Hey there, folks! I probably should've mentioned this somewhere in the first two chapters, but I do not in any way own Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. or any of their property. I'm amazed at how many people have been reading this, and it's only been a couple weeks...you guys rock! Please continue leaving comments!

Sorry for the absence this week…vacation time

There has been speculation in the reviews section that I might be a Skyeward fan…you would be right. I will try not to overpower my story with Skyewardiness, mostly because I'm still mad at him too! I'm also a Fitzsimmons and Philinda shipper…so be warned of future shipping! Fitzsimmons will probably be explored the most in my fanfic. Overall, though, I try to take a serious tone and try to follow what the actual storyline might entail.

Anywho…sorry for the long intro…time for chapter 3!

Skye knocked on the door to Coulson's office, then entered carefully. "Skye, sit", Coulson said, indicating a chair between him and May. Skye sat down, glancing between them. "We know today's been tough", Coulson started, "but we have to move forward as quickly as possible if we want to avoid any unpleasant surprises". Skye nodded, bracing herself for whatever came next.

"We're going back for Raina", Coulson said. "Yes, I know she's unpredictable, and I'm sure she could be a threat to us, but May and I feel that she would be a much greater danger if Hydra got to her first". Again, Skye nodded. She didn't expect Coulson to let Hydra pick up an Inhuman that they could turn into a weapon. But she didn't see why they were telling her this, unless –"You're going to be the one finding her, Skye", Coulson said. He grimaced as he saw her turn pale. "Trust me, the last thing I want to do is send you into any more danger. You've been through enough, but –". "It's okay", Skye interrupted, taking a deep breath. "I want to help. I can handle it. What do I need to do?"


Ward opened his eyes and tried to sit up. "Don't move", warned a familiar voice, "You'll reopen the wound". Ward blinked and saw Agent May leaning over him, pressing an icepack to his abdomen. No, it wasn't May. It was that Agent 33 or whatever who had somehow ended up with a much less attractive version of May's face.

"You passed out in the car", not-May said, "I had to drag you up here. You, sir, are very heavy". Ward grunted, then sat up, ignoring not-May's protests.

"How long was I out?" "About an hour", she replied, handing him a cup of coffee, "Do you remember what happened to you?"

"How could I forget", Grant mumbled. "Where's Skye?"

Agent 33 looked puzzled. "You do know she shot you, right?"

Ward glared at her, "I said, where is she?"

"Not how this works", Agent 33 firmly replied, "I helped you, now you're going to help me. So, what do I do now?"

Ward scowled, but he was secretly impressed that Agent 33 had the nerve to stand up to him. Then again, he was laying on a couch recovering from being shot. "It's going to be tough", he began hesitantly, "You're going to have to rediscover your identity. If I were you, I would try maintaining your Hydra association until you can find out more about yourself. Unfortunately, I can't be of much help to you. But, if you're looking for someone to lie low with for a while, you can probably help me".

Agent 33 nodded: "I'll think about it".

Ward eased himself back down on the pillow. How could he get Skye to like him again? He thought, for a moment, when Raina had said that he was doing everything because he loved her, that she might have felt something for him by the look on her face. And then she shot him. And would've killed him if he hadn't gotten lucky. Skye isn't a killer, he thought, I can still make her love me, I know it. He would win Skye back, whatever it took.

He glanced towards the kitchen, where May's lookalike was making soup. Without that burned spot, he thought, she looks exactly like May. Now that's an idea. "Hey," Ward snapped, making Agent 33 jump, "how do you get one of those masks?"


"Okay", Skye said shakily, "So who's going to be backing me up?"

Coulson winced. "Umm…no one."

"What?" Skye yelled, "You're sending me in there to find a beast by myself?"

May put her hand on Skye's shoulder. "We don't want to make you do this anymore than you want to. But we lost one team member in that tunnel temporarily and permanently lost another. You have the best chance at succeeding and surviving, Skye".

Skye took a deep breath, steadying herself, "When do I go in?"

Coulson looked at her sympathetically, "Now, if you're up to it. We don't want to waste a minute".