Teaching Skye to shoot an arrow wasn't going well. Even Clint, who had a lot of patience, was beginning to get annoyed. As Skye currently didn't have any jobs to do they had started practising early. Apparently she was going to be as bad at this as she was with a gun.

"How did your first attempts with a gun go?" Demanded Clint, having quickly dodged her stray arrows.

"Well… I didn't exactly shoot then. I had a few issues with the safety and magazine release."

"Oh great. Well at least a bow is easier. All we have to do is improve your aim."

"You make that sound like an easy task."

"If we keep working on it then yes it will be. Now I need to start with actual paying customers."

"Ok. I'll see you later then."

"You can keep practising."

"I think it will safer for everyone if I leave now. Don't want anyone to be hit with a stray arrow."

Clint grinned in response. She had initially been worried how they would get on but they had the same sense of humour, which made things a lot easier. Even though they were not supposed to know the others they were already planning on pranking them. It just seemed like such a good opportunity when they were less likely to get caught. Glancing at her watch, a thought came to her. All the classes would be beginning about now, which meant she would be able to see Ward dancing. It wasn't something she could imagine. Hurrying towards the dance studio, she slipped in and headed upstairs.

The music was slow and sultry, invoking pictures of dark smoky rooms and hidden romance. Ward and Nat were intertwining their bodies, flicking and twisting to the music. Nat stepped between his legs, kicking and twisting dancing around him, while he remained still. Then at the changing of the music they moved around the room with sharp movements. They remained extremely close, bodies almost aligned. For someone so tall he was a surprisingly good dancer. She had seen the Argentinean Tango performed before but never with such intensity. Their movements were so precise, so timed. She had seen the same movements from Ward when he was fighting. You could see why people would fall in love over this dance.

Clapping broke out from the guests who had just watched the two agents below. If it wouldn't have given away her hiding her place she would have joined them. Even so she had obviously made some noise as Nat suddenly looked up and saw her looking down. She turned and spoke to Ward before heading out of the room. Ward had them doing stretches that she recognised from her own training.

"Hey." Nat had sat down beside her, coming up without her noticing.

"Hi."

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I just wanted to see you dance. Your really good."

"Thanks. I wanted to be a dancer before I got taken into the Red Room. Though I was being trained in Ballet rather than Tango."

"Can I ask you a question?

"Sure."

"Why are you here? Is it that dangerous?"

"No. I don't think so. For the cover it helps. Plus as Coulson said we have a personal interest in the case. Erik is a friend of both Clint and Thor. Thor couldn't come himself so we came for him."

"Oh."

"I know you are worried about your team. But this time it will be different. I'll watch out for him. Nothing will happen to him on my watch."

Simmons and Trip's morning had been fairly quiet, with some very simple injuries to treat. The camp had only basic equipment so Fitz was busy doing some simple upgrades, which would improve it greatly. The camp seemed fairly innocent but they had yet to explore much of it. As it was quiet they had decided to get some lunch and see if they could find some other staff.

"Hi, I'm guessing you're the new staff?" They had barely entered the dinning hall before someone spoke to them.

"Yeah. I'm Tripp, this is Fitz and Simmons."

"Hi. I'm Holly. I'm one of the waiters. Come on let's get some food. I hear we have some new chefs. I hope they are better than the last ones."

Seeing Simmons was about to speak Fitz nudged her, reminding her they weren't supposed to know the chefs. Today's choices were burgers or sandwiches. Simmons chose a ham sandwiches while the rest went for a burger. Having got their food Tripp decided it would be a good time to gather some information.

"So Holly, have you worked here long?"

"Since the camp opened about 5 years ago."

"You'll be able to give us all the gossip then. I'm surprised there was opening for us."

"About two years ago you wouldn't have been right. But since the new owners took over we've had a high turn over of staff. You're not the only ones who are new. As I said we have new chefs, plus some new entertainment staff."

"Nice to know we aren't the only ones who are new. Why the sudden change of staff?"

"Not sure. Nothing seemed to change greatly but maybe people just had enough. We are kind of isolated here."

"So what is there to do around here?"

"Well if you're not working in the evenings the staff party is normally fun. As it is the beginning of the season we tend to have a big party."

"Sounds a bit like Dirty Dancing."

"Ha I wish! Though now we have a new dance teacher maybe that will happen. Anyway I better go. It was nice to meet you."

"You too. Hopefully we'll see you around."

Fitz waited until she had left before speaking.

"We have to go to a party?"

"You can face down people like Garrett but a party scares you? It is a good way to investigate without causing suspicion."

"Was she talking about Ward?" Asked Simmons, preventing Fitz from retorting.

"I guess. I think he is the only dance instructor at the moment, unless she was talking about Nat."

"We should find a way to tell them about that. Their faces would be fantastic!"

"Food has gone down well." Commented May as she served up another batch of burgers.

She was in charge of cooking for the staff while Coulson cooked for the guests. They had many helpers, which was useful due to the amount of food they had to cook, but not when they want to talk about their mission.

"With your cooking its not really a surprise."

"I've seen Tripp and Fitzsimmons. Looks like they were making friends."

"Good."

"Fitz was freaking out about going to a party."

"We may need to make them go out more when we return to the Bus. How did you hear this?"

"I've always had good ears."

"Have you learnt anything else?"

"We're not the only new staff. Some staff only stay for about three months before disappearing suddenly. According to management they just quit."

"You don't believe it?"

"If it was just one or two then yes. These places can expect that. But from what I've heard it's nearly 50 people."

"We'd better get Skye to look into it. She is the best person to get the information. Plus she has an excuse to be in the offices. Can you get a message to her?"

"I'm sure I can manage it."

"Class was good. You make a good teacher."

"Thanks. Though you're tone implies you had a different opinion before."

"I've heard stories about you Robot."

"Oh God. You've been talking to Skye."

"You're kidding yourself if you think as soon as anyone overheard that it didn't go around the Hub."

"People gossip about me?"

"Everyone is interested in the person who managed to make you show emotions. Your assessment by Maria has gone down in history."

"Oh great. What else do they know?"

"You worry too much. Everyone has history. It's whether you let it define you or you define yourself."

"I can never finish paying for what I did."

"Nor can I. But I won't let it rule my decisions. What we are doing helps people and hopefully that will remove the red from my ledger. Others see the decisions you make now, not what you did before."

"I…"

"You may not believe me now, but in time I hope you'll come to see things my way. Beating yourself up is not a good way to live. Now enough maudlin thoughts, lets get some food."

Ok so this chapter took a slightly different turn at the end to what I expected but never mind. Nat has strong opinions on Ward beating himself up. Thank you for all your reviews. Please let me know anything you want to happen at the camp or the party.