The chip, the track and the unfortunate bang

Fitz was on the sofa, sporting an almighty headache whilst Skye was Jemma inspecting the smashed up pieces of the transmitter. They knew they needed to use any form of technology as sparingly as possible and always in different locations but this meant going out into the wilderness and trying to find a signal. The risk with this is having to go out in pairs and always taking May or Coulson with them and as they otherwise disposed, they claimed sleep but ideas running through the younger Agent's heads, involving theories other than sleeping.

"Fitz we need to seriously think about how to fix this transmitter, when Skye stood on it she damaged the micro chip and now there is not way for us to find out where this was transmitting too. We need either something to take the chips place, or something that will help the chip transmit." Jemma kept looking at Fitz .

"Owww, it feels like there is a hundred Scotsman tossing cabers in my head and screaming at the top of their lungs..."

"Fitz, stop being a big Jessie and come help, you don't have concussion just a really bad headache that will pass when the painkillers start to work but you are going to have something worse than a headache if you do not help us." Jemma was taking on a clipped British accent that Skye had only ever heard once and that was when Jemma was arguing with Coulson, so she knew Fitz had better start moving quickly, she knew how to pack a punch.

Skye was looking at so-called un-redacted file that Coulson had given her, but something was missing, she could feel it in her gut. This would be a bit of an awkward time to ask something especially when they were on the run from Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Well by the looks of it Jemma, it can be hand soldered but I need a reasonably strong magnifying glass to see what I am doing or else its my fingers that will be soldered together." Fitz starting rummaging around the stuff in the box and pulled out soldering iron, an old microscope, flux pen, and some tweezers. "Now, I could be a while but I'll get it done and then we can trace where this beauty came from. It looks to be high performance and the parts look expensive, hence harder to come by and easy to trace." With that Fitz walked to the table at the other side of the room and started organising his stuff the way Jemma knew he would, through habit.

Whilst all of this was taking place, May was doing her Tai Chi in the kitchen with the house being so small there were limited open spaces for her to relax. She slowed her breathing and was doing her damn best to clear of mind of how Phil felt when she was straddling him

'Breathe in and out, in and out.' She had her eyes closed so didn't see him but could smell his cologne, and it was that which caused her pulse to race.

"So I have been thinking May, I don't think that it was just Hydra involved in this. I mean they boarded The Bus knowing all the access codes and even knew how to place it on autopilot. The Bus is a fifty million dollar top notch piece of transport with some of the latest weaponry devised for this century and even with Ward there were access codes higher then his permission Level."

"Phil, what are you trying to say?" May said calmly as she tried to concentrate on her breathing.

"Melinda," and yet again that got him a look that clearly showed she was not happy but would save it for later, "You heard Ward before you threw him of The Bus…."

"I did not throw, I shoved. There's a big difference, but still enjoyed it..."

"He had already disclosed the information to Hydra but someone else was piggy backing off that signal, S.H.I.E.L.D. must now know that I am a psychic too."

"More like a pain in the cute ass."

"Yes May, you do have a cute ass especially in those yoga pants," he now had a far away look on his face that clearly showed he was not thinking about Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D, "Anyways, if S.H.I.E.L.D and Hydra are working together, we have a massive problem with double the fire power."

"Sir? Sir, we've fixed the chip and Fitz has burnt his fingers but we have fixed the chip." Jemma came running in and showed the two senior agents the whole chip, "Now we can fit it back into Lola and see where it is transmitting too and with that she ran outside, Phil saw her at her happiest when science was involved.

They watch as Fitz and Jemma lifted up the hood of Lola and place it back in the engine with a tiny pair of tweezers, "Now that has been done we should be able to backtrack where it came from but diffuse the signal so they can't find-"

Fitz was just in the middle of the sentence when

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Fiiiitz, is it suppose to do that cause we didn't hear that last time?" Jemma was looking at others a worried look on their faces.

"RUN RUN RUN! Get the hell away from the car!"

Everyone started to run towards the chateaux again when a huge explosion came from behind them, they were all thrown forward face first into the dirt. They all got up and turned around to see Lola up in flames, they all turned to look at Coulson.

"Phil"

"AC"

"Sir"

Was all heard at the same time but Phil just stared as his most prized possession went up in smoke, "Someone had better have something before that car exploded or someone is going to get a slap." May put her hand in his and gave him a look, which soothed him but still didn't stop the fact that Lola was on fire.

"Well sir, we have got some information that we need to analyse which Fitz, Jemma and I will do it right now." With that they all scurried away knowing that their boss was not happy, May turned to look at him.

"Hey Phil, at least we are all safe for now but we need to think of moving on even on foot, cause I can guarantee you, they will see that smoke going up into the air."

May grabbed hold of his face, looked into his eyes and pecked him on the lips, "We will sort this I promise, I don't care where I have to run to with you but I'll follow you, no matter what happens."

Phil tucked his hand round her neck and kissed her, his tongue worked its way into her mouth to do what the lower half of their bodies wanted to do but it was mainly with the gratefulness that she and the others were not injured in the explosion.

"Looks like we need to get on the move then, doesn't it?" Phil pulled her by the hand towards the others knowing that they were all on borrowed time, but all he wanted was some peace and quiet with May, even if they just lay together to block out the world, they could work the rest of it out later.