"Okay, come on, Skye," May urged.

"I don't wanna." Skye shook her head.

"What is she refusing to do now?" Coulson sighed.

"Get on the BUS," May answered. "She won't let anyone touch her. I'm hoping her files may shed some light on her… condition."

"Agreed. We'll review it when we get her inside."

"Phil, are you sure this is a good idea?" May asked.

"No. But we need to help her. This is her chance to be happy, Melinda. To laugh, watch Disney movies, play, and have people who love her. I can promise you, she didn't get much of that the first time around. Though it appears that she remembers everything up until her fifteenth birthday. Simmons is doing a psych evaluation as we speak."

"But I couldn't even get-"

"Look," he whispered, gesturing past the black car and Lola to the lab where FitzSimmons were talking to her, comforting her as she cried silently.

"Alright then, looks like we're really giving this a shot," she mumbled to herself as she walked into the lab, where Coulson had set down a duffel bag on the floor next to the Holo-Table. He opened it, shifting through the bag.

"Here we go!" He shouted triumphantly, lifting a small brown bear above his head. The loud noise made Skye cover her ears and whimper, until she saw the stuffed bear Coulson was holding.

"Bear," she giggled.

"Bear," Coulson confirmed.

'It's teddy!" Skye squealed.

"It is," Coulson said. Skye reached out, making grabby hands, showing that she wanted to hold it. He gave it to her, and she hugged it with all her strength.

"She was so cute," Simmons whispered to Fitz, who nodded in agreement.

"Skye probably would have said What do you mean was? I'm still cute!" Fitz chuckled.

"Or, I'm awesome, and I am a gift from God! I always have been and always will be 'cute'!" Simmons and Fitz laughed again.

"Okay, Skye. I need you to do me a favour," Fitz said calmly. The little girl turned to him, staring expectantly.

"What?" She asked quietly.

"I need you to sit still while I draw some blood."

"It will only feel like you're being poked, and then it will be all better! We'll give you a lollipop if you behave," Simmons bribed.

"Okay," Skye shrugged. "It can't hurt worse than being burned." Fitz almost dropped the needle when she said that. It was scary how calmly she had said that, as though she had actually experienced being burned.

"Did someone burn you?" May asked quietly.

"It's all in the folder thingy. It has everything about me in it, doesn't it? Even all the naughty things that Mother Superior blamed on me."

"Blamed?" May demanded. Skye flinched.

"Did I do something bad?" Skye whispered sadly.

"No, Skye. You didn't do anything wrong. May is just upset about something. Isn't that right, Agent May?" Simmons asked through gritted teeth.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, Skye. I didn't mean to scare you. None of us will hurt you."

"Okay."

"Done!" Fitz said cheerfully. As promised, Simmons handed her a red lollipop.

"Yay!" She giggled, taking it from Simmons' hand. "Thank you!"

"You are most welcome," Simmons said kindly. Skye had been sitting on the counter in FitzSimmons' lab, so when Fitz went to lift her up to set her back down on the floor, Skye freaked out.

"No, I'll be good, I promise! I'm sorry!" She wailed.

"Oops," Fitz muttered.

Coulson panicked and started going through the bag. He found a small plastic bag with a note inside, along with… a pacifier?

Agent Coulson,

She has not used this in a very long time, but it helps calm her down in the event of an anxiety attack. Just put it in her mouth and she will calm down. It also helps her sleep at night.

Yours Truly,

Mother Superior

"Here we go," he mumbled. He took the pacifier out of the bag and put it in Skye's mouth. She yawned. She reached out to Simmons, making grabby hands as though she wanted to be picked up. Simmons walked towards her cautiously, and when she finally reached her destination, carefully lifted the sleepy little girl up and rested her on her hip. She put her head on Simmons' shoulder and almost instantly fell asleep.

"Okay, so should I just put her in her bunk?" Simmons asked quietly.

"Yeah, but leave a light on," Coulson replied.

"Got it." Simmons said nodded before disappearing up the spiral staircase.