It was later that day that they moved Jemma to isolation from the medical bay. They said they were sorry they had to do it, but protocol dictated that they had to do it. Jemma shook her head, saying that she understood it. It was protocol after all. She still looked exhausted, massive black bags under her eyes. And if Jemma suspected that the team knew anything, she never said anything.

They were hoping that Jemma didn't suspect anything. That way they could try and work out what exactly had happened, and how they could solve this, without anything happening.

"So," Lincoln said that afternoon to the room that contained Mack, Coulson, Bobbi, and Fitz. After some deliberation, they had decided to leave Daisy out of it. Even though she had denied seeing Jemma earlier that day, they weren't risking it. Because there was a chance that Daisy had seen her. And if Jemma really had been infected by what Lincoln had called Hive, and if Hive did have the powers to sway Inhumans, it was too risky to have her in the briefing. "First plan of action. We need to keep all Inhumans away from her. We can't risk any of them being swayed."

"What about you?" Mack asked, trying to keep the accusatory tone out of his voice.

"What do you mean?"

Bobbi spoke up, sensing an unease between the two men. "Lincoln hasn't been anywhere near Jemma yet, and they have to be close for Hive's powers to work. And he knows the most about it. So he's staying."

Even though to Mack this was a risky move, and one that he disagreed with, he decided against arguing his point. Because at this point, Lincoln was the only one who knew what had happened to Jemma, what had possessed her and having been possessed by something alien as well, it wasn't something that he would wish upon anyone. "So we develop a cure?"

Lincoln nodded. "If we can."

"What's the supposed to mean?" Fitz asked. "If we can?"

Lincoln gave a heavy sigh. "Hive was banished to Maveth for a reason. Hive was not only the first Inhuman but one of the most dangerous, with the power to sway others. But Hive isn't a body so much, just parasites so the Kree banished the human that they possessed…."

"No," Fitz interrupted. "We're not sending Jemma back there again. Not after all she's suffered. We've fought so much worse before, we can do this…"

Bobbi nodded, agreeing with Fitz. "Agreed. We're not sending Jemma back."

Lincoln nodded, resigning himself to the fact that they wouldn't be able to take the easy way out of this. "Then what are we waiting for?"

Hunter and May came back to base as soon as they heard that there was something possessing Jemma when she came back to Earth.

"You go see her," May said, as they walked through base.

"Why me?" Hunter said. But when May glared at him, he just nodded accepting his fate. They had gotten the details from the team on the way back to base. That one of them was to go and check on Jemma when they got back, as the team had started taking watches in case she tried anything. And they weren't to mention what had happened at all. "Yeah, that's fine. See you in what, just over an hour then?"

May gave a curt nod and headed off, leaving Hunter alone in the middle of the corridor. Knowing that he had no other choice, he headed towards isolation. To find Mack sitting in the chair outside it. "Alright?" he asked, throwing his backpack down in the corner. Mack looked up from what he was reading on the tablet. Jemma was curled up on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Mack nodded. "Yeah, she should be asleep for a while now. Bobbi gave her a sedative. You know the rules?"

Hunter nodded. Not to let her out. Not to let any Inhumans, Daisy in particular, close to her. It was nothing too hard. Surely even he could do it. "Yeah, course I do."

Mack rose from the chair, and passed Hunter the tablet. "To pass the time." And with that, he left, leaving Hunter to take the chair.

An hour passed, with nothing happening, not even the occasional whimper from Jemma in her sleep. Something that Hunter had been expecting, after all that she had went through.

Another half an hour passed, and May had come round, wanting to take the duty, but Hunter had waved her off, saying that he was okay and he would take her shift and she should relax, after all she had been through.

May just shrugged, and walked off, and it wasn't long after that that Jemma woke up. She rolled over, blinking a number of times, as if taking in her surroundings, as if trying to make herself believe that she was here and not somewhere else.

"Alright?" Hunter asked, setting the tablet down and smiling at her.

She sat up, pulling the blankets around herself and once she got a grip on her surroundings, she nodded. "Yeah, yeah I am. Sorry I was just…"

Hunter dismissed her. "It's fine. You've been through a lot. It's understandable."

She gave a small laugh. "That's an understatement."

"It is?" Hunter asked, knowing it was a stupid question, but there was so much that he didn't know about Jemma and what she had suffered. All he knew was that she had been stranded on a different planet for over half a year.

She nodded. "It was… it was hell." Her voice was soft and small, relieving the horrors that she had been through and her head dipped. "There wasn't… there wasn't enough water. There wasn't enough food. And I was alone. I was so very very alone. And now the team, no one trusts me Lance. They think something happened to me over there, on the other side." She was crying, silent tears streaming down her face and dropping onto the mattress.

"Did… did something happen to you Jemma?" He stood up, making his way closer to the glass and standing there. He knew he couldn't do much, to reassure her that it was all going to be okay, that the team were going to help her. "Jemma, we can help. If you tell us what happened. We can help you, we want to help you."

She looked up at him now, raising her head and meeting his eyes. She was still crying but her voice was full of determination and fire. "Yes, something did happen to me over there. And no one, no one can help me. Not anymore."

She stood up, and walked across the room, standing in front of the glass in front of Hunter but she wasn't looking at him. She was looking at something behind him, her head slightly cocked as if comprehending whatever it was behind him.

"I'm sorry," she whispered but before he had a chance to see what was happening he felt pain slice across the back of his head and his world faded to black.

Daisy had a smirk across her face. "You ready to leave?"

Alarms were ringing and the flashing of red filled the base. Lincoln looked up from his journal. "What's that mean?" There was a sense of panic in the room. "Is someone breaking into the base?"

Bobbi pulled her chair beside Fitz's as he pulled up the security camera feed. "No," she said, shaking her head and her voice was low, full of fear. Something that no one had ever heard from Bobbi before. "They're breaking out."

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