Drawing up to the school, Robbie stopped the car and got out. Helping Gabe into his wheelchair, he smiled as he crouched down in front of younger brother he cherished more than anything. "You watch out for yourself, and if anyone gives you trouble you tell me."

"I can fight my own battles Rob." The younger Reyes replied with something between a glare and a pout on his face.

"It's in the job description of being an older brother."

"Tell Uncle Eli I love him and wish me luck, Physics test."

"You don't need luck." The older brother laughed. "Get going!"

Getting back in the Charger, he waved goodbye as Daisy climbed into the passenger seat from the back. Shaking his head with a smile, he drove off as she got comfortable and put the seatbelt on at his insistence. Putting her injured arm down in her lap, she spoke up to make sure he heard.

"So, Uncle Elias Morrow huh? Doing time for a manslaughter charge?"

"You know, I'm constantly reminded that you stalked me for three days." He sighed good naturedly.

"So we're clear, I only looked at you when I hacked, I came across the court order for Gabe's guardianship to be transferred you because of your uncle going to jail by accident." She spoke calmly, no longer pained by her arm so long as she didn't knock it. "I didn't look up Gabe or Eli."

He glanced over for a moment. "Respectful stalking, noted."

"I think a little stalking is okay when the devil's right hand man lets you live."

"You're not wrong." He muttered, which she caught.

"Still wondering why the other guy just walked away?"

"Uh huh."

The drive to the penitentiary was short, given Robbie pushed the speed limit, barely staying on the line. Within an hour, they were arriving at the place.

"So, particular reason we're going to see Uncle Eli?" She asked.

Driving around slowly to the parking lot, he answered. "He worked at the Momentum Lab I burned that spectre at. His work was way above my head, but he loved working there, he'd talk to me and Gabe about it whenever we asked how his day was. If anyone can help make heads or tails out of this thing, he can."

As they pulled into the parking lot, Daisy looked out the window. "Oh hell, we gotta go."

"What?" He asked.

"Drive!"

"No luck?" Mack guessed.

Coulson put his sunglasses on and tilted his head. "Is it all over my face? Besides, I didn't expect him to open up to a suit anyway. The downside of being a government operative."

The bald man took an expression of disbelief as he looked at the car pulling in.

"No way."

"What?"

He pointed. "It's the car of the matchstick guy from Momentum Labs!"

The former director of S.H.I.E.L.D turned to face in the same direction as Mack, and saw the person in the passenger seat. The person who looked panicked, and he heard yell,

"Drive!"

Shock briefly overtook him. "Daisy…"

"Get in the car, I'm driving!" Mack snapped him out of it. The idea of the big man driving his car, or anyone for that matter was enough to bring him out of his reverie.

"Oh hell no."

They got in the cherry-red 1962 Chevrolet Corvette and immediately followed the black Charger, and the chase began.

"Can they catch up?" Daisy asked Robbie worriedly.

"Judging by the car, I'd say not given this baby has been transformed by the Rider so many times and I upgrade it every chance I get."

"You better be right about that." She gasped, the situation causing her to be breathless for some reason. "I really don't want to have that conversation with Coulson, he's like a strict rockstar dad."

Zooming past traffic and pulling down into the L.A River, Robbie cracked his neck and grinned fiercely. "Hold onto your breakfast, this is about to heat up!"

His eyes blazed with the devil's fire, and he let out a roar that sounded terrifyingly like the Ghost Rider. The wheels and engine ignited, and the Hell Charger snarled forward, gaining speed with each rotation of the wheels. From behind, they faintly heard a loud 'Holy crap!' from Coulson.

"You can see through that?!" She shouted over the roaring sound of the engine as it spewed fire.

"Like glass!" He yelled back.

Looking forward again, she tried to warn him of the air distortion ahead. "Robbie, look out!"

With a massive crash, they collided with the lowered nose of a cloaked Quinjet. The collision didn't damage the car, but it put a dent in the aircraft as their heads smacked on the wheel and the dashboard respectively.

Robbie had been knocked out by his head striking the wheel of his Charger, but she was still conscious, and very much so of the small trickle of blood rolling down her forehead. What seemed like and eternity later, she saw the blurry forms of Coulson and Mack outside the driver's side. She heard the former's voice, although it was far off, distant to her.

"I get his car now right? You know how this works?"

Struggling, she managed to raise her uninjured hand and croaked out four words.

"Like hell you do…"

A vibration blast hit Mack square in the torso as he leaned down to investigate her voice, sending him tumbling. Her hand dropped. Her former boss raised his gun and spoke a quick apology before he shot her with an I.C.E.R bullet.

"Sorry Daisy."

Robbie awoke to find himself in some kind of white cell. He hated white, it reminded him that he'd never get his soul back unless the Rider left him, that the devil had made his mark on him. Looking around, he found Daisy on the floor next to him. Concerned, he scrambled up and checked her pulse. Still alive.

"She's okay, just knocked out."

He looked up at the main window of the cell to see the man she'd called Coulson. "Excuse me if I don't take you at your word Agent Coulson."

"You know my name? How, if I may ask?"

"Daisy told me your name, that how I know it. That's how I know Axe Gun over there is Mack, and your tech guy is Fitz, and that with my powers you wouldn't last a minute." He stated flatly.

"One of them powers mind control?" Mack asked out of nowhere.

"Not as far as I know."

"Then how'd you keep Daisy from running away? Threaten her life? Brainwashing? Intimidation? 'Cause an unknown Inhuman like you probably has something that keeps her in line." The tall, bald man kept throwing accusations at him, insinuating methods of control that he'd never used on anyone but those he interrogated.

"Everyone who finds out about my powers automatically assumes I'm an Inhuman, why is that?" He asked his own question.

Coulson held up his hand to stop Mack and answered. "We've seem inhumans who can change state at will, plus it seems to be the reason behind all things and powers supernatural these days."

He stepped right up to the window as Robbie leant against the frame.

"If you're not an inhuman, then what are you?"

He let his eyes burn with the devil's fire again, taking the man aback as he spoke a single sentence.

"I'm just the man who sold his soul to the devil for vengeance."

Mack called over from across the plane's tail. "Yeah, not buying it."

"He's not lying."

Daisy sat up and accepted Robbie's hand up. She looked out the cell that she remembered all too well, reluctantly acknowledging that they'd been caught by S.H.I.E.L.D. "He traded away his soul to the devil to become the Ghost Rider, no Inhuman could burn a person's soul or transform a vehicle like he does. Trust me, you don't want to meet the other guy. I did."

"So you went head to head with this guy, then joined up with him? That's not you Daisy, you don't just follow random guys who spontaneously combust, which looks painful."

"Times change, and so do people Mack." She replied dejectedly.

"Daisy, I saw him throw you over his shoulder and take you to his car…"

"The other guy did that because he thought I was in too much pain make it back there on my own!" Daisy interrupted. "And I didn't go head to head with him, the moment the other guy took over, I lost."

"Who's 'the other guy'?" Coulson asked as calmly as ever. Robbie answered.

"The Spirit of Vengeance, the thing that turns me into the Ghost Rider. Why do you care?"

"Well, we seem to be after the same thing; answers. You were going to see your uncle weren't you? To get answers?"

"We were. Well, until you made me drive straight into an invisible jet, endangering Daisy's life in the process. Great plan by the way, what was the backup if, say, the crash cracked her skull? Punctured her lung? Broke her neck? I don't think I could stop the other guy from burning you to death, given he seems… invested."

Both of their lack of responses proved his point, that they hadn't thought anything through while pursuing them. His face barely an inch from the reinforced glass, he spoke dangerously.

"If that's how you do a chase, why should I help you?"

That made them think. They knew full well Daisy's bones were more brittle than the average person's, a simple hit from a car exhaust had fractured her arm. Yet, they'd still chosen to have him slam the Hell Charger straight into one of their jets.

Eventually Coulson looked up.

"You're right, we didn't think it through, consider the risks. Daisy could've been killed, both of you could've, I'm sorry."

"I forgive you, but I can't speak for Robbie or the other guy." She told the man quietly.

The host of the Spirit of Vengeance shrugged. "You're the one who knows these guys, it's your call, I just wanted to point out that they need to think about more than just the outcome they want."

With that, the former director pressed a button on the cell, and the doors opened. The pair stepped out, and the soulless man walked up to Coulson.

"I hope you realise I could take this whole plane down if I change."

"I figured." The man shrugged. "But you won't do that, because Daisy's right here too, and you seem to want to avoid her getting hurt."

"Plus, you wouldn't survive the fall either." Mack added.

Daisy rolled her eyes at the shotgun-holding man. "Please, he's survived being stabbed, shot, run over and even I can't break his skeleton with my hand on his chest, he'd make the fall if he changed, which at this altitude he could in time."

Robbie shrugged again. "From experience, death is temporary for me."

As the pair of them were escorted by Mack and Coulson to the Quinjet, she gave him a confused look from behind. "How is death temporary?"

Getting in to visit Eli was easy, given Robbie had already phoned the prison that day to say he would be coming in. Daisy was allowed in on account of being Robbie's supposed ex who was a family friend, a cover story she'd made up initially just to put him on edge in front of his co-workers while she talked to him, which was coming in very useful. She couldn't claim to have foresight that far, but she was pretty pleased that it was holding up. Luckily he was a private person, so no one doubted it.

The imprisoned uncle came into the visiting room on the opposite side of the booth they'd been assigned, and sat down in the chair, picking up the phone. "Hey racer, how's my baby doing?"

"You mean our baby." Robbie corrected him with a smile. "Replaced the fan belt recently, she's been overheating a bit lately but it's fine."

"Gabe's good?"

"Acing school like always, trying to holler at Janet's little sister, so pretty good."

He looked very happy, seeing his uncle, she realised. He must really believe in and love the man behind the glass barrier. Her attention was brought back when Eli looked up at her and asked his nephew the question they both knew was coming.

"And who is this young lady? Girlfriend?"

"Ex, actually. This is Daisy, we got back in touch recently, but we seem to be mending some bridges we broke." Robbie explained.

He held out the phone to her, and she simple said, "Hi."

"No need to be shy Daisy, any friend of Robbie or Gabe's is one to me." Eli told her kindly as he shifted in his chair. "It's not Christmas, it's not my birthday."

"Can't I just come visit my uncle when I miss him and need help?"

"Help? With what?"

"The past's coming back up. I ran into one of your old colleagues a little while ago, and I saw her on the news later. She's out there killing people, and I don't want Gabe, Daisy or anyone to get hurt."

He pulled the picture the Ghost Rider had taken from Momentum Labs and showed it to his uncle, pointing to the woman in the photo. "Who is she?"

After a pause of consideration, Eli chose to tell them.

"Dr Lucy Bauer, Joseph's wife."

"That's the guy you put into a coma right? What were they getting into up there?" Robbie asked.

"Madness. They were the project leaders of this privately funded think tank, Momentum Labs, next level R and D. They needed an engineer to help them build their design, said they were very impressed with me. But what they really wanted was someone who wouldn't ask too many questions."

"What were you building?"

"A quantum particle generator, it's a machine that can create matter out of practically nothing at all."

The younger man was confused a little. "That sounds impossible."

"Yeah, it's insane. It defies all the laws of physics, they thought they were pushing boundaries but I thought they were playing God. It blew up in their faces, literally. They should've listened to me. The police said it was an accident, Joe made them move forward, and it killed them. It killed the whole team, his wife. Joe killed them. I was so pissed at what he'd done, I couldn't stop him, I just… I just… I snapped. Now, I'm doing the time, but see Robbie, what I wanted was…"

"... revenge." The mechanic guessed the finish of his sentence. "Why didn't you tell me any of this before?"

"Because you were just a kid. I was supposed to take care of you and I let you down. But these are my demons, not yours."

"Trust me, I have enough of my own. One in particular keeps haunting me." Robbie admitted, although Daisy knew he wouldn't tell his uncle that he was the Ghost Rider.

"What could she possibly be after?" She asked, borrowing the phone from the young man on who this was clearly taking a toll.

"She's gonna go after this book, I don't know what it's called but it helped them built their machine. Apparently it has all the knowledge anyone could ever need."

In their ears, the pair heard Coulson say after a moment, "Wrap this up, we've gotta move."

"Thanks tío, I think I'll be able to sleep a little better now." Robbie told his uncle. "I've got to pick up Gabe in a bit, so we'll be going, but I'll be back to see you soon. Might see if I can get a time when Gabe's not in school so we can both come."

"Take care of him Daisy, and watch out with the arm. Fractures take time to heal so don't try to rush it."

"Thanks." She said before putting the phone back. The guards escorted the two parties back to where they were supposed to be, and the pair immediately left the penitentiary, boarding the Quinjet that had brought them there. It was a long trip back to the Zephyr given it was on the move, so they had to dock after catching up.

"What's going on, took a while to catch up to you guys." He asked Coulson and Mack, who were gearing up for some reason.

"Had to get a headstart."

Coulson tucked his pistol into its holster and stood up straight. "We need to make a detour before going after that book, we could use your help if you're still interested in our arrangement."

He was about to demand what was more important than the book, when Daisy caught his arm and shook her head. He got the message, they didn't have time to argue.

They set down in the Quinjet outside a fireworks store. Coulson took charge, directing them.

"Mack, with me, we'll take the shop. You two, if you could take the storage facility next door, that'd be great." He made to go in the shop, but stopped.

"Watch the arm Daisy, it can't take your quakes and I reckon the rest of your bones have about had it for today anyway." He tossed her an I.C.E.R pistol and an extra magazine, then entered the shop.

She stood there for a moment. "People keep telling me that today."

The enhanced pair did reluctantly as they were bid, entering the facility. It seemed quiet, until a masked man with a rifle came right into their path. Before he could do anything, Daisy shot him in the chest. She noticed the tattoo on his hand, and groaned quietly. Robbie looked at her.

"The Watchdogs."

"The guys you're after. Well this just got complicated." He remarked, pulling on his gloves and zipping up his jacket.

She shrugged. "Or this could be the opportunity that replaces the one you ruined for me."

He stopped, and looked back at her.

"You're still mad about that?"

"I wasn't mad, just… annoyed. I might've been slightly mad that you didn't keep the guy you took alive long enough for me to talk to him but vengeance under the bridge."

He gave her a confused look and moved on, ready for a fight. She followed him, equally confused although for a less valid reason. Once she caught up, she asked, "What, that's not a saying that the devil's soul collectors use? I thought it was."

He held up his hand, shushing her. Just as she was about to ask 'What?', he turned the corner and ripped a Watchdog's gun out of his hands. He then slammed the guy into the wall then used a chokehold to allow her to stun him with an I.C.E.R bullet. He dropped the soldier when they both heard an explosion not too far away. Both knew that was where they were supposed to be going.

They raced along the storage garages until they found the right row. An Inhuman Daisy knew, JT James aka Hellfire, was holding a chain he proceeded to set on fire. He swung it back, ready to kill the person in front of him.

Robbie was there in an instant, catching the flaming chain as it arced away from the target, holding it in front of his face.

"Huh."

Slipping out from behind him, Daisy shot and knocked out the five Watchdogs with Hellfire with the gun, dropping them before they could shoot Robbie. She then was recognised by both James and the person on the floor.

"Daisy?"

She found herself saying, "Hey Jemma, been a while. Take the stairs and find Coulson."

"You're here?"

"Later!" She spoke forcefully.

"I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you just made a big mistake." Hellfire told Robbie, who honestly didn't give a damn.

He ripped the chain out of the Australian man's hand and lashed it behind him after Daisy backed out of range.

"Funny, I was going to say the same thing, without the accent."

Hellfire threw the spherical firework that he lit with his Inhuman power over fire straight at Robbie's face, and it blew up on impact. Jemma gasped when he came out unharmed but for a little bit of his flesh that had been taken out of his cheek by the impact. It was glowing red hot with his own power. It was at the moment Jemma decided she'd seen enough and went to find Coulson.

"You really shouldn't have done that." Daisy told James offhandedly, leaning against the wall on her right shoulder. "Now you're get to meet the other guy."

The older Reyes brother turned back to face the Australian, and told him something that struck fear into him.

"It's time to pay for your sins."

Then, his flesh burned off, and the Ghost Rider came to life once more. The chain set ablaze once more, this time with the fire of the devil, and it was around the man in an instant, forcing his arms to his sides.

Manipulating the chain by wrapping it around its hands, the Rider wrenched the bound Australian towards it, then seized throat with its left hand, relinquishing the chain lengths in that hand to do so. Raising Hellfire off the ground, it approached the wall and proceeded to slam him into it. Again. And again. And again. It kept smashing him against the metal door to the storage container, then into the brick wall, until he was thoroughly beaten.

Standing up straight, Daisy got a little closer to the devil's favourite creation. "You mind keeping him alive? It'll stop Coulson from having more to go strict rockstar dad at us for."

It looked at her with curious glowing eyes. Seeming to consider the request, it nodded once, and released JT James from the chain, dropping him to the floor, face down. She shot him twice in the back to make sure he was out.

With another flick, the chain was lashed around the Australian's ankle, then the Rider proceeded to drag him down the corridors. She caught up and walked just behind it, following it out the building. The doors opened seemingly of their own accord when it approached, allowing them out without being touched.

It was quite the surprise for Coulson, Mack and Jemma to see the Ghost Rider stalking out of the building, dragging the rogue Inhuman. It struck a menacing figure.

It threw James to their feet with a wrench of the chain, it uncoiling. Swinging it diagonally down and left, it lashed the chain around its own chest, letting go of it. As it strode past, back to the Quinjet, reverting to Robbie on the way, Daisy followed it past and called,

"Thought you might like him alive, so I asked the other guy nicely."

"Please tell me you're not going to go full dad 'I'm very disappointed in you young lady' mode."

Coulson looked up from the tablet in his hands at Daisy. "What?"

"It's what I call it when you express your disappointment and tell me off like my dad never did, ringing any bells?" Daisy explained. "Okay, apparently I'm the only one who thinks that."

"If you mean when he tells you that you should've asked for help and that you have to promise to next time, I know what you're talking about." Robbie supported her.

"Yeah, I didn't follow any of that. I'm not going to tell you off, I'm just glad you're safe, which Mr Reyes seems to have been helping with ever since you met him. Other than that, there's nothing else to say."

"I'm sensing a but here…"

"But…"

She groaned. "Knew it, and I'm not even a clairvoyant."

"... we could really use both of your help on this case." Coulson finished.

"But the Watchdogs…"

"Took a hit, they remain a threat, but we have to put them on the back burner for now. There's more pressing concerns."

"I'm sorry Coulson, but for me there's nothing more pressing. I'm sticking to my guns, and you can't stop me, even if you shoot me with your I.C.E.R bullets." She protested emphatically.

Robbie looked over. "As much as I want to sort out this business with the book, I'm with Daisy. I fractured her arm and got in her way, I have to make that up and the demon inside of me is telling me that her score needs to be settled before my uncle's. I can't fight that thing when it gets set on something, so you're gonna have to do this without us."

"Well you're going to have to compromise with it. You two don't need us, fine. Right now we need you."