A/N: This chapter is completely in Skye's point of view again and I still don't own anything. Thank you for continuing to read this and I hope you enjoy it!
Skye's P.O.V
As she starts to see the warehouse on the horizon she stops the car abruptly, not wanting to be seen by whoever is there with her team. She gets out of the SUV and looks around for any signs of life. She sees a body lying about 25 metres away from the car and makes her way slowly over to it, night night gun in hand. When she gets closer she can see that it is Fitz lying with his arms wrapped around his box of dwarfs. She sits next to him and shakes him, trying to wake him up. "Fitz are you alright? Come on Fitz, wake up!" He stirs and looks straight at Skye with a look of confusion in his eyes. "Skye, why are you out here?" She shakes her head at him, "That's not important. Why isn't Jemma with you? What happened back there?" His expression turns from confusion to worry. "I-I don't know. The comms went offline and then the guards came outside and starting shooting at us, Simmons told me to run so I grabbed the dwarfs and ran as fast as I could. I wanted her to come with me but she said that I needed to get back to the bus and help you sort this out. She was going to distract them long enough for me to get away but I must have fallen and passed out." She wanted to scream at him for letting Jemma stay there with men who wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet through her brain but she couldn't have a meltdown quite yet. She needed to stay focused on getting the team back and figuring out a way to get them out of that building without it becoming a suicide mission. "We need to get back to the SUV, I brought the thermal scanner with me and another night night pistol. We have to get them out of there." Fitz nods and gets to his feet, holding his arm out to help her up. "Are you okay to walk back to the SUV or do you need a hand?" She takes his hand and he pulls her up, taking most of her weight. "Don't worry about me, I can walk. Hurry!" She tells him because even though she needs the help, she doesn't like to rely on other people to get by.
"There are only seven people in there. One is guarding, two are patrolling the hallways and the other four are all in the security room. That must be where they are." She tells Fitz as she hands him the other pistol. "Are you ready to do this?" He retracts his hand and gives her a look of disbelief. "Are you serious? You can barely walk and I'm not even cleared for field work Skye! We need to call in for back up." She looks at him sternly, "Fitz, don't worry. It won't turn out the same as last time, I promise. We don't have time to wait for back up so there is no choice." He sighs, putting his head in his hands. "I guess you're right. Okay, I'm ready." She drives up to the gates and gets out of the car, shooting the guard on the door in the chest. They run through the door and Skye collapses onto the floor in pain. "Skye, what's wrong?" Fitz asks her as he looks up and down the corridor for any other enemies. "I can't do it, Fitz. Every step is like another shot to the stomach." He kneels beside her and puts an arm around her waist, pulling her up so that he is taking almost all of her weight. "Well I can't do it without you so here." He passes her the other pistol. "If I am helping you to walk then I can't shoot so I will take you with me through the building and you will do the shooting. Deal?" She nods and they start to move down the halls as quietly as possible. The first patrol they come across is facing away from them and she shoots him in the back, knocking him out cold. The next one hears them coming and starts to shout at them, "Who's there? Tell me or I'll shoot!" She and Fitz exchange looks and he jumps into the hall so the man can see him. While the man has his gun trained on Fitz, Skye leans around the corner and takes two shots in his general direction but misses both times, As the man's attention turns to her she tries again and this time she shoots him in the forehead and he falls onto his back unconscious. Fitz has to practically drag her to the room with the last four people in it and then leaves her side, taking one of the night guns from her and moving to open the door. He holds up three fingers and counts down, opening the door as wide as he can.
She looks into the room and sees Coulson, May and Ward all sitting on the ground with ropes and tape binding them to pipes on the walls and covering there mouths. Skye feels the panic start to sear through her bones. She wonders why Jemma isn't there and realises that they must have killed her already or taken her somewhere else to be tortured for information. "Where is Jemma?" She asks them but then she remembers that there were four people in this room on the thermal scanner. But it was too late. The last Deathlok worker comes out from behind the door with a wicked grin on his face and hold up a gun, shooting her in the ribs. Thoughts of Jemma come into her mind and she thinks about how idiotic she had been that morning. I love you, they were such simple words but she had been to scared to say them and now it looked like she would never get the chance to say them to Jemma. She looks down at her shirt but instead of the familiar red of blood pouring from her torso all she sees is blue. She feels a wave of relief come over her, it was just a night night gun and she would wake up in a few hours. In her last few seconds of consciousness she watches as Fitz steps into the room and shoots the last man in the head.
