Awakening the Heart
Spoilers: All of Season 1 and 2 (up to the mid-season finale)
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Skye woke to the sound of May's voice, groaning she turned over and opened her eyes to find her SO standing over her. The woman was dressed in combat gear and held a bag, ignoring Skye's body she threw it on the bed and moved to the door but paused at the desk. Sitting up, the hacker noticed May examining the large poster-like grid that was formed by duct tape on the bricks. Post-it notes lay on squares and signified the ongoing game of Battleship she was currently battling against Ward.
"What's this?"
Pushing her hair back and unzipping the bag, Skye didn't bother looking up. "Recreation."
"Looks like a battle plan."
"Battleship." Skye pulled her combat gear from the bag, she'd last seen it on the Bus before her transformation. "Against Ward, healthy interaction at a distance and that works for the both of us."
May didn't say a word but snapped a photo of it before leaving, she paused however in the doorway. "Who's winning?"
"I am." Skye stood and looked at May. "He's never won a game against me and considering this is game number three since I woke up, my winning streak seems to be ongoing." Looking up she held up her cowl. "What exactly are we doing? I thought Coulson said no more missions until I can learn to the control my…abilities."
"Get dressed and be in the cargo bay at 0700, no weapons necessary."
After grabbing coffee and a quick slice of cinnamon bread, of which Bobbi had made, Skye headed to the cargo bay. She found the base's quinjet being loaded, the second was loaned out to Ward and Maya during their missions. Fitz and Simmons were loading equipment onto it with Mack's help while May checked the jet's external.
"Oh good you're here." Simmons rushed over and held out a small case. "Made especially for you. Fitz and I worked for quite a while during your coma to come up with durable material and even went into the archives from the academy to get the specs."
Skye took the case and set it on one of the seats, opening it to find a suit identical to her combat gear and gloves. "A second combat outfit."
"Not just any combat outfit, especially designed to contain and respond to your unique abilities. The academy has been trying for years to come up with a way to assist those on the Index to control themselves or at least way for them not to harm the civilian population. It has sensors that respond to your thoughts, allowing you to control how you release your abilities. So if you want to just project it through your hands, the sensors in the gloves will respond while suppressing nerves in your body that are especially used during an episode."
"And you know which those are?"
The scientist twisted her hands, "I may have ran a few tests while you were in a coma but," she put her hands up defensively, "I assure you nothing was invasive."
"I trust you Jemma." Skye smiled and leaned in. "Where exactly are we going and what are we doing?"
"May has yet to say a word to us." Mack stated as he walked past her. "You know how she is, silent and deadly."
The woman climbed the ramp and headed towards the cockpit. "Wheels up in five, Beta will meet us at the site. Fitzsimmons get strapped in, Mack go help Hunter categorize the recent weapons we acquired before he mislabels again."
"The likelihood he's in the storage vault alone is one in ten." Mack stated as he headed off the ramp. "Let me go break the lovebirds up before Hunter makes the mistake of knocking her up."
"Gross!" Skye stated loudly followed by a 'bloody hell, I don't want to hear that' from Fitz.
"Good luck you guys." Mack stated as he headed away from the jet.
The flight was longer than Skye expected and midway through she heard the radio call from where she sat beside May in the cockpit.
"Phoenix Alpha this this Phoenix Beta, requesting permission for joining formation." It was Ward's voice and Skye looked over at May as the woman touched the control for the radio.
"Phoenix Beta, specify personal identification and code."
The response was quick, "identification number 010183 Gulf Whiskey, shake the sky."
May nodded, "identification received and acknowledged. Port side formation and continue to site."
"Port side acknowledged, continuing to site. Beta out."
Skye looked over at May, "that was Ward, why is he joining us?"
"He and Wilson are on site for environmental control only." She turned the jet slightly as the second jet arrived on her port side. "They'll maintain a security parameter for the site where we are going."
"Where are we going exactly?" May was silent and Skye nodded, "right, I'll know when we get there. Just tell me one thing, what the civilian population size?"
A few clicks of controls occurred before May spoke. "None so you can stop worrying about losing emotional control."
"Why do you assume I'm worried about losing emotional control?" She saw May's eyes as the woman faced her momentarily. "Ward's going to be there so you assume I'm not going to be at my best. Look, I'll be fine and as for Ward," Skye shrugged and looked out the window, "he knows when to back off unlike before and is willing to help versus harm now."
"You state that as if tremors haven't been occurring when he's on location."
Skye looked back at her SO, "check the seismic readings, they happen every night and they aren't because of him. In fact, correlate his visits and the seismic readings and it might surprise you."
"I can concur that!" Simmons stated from where she sat. Instantly she was between them with a tablet. "Fitz showed me the correlation of Ward's stays and Skye's nightly tremors." She started tapping on the tablet. "If you look at the frequency of length and time, you can see that during Ward's stays the length of the tremors are in fact shorter than the nights he isn't here. That is curious however," she looked at her friend. "How exactly does he help?"
Shrugging Skye looked at both women as they eyed her. "He wakes me before leaving immediately. His bunk is right next to mine so he does endure the force of the tremors more than the rest of you."
"Simmons sit down and buckle up, we'll be landing in ten." May said nothing more and the scientist departed.
They did land ten minutes later and the ramp opened to reveal an abandoned field with some hills in the distance. Ward and Maya stood waiting in tactical gear, the female member of the team smirked at Skye as she walked down the ramp.
"Love the suit, to think that will stop your earthquake-making abilities." She looked over at Simmons and smiled. "Any chance I could get one of those with the ability to randomly shoot Ward when he gets annoying?"
Simmons chuckled as she walked down the ramp with equipment. "I believe if that were possible that Agent May would have already requested it."
"He gets annoying?" Skye asked honestly. "I didn't think annoying was something he was capable of."
"Oh believe me it is. You know he's been talking about the idea of getting a dog for the last five days. Asking me what I think, what breeds I wouldn't mind and how he could convince Coulson it could be beneficial on missions." May shook her head. "If you know a way to shut him up please tell me."
Skye pulled a post-it note from her pocket and stuck it to Ward's vest. "Say it!"
He took the note and looked at it before groaning slightly. "You sunk my battleship." He mumbled and Skye smirked.
"You're getting me a puppy because I won, you said anything I wanted when you made that bet." She walked away as he stood there watching her, May walked out and shoved equipment at him.
"Help Fitzsimmons." Without another word the woman walked away and started walking around the jet to inspect it.
Maya shook her head, "battleship?"
"It's a long story." Ward stated as he walked over to Fitz, picking up a backpack and slung it on his back.
A/N: What are they doing?
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