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"We have to get him back. No question about it." Hunter insisted as the remaining team members met in Coulson's office to discuss the situation.

"Get him back from where?" Mack asked. "I'm inclined to agree with Daisy. Maybe he just took a break."

"Then we need to find out where he is all the same!" Hunter argued. "Fitz isn't the kind to just leave without a trace. We need to find out where he is."

Mack was about to reply, but the sound of static from Coulson's screen drew attention from all of them. It took a second for the video to pull into focus, and even then, it was blurry. The slumped figure in the chair in front of them was unmistakable. "It's Fitz." Hunter yelled, as Coulson began the recording device. "Is somebody tracking this?"

"On it." Daisy said, already sitting at Coulson's computer and typing away. The rest of the team stared with disbelieving eyes at the scene unfolding.

"Greetings, Director Coulson. My name is Yusef Hadad. He warned me against giving you the name, but then he also said that you would be able to find me anyway. You might as well know who your enemy is. I would send you a message from your agent, but he's not exactly in the mood for talking." A coarse laugh came from the man, who beckoned for the camera to move over Fitz's limp body.

The entire group sat in stunned silence. Even through the bad quality of the feed, they could see the bruises on his face, and the cut that had left a streak of dried blood down his cheek. "Got it. He's in Morocco." Daisy said, standing up to watch the feed. The color drained from her face as she realized the seriousness of the situation. "What are they doing to him?"

Almost immediately, Yusef came back onto the camera, answering her question with perfect timing. "You can see that he's not exactly in ideal condition, and I can assure you, it will only grow worse unless I am provided with exactly what I ask for. I want a full supply of the most state of the art weaponry, and yes, a whole case of those beautiful splinter bombs that Agent Fitz cheated me on. I'll expect them in 24 hours. I know how fast SHIELD can move. If not..." The camera flashed back to face for a second, and then the video ended.

There was no sound for a full minute, as everybody processed the news they had just received. Coulson spoke first. "Daisy, where are we going?"

"It's an old warehouse in Morocco. Yusef Hadad is a gang lord, very powerful and feared." Daisy said, returning to the computer to read off what she had found.

"Shouldn't be a problem." Mack put in. "We've dealt with worse."

"I have exact coordinates. We can be there in 5 hours."

"We're walking into a trap. Hydra's there." Coulson said, staring at the blank screen in front of them.

"We have to get Fitz back." Bobbi insisted. "There's no question of that."

"Of course there isn't." Coulson said. "We just have to know how to prepare to deal with Hydra, when they know we're coming."

"How do you know it's Hydra?" Daisy asked. "It could just be a Moroccan gang lord with a hacker for hire."

"How would they know where to find our lines?" Coulson asked in response. "They have to have somebody who knows what they're dealing with." A silence fell over the room as the team realized who Coulson was talking about.

"You mean Ward's doing this." Hunter said. It wasn't a question.