Chapter 1.

The night was falling; the agents were arriving from some mission in the south of France. The playground started to wake with the sound of little chats, the showers running and someone laughing at the end of the corridor. All reminders to the director that everything comes to an end. When everything turns out alright, you get to tell the stories, you may laugh, you may drink but nowadays just coming home with all of your friends alive was the best. Of course there would be always the days that just seemed like everything could go wrong...

Director Coulson, hoped that none of these days would be coming soon.

A silly little hope, he thought, but it is something. He sat down on his desk, staring at the tiny box that Nick Fury gave him, some days he doubted how he would make it, rebuilding an organization just with a bunch of operatives and a box. Even the government was looking for them, Hydra was leading more terrorist attacks and recruiting dangerous gifted and former S.H.I.E.L.D. prisoners. Just thinking about the damage Hydra did made his blood boil. Hey AC relax, you are worrying way too much, and have a little faith. Skye would tell him, maybe with a giggle at the end, he thinks. Now that he thinks about it, she hasn't come to see him today.

Yesterday he arrived from Alaska, he was checking on some operatives, nothing out of common, but now those little trips were getting longer and he is starting to feel like he's abandoning his old team. Of course that's was some of the things he accepted with being a director. Sometimes he liked to pretend that they were waiting for him in the bus, that those trips were just missions, that Skye would be texting him to bring food complaining that the food Tripp cooked was just gross, FitzSimmons would be bickering in the lab and May would be humming some Disney songs in the cockpit.

Of course shit happened.

Skye is a field agent, a serious version of her old self, she only trust in them, the new recruits still makes her nervous. May is just May, but with the bus unable to move, she's now stuck in being in the field, going in some dangerous missions. And FitzSimmons, oh well, Fitz and Simmons, they no longer were speaking with each other, their bickering always ended up in big fights, they just were frustrated with each other. Fitz has woken up from his coma a month ago and started working in the lab for three weeks now, he hasn't got used to dealing with his disability, even though it meant nothing for them it was just too much for the engineer, he may snap at Simmons for trying to guess his words or hand him things. And Simmons, now hardly spoke to anyone, he is the worst person and the worst leader. He no longer could keep his team together.

And don't even let him begin about ward, the moron…

"Hey Coulson, you okay?" May was standing in the doorway, a scratch on her left cheek and worried eyes.

"Oh hello, yes thanks. You? How did the mission go?" he tried to keep his voice light, maybe he could use this to get out of darker thoughts.

"Fine, found the intel, got in a fight, Hunter was shot in the foot, yeah good" May said. And Coulson laughed.

"Good, but how he managed to get shot in his feet?" May smiled at him.

"we were in a dark cavern and Idaho tripped and pulled the trigger" as funny as it sounded now, he was glad that the bullet just didn't hurt Hunter... too bad. The dude had just bad luck. "and Hunter screamed and of course alerted the enemies of our location"

"oh god, that is.."

"COULSON, MAAAAY!" Skye was shouting their names. She just entered the office with her laptop and sat in the couch.

"yes, hello Skye, you can go in. No don't worry May and I were just talking about Hunter" Coulson said with a smile, the hacker was again typing on her laptop and ignored him. He turned to May and she just raised an eyebrow at her.

"hi, Coulson, look I know this is rude I don't know but look at the thing that I found " Skye said breathless, the smile abandoned Coulson face. Oh more trouble. They both were facing her now.

" look, I was searching for some data on the GH-325 formula and how much of it is in TAHITI projects and I found some crazy shit.."

"Skye, language."

"oh shit… yeah, well. I found one of the TAHITI patients, a woman, nasty accident, revived and got crazy a little after that… look" she did typed some more on her computer and then there was a file on the big screen. A picture of a girl with big brown eyes and brown locks appeared, with some basic information, but there was something about her..

"I've seen her before, and her name… Olivia Woods, sounds really familiar" he said.

"well she was a TAHITI patient and you were in the program, is possibly that you knew her" May pointed. Skye just nodded.

"yeah, her age really caught my attention she is like ten years younger than the rest of the patients and her case was level 10 clearance, but when I started to dig for information, I came across this" Coulson started to read the document redacted by S.H.I.E.L.D. and then..

"That is.. that can't be a coincidence. She knew something and maybe they tried to make sure none listened to her, this document made it sound like she was just rambling and lost it. Look is signed by"

"Agent Sitwell" May finally spoke never tearing her eyes from the screen, her face was unreadable, but she sounded angry "this was three years ago, where's she now?"

Skye sighed "Saint George psychiatric center in Colorado, she was transferred there just a week before the Hydra takeover" she looked at Coulson over the screen of her laptop "no just that, but her entire file is mysterious, it doesn't say much about her childhood or teenage years, or if she ever went to college. It just says she was an orphan adopted by a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and when she was 17 went to the ops academy, and graduated 2 years later and was level 4 three years after that"

That was impressive, Coulson thought, the academy last 5 years. The file said that the girl was talented (over 35 undercover missions in 3 years mostly successful) , they needed to find her and if she knew what she said.

"we need to get her, bring her here by all means." He touched the microphone on his desk and called Trip and koening to his office.

"How many will go?" may asked him, Skye also turned to him.

" You, me maybe Skye and Trip. The less people the best, if she is alive I don't think she will be really welcoming"

"So a small search party is best" May was saying as trip came into the office, really relaxed. Coulson briefly wondered, what the man drinks to make him all chill and happy, he could use some of that.

"What happened?"Tripp asked.

"Tripp, Skye go and get the Quinjet, we have a mission. Skye will tell you the details on the way"

"You will be going sir?" Koening who just arrived asked him.

"Yes, don't worry is just a few hours, call me if there's an emergency" and he and May left the office.