Chapter Ten

"I'm in."

Lily smiles, she goes to talk. Daisy puts a hand up to stop her, placing a finger on her lips. She shuts the door, closing off the commotion of the base. She ushers Lily further into the shadows.

"If we're doing this we can't use SHIELD resources." Daisy whispers. "Everything's monitored and documented. People will notice."

"Crap." Lily curses. She runs a hand through her hair. This was never going to be easy. She knows that. "If we can get out of here, we have a stash back at the house. I also know locations of a few of Wards caches and a perfect safe house."

That's good. But there the problem of actually getting out of the base.

"How?" Daisy asks "Coulson has his eyes on me. I barely get any privacy anymore."

Lily chews the corner of her lip. Moments later, She's has an idea.

"I'm here for Ward right."

Daisy nods, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Well, they think he ran. No point me being here. Say your going take me home." Lily adds, "Get to the house ditch the car and we're out. Coulson can't track us."

"I'll talk to Coulson and you." She points to Lily, "You need to shower. Like badly."

Lily grumbles but she knows her post workout sweat is toxic in the small space. Lily tightly wraps her arms around her. "Thank you Skye."

"Shower now" She directs, squeezing the younger woman back.

"Right." She leaves Daisy feeling lighter.

Daisy gathers here stuff, dumping them in her room on the way to Coulson's office. Her determination carrying her up the steps. She knocks on his door.

"Come in."

She enters, not veering that far from the door.

"Daisy, what can I do for you?" Coulson smiles at her like he usually does, although it seems forced nowadays. Time to be convincing. His perfect little agent.

"Since Ward ran, I was thinking I could take Lily back to San Diego." She easily lies.

Coulson leans on his desk. Mulling over the idea.

"Yea sure. When were you thinking?" He asks

"I don't have anything planned tomorrow. Early morning, more discreet. Then we can get back to business as usual." She hopes the idea o it bettering SHIELD lets her get out alone.

"Good idea. Just keep me updated."

"Of course." Daisy nods, relief "Goodnight sir."

"Goodnight Daisy."

She swiftly exits, shutting the door. Releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding, she whispers, "I'm sorry. But I have to do this."

She heads back to her room to pack. The easiest step is done.

Lily strolls into her room. Her wet hair dripping onto her fresh shirt. The anger from earlier sits on back burner while she packs. Yanking the draws open and clearing their contents, she swears they didn't bring this much stuff. Stuffing her things into duffel bags. She removes every trace of her and Ward. They have to make it look real. She hears footsteps coming down the corridor. The hairs on her neck stand up. She sucks in a breath as they stop outside her door. 'Please be Daisy, please be Daisy.' The door creaks open.

"Hey just making sure your hands are alright."

Fitz. Crap. She had hoped to get out of here without any of them knowing. Guess that plans out the window. His ocean eyes flicker to the mess in her room.

"You're leaving." He concludes, the hurt clear in his eyes. He always wears his heart on his sleeve.

"I was only here for Grant. He's not here anymore, so I won't be either." Fortunately her voices sounds calm and indifferent, masking the weight rapidly growing in her chest. It's just an act she reminds herself, "Skye's taking me tomorrow."

"Just like that."

"Gotta get on with me life." Her face remains impassive. They're hurting them, they know that. But Ward's more important right another words he leaves, slamming the door. Someday they'll understand. Finishing up, Lily immediate goes to bed. This may be the last night she gets a somewhat decent sleep for a long time. Life's about to get a lot harder.

The dawn seeping into the remains of the night sky. The Stars almost invisible. Lily waits by the window, mulling over their plan. Her mind starts to head towards dangerous territory.

What if he's already gone?

What if he did abandon her?

No 'What If's'. He's waiting for her to find him. This has to work. They have to find him. There is no other option. A soft knock attracts her attention. Daisy enters, a duffel bag hanging from her shoulder. "Ready?"

Lily nods.

"Let's go then."

Lily grabs all the bags. They sneak through the halls into the hanger. Thankfully the majority of the base is still asleep. They take her car, moving it into the quinjet. The quiet of the large space is somewhat unsettling.

"Leaving without a goodbye, are we." A deep voice freezes the pair to the core. Slowly looking for the origin. Emerging from the shadows is the mechanic.

"Mack. What you doing up so early?" Daisy asks.

"Fitz had a rant last night. He's pretty upset." He answers, moving to stand in front of them. The weight from last night returns. Lily cares for the engineer, she really does. He would help, Mack and Simmons too. But they can't risk. May would try to stop them. Before either can say a thing, Mack speaks again.

"I'll watch things from here. Keep them off your backs" He says. "Go find Ward."

The two women glance at each other then Mack.

"i know you tremors, and I know you to kid. Go"

"Thank you Mack." The pair hug him. He envelops them in his huge figure.

"Just all three of you come back safe." He says

They nod in agreement before entering the quinjet and taking off into the morning skies.

Daisy and Lily reach the apartment as the sun reaches its peak. They ease inside, a foul stench immediately filling their noses.

"And that will be the kitchen." Lily concludes, "Probably should have removed all the food before we left."

She dump the bags in her bedroom before opening the large windows. The fresh air calming the nausea sitting in her stomach. Blood and gore. That's something she can handle but the overwhelming smells of rotten food and rubbish has her feeling uneasy. She quickly removes any foul culprits. Disposing of them outside. She returns heading towards the bookshelves. She pushes the bookshelf aside, revealing a secret room.

"Really?" Daisy laughs.

"I know, cliche right." Lily retorts, "Grant's idea actually."

"He always made fun of me whenever I compared him to movie spies."

"Guess the idea grew on him." She shrugs. The two enter into the dimly lit room. Its nothing extravagant. Barely bigger then a common closet. Shelves line one wall filled to the brim with supplies. A fugitives dream. Cash, medication, burners, couple laptops, ID's, weapons.

"You have ICERS." Daisy exclaims, pointing at the familiar guns.

"It's supposed to help him." Lily explains, grabbing things off the shelf, "The guilt overwhelms him sometimes. He hasn't killed anyone since Coulson's girlfriend."

Lily passes Daisy a few things.

"I don't how stocked the safe house. We'll have to get food on the way." Lily informs heading to the table in the dining area, Daisy follows.

Lily starts filling things into backpacks. Daisy picks up the ID.

"Rosalie Johnson."

"We both used our middle names, Lily Rosalie and Grant Douglas. Johnson is from someone he cares a lot about, don't know who."

"Me." She replies, placing the ID back, "Daisy Johnson."

Lily nods as if that explains it all. It does.

"There's a garage we have to walk to get a vehicle. Then we'll started heading to the safe house where we can finally..."

"Lily what is this?"

Lily looks up to find Daisy looking at a painting on the wall. Her painting of the beach Ward takes her to where they train, with the words

'Pretty Like The

Skye

A Flower

Daisy '

"He mumbles it in his sleep. It keeps him calm." She explains.

Daisy gaze remains on the painting. Those are words Hive said to her. It feels like a lifetime ago yet it hasn't even been two years. Lily voices brings her out of her thoughts.

"Look behind it." She says, "Inside the frame."

Lifting it off the wall, Daisy carefully removes the frame. A picture falls to the floor. Picking it up, turning it over, her heart stops. Its a picture of original Team Bus. The only picture with all six of them. After she recovered from Quinn shooting her, Simmons insisted They take a photo. Something about 'celebrating the good moments when they come. You don't know what will happen tomorrow.' Daisy's never noticed it before. Ward's looking down at her, a smile on his face. A genuine one.

"Skye."

She glances up.

"Time to go." Lily says.

With the same consideration ad before she puts the picture back together and hangs it back up. They exit the apartment, locking the door behind them. Lily looks back one last time as a silent goodbye, not knowing when or if they'll be back. They blend into the crowds on the San Diego streets. The Autumn sea breeze causing goosebumps to cover their skin. After around ten minutes Lily grabs her wrist puling her into a side alley. Weaving through the dumpsters and junk, coming to a stop in front of a dingy looking door. Lily opens the door, The cold temporary sending shock to their bodies. Lily flicks on the lights, unveiling two motorbikes, and a car. Lily packs up the car, Daisy jumps into the passenger. Pulling out onto the streets, Lily and Daisy share a glance. They got out but that's just the beginning. Can they get to Ward before SHIELD drags them back?

AN: ROADTRIP! (I'm so weird.) Hope you enjoyed. Reviews and Critics welcome. HAVE GOOD WEEK!