Jemma didn't realize that she fell asleep too until she was woken up by the metal door which hit the wall when it opened. She flinched at the sudden distraction, her eyes landed on Skye first, whose eyes were flickering open. Ward was the first one to step into the room, and like always, there were a few guards behind him. ''Good morning.'' He casually said with a slight grin and motioned for one of the guards to open the cell. Jemma stood up right in front of Skye as she couldn't cope with her being taken again.

''We'll take that one this time.'' Ward pointed at Jemma, Skye was up on her feet in less that a second and moved Jemma behind her. Her hands were still hurting and bleeding but she wasn't gonna allow them to take Jemma from her without putting up a fight, ''No you're not.'' Skye exclaimed and shielded the British girl with her body once the guards moved closer.

''Skye, you're hurt.'' Jemma indicated and tried to move her out of the way but it didn't work, Skye was stubborn and she wouldn't allow them to hurt Jemma. It was as simple as that. Skye would rather go through all the pain herself instead of seeing her best friend being hurt. ''I don't care, I'm not gonna let them take you.'' She said and punched one of the guards right in the nose when he was close enough. Sudden pain rushed through her fists when her hand came in contact with the blokes face, his nose started to bleed as he got back up.

''So that's how you want to play?'' He asked whilst wiping his nose onto his uniform. Ward leaned against the wall, he was clearly amused by the situation, it was a long time before he actually saw Skye in action. The guard stepped towards Skye, this time, his hands were shielding his face ad he formed them into fists. He sent a blow towards Skye's direction, she managed to dodge it which surprised the guard, she was quick, too quick for him. He wasn't finished though, before she could throw a punch at him, he grabbed her wounded hands and pressed his fingers hand into the holes that were made by the metal nails, Skye screamed out in pain as she fell to the floor, her knees hit the concrete floor hard and Jemma ran in between them, pushing the guard away from her and freeing her hands.

''Skye!'' Jemma yelled and knelt down beside her right after she gave Ward a deadly stare. How could he possibly let this happen? ''Let me see.'' She said, forgetting that there were guards behind her who wanted to take her.

''I'm fine.'' Skye said and attempted to get up. She was stopped by Jemma, who didn't want to see her getting hurt again. Before any of them could say another word, another guard came into the cell and grabbed Jemma tightly by her arms, pulling her away from injured Skye. Without any hesitation, Skye was back up on her feet, another bloke walked into the cell and blocked her way. ''Skye don't!'' Jemma yelled, she didn't want her to fight again. Jemma did her best to not show her fear as she was being dragged away through the metal door.

''Jemma! Let her go!'' Skye yelled, the guard left and locked the cell. She started banging on the bars, it didn't change a thing though, Jemma wasn't back and it was clear that she wouldn't be for a while. The wounded SHIELD agent slumped back into the corner, she felt hopeless and useless.

I could've fought harder! Jemma would've still been here If I didn't give up when the slightest pain hit me...

She thought to herself and kicked the concrete floor as she was furious with herself. It finally hit her. She realized what she is going to hear soon. Skye was going to hear the same thing that Jemma heard when Skye was taken. It's about to become a bigger nightmare than it already is.

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Jemma tried to push herself in different directions in an attempt to escape the strong grips around her arms. ''Save that for later.'' Ward said as he continued to walk in front of her, he would sneak a few peeks at her sometimes, and he wouldn't have the same loving eyes looking at him like he used to when he was still a part of SHIELD. What he got was a deadly stare instead, Jemma wished that she could kill him just by looking at him. They turned and the it was. The interrogation room.

Her eyes widened once she saw the blood below the wooden chair, she was pretty sure that her heart skipped a beat out of fear. Skye's blood. She thought. ''It will soon combine with your blood too if you don't tell me what I want to know.'' Ward said, it seemed like he was reading her mind.

Jemma swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat, she managed to swallow down some of the fear too so her voice didn't sound as shaky, ''Do all you want. I will never tell you anything.''

Ward clapped, ''Well would you look at that.'' He said ''Back on the bus, I told Skye that you will be there for encouragement. So I really don't need any information from you.''

The guards pushed her down to the chair and tied her arms to the arm rests, her legs were tied to the sides. She knew what Ward was going to do. ''I'll make sure that plan of yours won't work.'' Jemma spat and put on the deadly stare again, she was sure that it was making him feel uncomfortable as he always placed his gaze somewhere else. ''We'll see.'' He whispered and began to dig through the drawers. Her eyes bulged once he pulled out the object. It was a pocket knife and a corkscrew. Ward took a few steps forward, the confident grin on his face was back and Jemma absolutely hated it.

''So what now?'' She asked, almost laughing at how stupid her question was, she had to look tough in front of him. No answer came from him, what came was the knife, it pierced through her skin, she groaned at first but then screamed horrifically when he pushed it even deeper into her forearm. Fresh, red blood made it's way out of her. Her breaths got heaver and heaver each time she inhaled, tears streamed down her sweaty face without stopping.

He took the corkscrew and eyed it carefully, his gaze landed on her as he planned on what part of the body he should use this tool. Without any warning, Ward lunged the corkscrew into her thigh, making her scream out in pain once more, her original shirt color was barely seen as blood covered most of it. Her black jeans were starting to absorb the blood too, making them a different color that black. Jemma's head swung from side to side as she struggled to stay conscious. The pain that was traveling through her body was excruciating, it seemed like it could kill every cell in her body if she moved even the slightest inch.

''Take her back.'' Ward ordered once he removed the tools from her body. The guards untied her and yanked her up by her arms. Her knees collapsed as she wasn't capable of standing. None of them were keen enough to lift her up and carry her so they dragged her out the door, her toes were rubbing against the concrete floor all the way.

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