'' Fitz began, ''What do these people want?''

Ward shook his head, what did they want? ''I don't know. If they're even willing to blow your plane out of the Skye, I don't think they want for us to live.'' He said simply without any emotion in his voice. Skye sighed loudly, ''I really don't think that's comforting in this situation.''

''I wasn't trying to be comforting. Just sit and hope for the best.'' Ward told them in attempts to quiet them down. Just as their voiced died down, and unknown voice came from the speakers of the BUS.

''Land now and it won't be necessary for us to blow you out of the sky.'' A female's voice said, she sounded much older than them and very educated. But why did she want them dead? Or did she? ''I repeat, land and we will let you live. There is no need for unnecessary alarm, we are just doing what's best for you, for us, and for my wonderful research.''

''Research?'' Skye's voice came again, ''Why is she targeting us for her research?''

When Ward was about to silence her, he realized that she in fact had made a valid point. Why them? And what research?

Coulson came back into the room, eyeing his team with unknown fear in his eyes, ''We have decided to land the plane. We are surrounded by at least three jets of theirs and there is nothing we can do without getting killed. We'll try to negotiate with them on the ground.''

It only took May a couple of minutes to land the bus, she managed to land it on the uneven forest ground, but it was clear enough to avoid a crash. As soon as the BUS had touched the ground and came to a complete stop, its doors were yanked out and well-equipped men made their way into the plane without a single care.

The team had already gotten out of their seats, Ward grabbed his pistol in case he needed to use it. Coulson was the first at the door, and as soon as he was in sight of the unseen soldiers, their deadly guns were pointed at him, but they didn't shoot.

''Sedate them.'' Those were the final words they all heard before hearing a sharp pop. May's vision began to blur, and knowing that she couldn't fight it, she allowed the darkness to engulf her.

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