I am so sorry.
I really am.
Really really really sorry.
I hope you are somehow able to forgive me. I hope to have the next chapter up by the end of this week. It will be full of action. And feels. I haven't really decided how much pain I want to put Skye through (she's so cute and little)
Any thoughts on that dilemna?
Anyways, you all are amazing. Thanks for your patience. Sorry this chapter is a bit short.
Get ready for the next chapter! It's gonna be long and action packed!
I do not own Agents of Shield.
"We have no idea where to even begin!" May paced back and forth. "She could be anywhere."
May's hands were clenched so tightly her knuckles were white.
Coulson was seated in a chair but his posture said anything but comfort. Both agents' faces were tight and eyes were haunted with worry.
"We have to use their strength to find their weakness," Coulson said suddenly.
"What the hell does that mean?" May turned on him, jaw clenched.
"Their strength was that they had someone on the inside. This gave them access to a huge amount of SHEILD resources."
"Yes, Garret was on the inside, we know, damn it Phil, Skye…"
"Melinda, listen to me."
The use of her first name made the fierce woman pause.
"Look at me."
May's eyes couldn't pull themselves away from his bright blue ones, as if a magnet was drawing her towards them and locking her in.
"We are going to get her back."
The complete faith in his eyes calmed her, reminded her what she appreciated so much about him.
"Alright. What were you saying?" May took a deep breath.
"Their strength has been their inside information and access to SHEILD resources. We can use that to track them down. It's a long shot but there's a chance that they haven't cleared out their entire transaction history, especially with this rather sudden ousting."
"So we've got to move fast."
"We have a hit on a sedative that we traced back to a bank account linked with Garrett."
"Can we trace it?" May leaned in.
"We can try." Coulson nodded to a young computer technician.
He shifted closer to May, watching as information flew across the screen in front of the computer technician. Somehow Melinda's strong presence grounded him. Reminded him that somewhere under all that information flashing across the screen, responding to the tech girl's fingertips, was a little girl that they would find.
Ever so subtly, strong smooth fingers crept into Coulson's hand. He was surprised at the contact, but relished it immensely at the same time.
Coulson held Melinda's hand tightly. He was afraid to ask the question, but with her hand in his, he summoned the strength.
"So do you think you can find something we could go off of?"
"They're good," the young woman frowned. "There's barely a trail to follow."
"Barely," Coulson repeated. "So…"
"So there is something. Like I said, they're good. But we're good too." The computer technicians fingers flew across the keyboard, new information popping up on the screen.
"It's going to take a little time."
"We don't have time." May spoke up, voice hard.
The young technician looked apologetic.
"I'm going as fast as I can. Give me an hour."
"Come on." Phil murmured to May. "We have to have faith. We're going to find her."
The expression on May's face did not change the slightest. But Couslon felt the pressure on his hand increase every so slightly.
AOSAOSAOS
Skye sniffed, dark eyes studiously fixed on the blank wall in front of her.
A tear dripped down her face and she hurried to wipe it away. Different things hurt, places were needles had been, places where chemicals under her skin ached and ached.
But what hurt the most was being alone. Being alone and wanting the only people she ever felt safe with.
A scientist brought a tray of food in and left.
Another scientist was chatting with a man outside the room, visible through the large glass window.
Skye took the tray of food and brought it back to the corner, behind the bed, where she was the least visible from the window. She ate because she remembered May telling her that taking care of oneself was the most important form of self-defense.
She tugged at the white gown they had dressed her in, wishing for her soft blue sweatshirt Phil had bought her when she first had come to their house.
She wished she had her Elsa doll to hug.
She wished she was beside May, knowing she was safe from the world when she was next to her.
She wished for so much.
But the world she was stuck in was a nightmare. All she wanted to do was wake up and be back home.
She couldn't wake up because this was real life and she was stuck. Stuck until Phil and May came to get her.
But she knew they would come for her. She knew it.
AOS AOS AOS AOS AOS
"We have a location," Coulson burst into Fury's office. In this situation, time was of the essence. Every minute they waited was a minute Skye was there alone… with god knows what happening to her. Every minute she could be taken away from then.
"Excellent." Fury stood up.
"I'll assemble a team." Phil turned to leave.
"No."
Coulson turned slowly.
"What?"
"This is not something we can rush into. We are dealing with Hydra. We have to take them down."
"I am aware of Hydra and the implication there. However, there is a civilian girl being held captive. She has to be our first priority." Coulson's blue eyes flashed dangerously.
"We cannot allow Hydra to continue."
"They are doing medical experiments on a little girl. We cannot allow them to continue for any longer than absolutely necessary." Coulson's expression hardened.
"I'm sorry Coulson. This is a chance to take down Hydra that we cannot mess up. I think you have been emotionally compromised. We are taking you and May off this mission."
So that's going to go over well with May...
Thanks again friends! I'll see you soon at the next chapter!
