Heyo, SHIELD fans! So this story is like just until they show the next one on March 4th ! If I don't finish it by then, I will finish it soon after! I bet no one will read this after the new one comes out, but whatever! So here you go!

Skye's lips were blue, her breath coming out in short little gasps. Simmons worked frantically, administering things to help her stay alive. Fitz murmured encouragingly and handed her tools that she needed. For once, he didn't complain about guts and blood. May flew as fast as she could to a nearby SHIELD medical facility. Coulson made sure that they were ready for them—checked, double checked, and triple checked. And Ward, having nothing better to do, took his Asgardian/Skye's hurt rage out on the punching bag.

"We're landing in 5" May said over the intercom.

Simmons got Skye ready for moving, then wheeled her out into the sun. A group of people wearing lab coats swarmed her and took the stretcher away. Simmons followed in protest.

"Agent Simmons, you've done wonderfully. But know it's time to hand her over to professionals."

"Wha-I am a professional!"
"I'm not saying you aren't."
Fitz walked up and gently took hold of her hand and pulled her away, protests forming on her lips. The team went back on the bus after a nurse told them to get some rest.

"Professionals! Sure! I don't believe that they just—they just took her! Hmph," Simmons pouted. They were all sitting on the couches, staring into space.

"Ward," Fitz began nervously. "Um, Simmons and I were wondering if you could teach us a little self-defense."

"Uh, sure guys. I guess." Ward walked out and Fitzsimmons followed.

Eight hours later, they were called into the facility.

"I'm terribly sorry. There is nothing we can do for her now. Do you want us to…pull the plug, or do you want to take her with—"

"Take her with us," the team interrupted in unison. There was the small chance that they could save her, and if they didn't try, they would never know if they could have saved her.

Back on the bus, they searched SHIELD records, CIA, Asgardian, and even the Internet to find something to save her. Finally, Coulson found something.

"It's from old Extremis records."
"Extremis?

"You know it now as Centipede. We travel deep inside her brain, and find the cure and activate it. She'll have created some sort of structure to keep her busy, maybe a house, maybe a city, that there is a place the cure is. We will enter this house of hers and fix her."
"Is it definitely going to cure her?"
"Most likely. So, are you all up to it?"
"Wait, we are all going to go inside this house?" Simmons sounded frantic.

"Of course. We have no idea what kind of thing will be in there, and I want to be prepared. Alright?"
"Alright."
"Go pack a backpack of necessary things. We leave ASAP."

Ten minutes later, they all stood around Skye's unmoving body.

"Ready?" Coulson asked, meeting everyone's eyes. His question was met with nods.

They placed their hands on her head, and Coulson pushed a button from something inside his coat. A moment later, the Bus disappeared and was replaced by a bright white sky, and a big brick house surrounded by nothing.
"Where are we?" Fitz wondered, and Ward answered.

"1519 Cloud Drive"

That tis all for now, thank you all for reading! The last bit is the address, as well as some other things that will be revealed later! So review, follow, whatever floats your boat! Thanks for reading, oh wait I said that already. Bye!