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Chapter 3:

"Bobbie wake up, we need to get going to the meeting." Skye whispered as she shook me awake. I yawned as I got out of bed. Just as I was up someone knocked on our bed section door. I answered. It was Jemma.

"I have some clothes, they should fit you, we can get you some more and you can chose them once we figure out where you are going to go." She said handing me the bundle of clothes. I gave them to Skye.

"Thank you" I said before heading back to get dressed. I felt so good to have. Clean and warm clothes that fitted me. The ones from the facility were changed every 3 months if we were lucky. They were never washed or taken off. They ended up as little more than a few pieces of fabric, often covers in blood. I helped Skye wash herself and her hair. The water felt so good on my skin.

Around half an hour later we were around a table that was like a touch screen computer. Up came all the information known about where we were kept. We were asked to point out any faces we knew but only recognised 3. A plan was put in place. Someone inside hydra will try to make there way to the base and get as much information as possible. We told the times that we were left alone long enough for an escape exempt so that is anyone else got free then help will be given.

Me and Skye were later taken aside by Jemma. We sat down to check and clean my shot wound and talk.

"Do either of you know your last names or anything like that so we could find your parents, if you would like of course." She said as she checked the wounds and cleaned any infected ones.

"I don't rennet anything before the base, come to think of it I don't even know where I'm from or... Well anything at all. Sorry. I don't know why I can't remember a thing. Not even since, a few days before we escaped. Everything before that we were told." I suddenly realised. Why couldn't I remember, what happened and why? To many questions flying around my head. What if all I knew was lies, what if i didn't have a brother but was told we were to try to stop is leaving, what if I did something. What if?

"That's okay, I need to do a test on each of you to see if I can figure out why." Jemma said before leading us to a room. It was filled with all kinds of things, all science related. We were payed down as a scanner came over us.

1 hour of tests, a very long hour. We were sitting with hot chocolate and eating cookies when the results arrived. She looked at them, it just looked like waves and strands to me.

"Brain washing" was the quick reply from Jemma. Wait what? We were brain washed, but why and when, how? Answers. I need answers. I couldn't speak. Everything could be a lie, Implanted into my brain, but by who. I slowly backed away from Jemma. How could o trust anyone. What if the whole team here was behind it. It could be anyone.

"We have to run, now." I whispered to Skye as we quickly sprinted out of the room, I tried to remember the route we took. Bend after bend. Sirens piercing our ears. Were could we go, who could we trust, no one. We were on our own. Finally I found the exit and was running though.

"Stope, please, Jemma told me. I know this is hard but we want to help you. We can help you get your memories. Please." Fitz said as he ran towards us. He stopped by the opening. I looked towards him. For once I saw that he wasn't that old either. Not compared to May or coulson. Just a youth. Skye stopped.

"We can't keep running bobbie, you will kept me safer here than out there, please can we stay for now. Until we have to leave." She said. I have only been with these people a few days but know they are different. I am so used to trying to run, things always catch up to us. We can't face them alone anymore.

I walked towards fitz. Hopefully he will understand why, I could feel a tear trying to escape. No. I have to stay strong for Skye.

"Come here girls, please." Fitz said. Skye let go of my hand and ran up to fitz and hugged his leg. He sat down and she sat down with him. I sat down to. With hesitation of cause.

"Your just kids, you can't do this on your own, not even I could. Let us try and help you. No matter how grown up you act." He said looking at me. I remember last night. A tear trickled down my cheek. We sat there, the three of us. Then coulson arrived.

I often found that the younger soldiers were more forgiving than the leaders. I gulped and flinched as a hand reached down. I was expecting at least a hit, a knife pulled out perhaps. Not a hand helping me off the floor. Why did they treat us so nicely, we had betrayed them. This made no sense. What was there plan? I had to be careful. At least that's what I thought.