"Shooting the girl forces you to either figure out how you died, so the Clairvoyant can finally see, or you let the girl die." Garrett said as everyone stood in the lounge area. Garrett and Coulson had been questioned Quinn, while FitzSimmons and May had worked on Coulson's death and recovery report.
"Quinn shot Skye for nothing. The place we were going, the doctors who treated you – they don't exist." May added to Coulson.
"Your file is filled with secrets – experimental drugs, unknown surgical procedures. Frankly, Fitz and I only understand about seventy percent of what's in here." Simmons added.
"We need to know everything. Figure it out." Coulson said to her and she nodded before she and Fitz headed back down to the lab.
"Doing this. Saving Skye. Risks giving the Clairvoyant exactly what he wants." I warned.
"It's a risk we have to take." Coulson replied.
After our meeting I headed down to Skye's medical module where I found Simmons scanning through Coulson's file.
"How's she doing?" I asked, looking in at Skye's lifeless body.
"Deteriorating. And I don't know how to stop it." she replied. "The only thing I've found remotely interesting is something called "Gh-325". Agent Coulson was injected with it, and literally minutes later, his wounds showed signs of cellular regeneration." She said before sighing. "Excuse me, but I need to go and find Fitz." She said and I nodded as she left.
I looked in on Skye and I felt terrible. I knew this whole Hydra thing was going to be difficult, but rewarding, but I hated having innocent people suffer for it.
"Agent Rook." I heard Garrett's voice behind me and I turned around to see him leaning against the wall.
"Sir." I greeted, crossing my arms and I saw him looking at my gloved hand.
"What happened there?" he asked.
"Your buddy Quinn, is what happened." I replied, pulling off the glove and showing him my hand.
"I judged that by the state of his face, you got your revenge." He chuckled.
"No, that was for Skye." I shrugged. "He'll have to wait for mine."
"We're nearly at Bethesda." He said.
"Fitz found the facility?" I asked.
"He's a smart one." he grinned. "There's a mission briefing upstairs. Let's go." He finished and I followed him up the stairs and into the loading dock as 'The Bus' touched down. "By the way. Trip's a good kid but he isn't one of us. So, I need you to keep him occupied and away from anything that may expose us." He said and I nodded as we reached the rest of the team.
"The guest house is not a S.H.I.E.L.D. facility. We don't know who or what's in there." Coulson said as he, Ward, Garrett and FitzSimmons got ready for their assault. "Be prepared for potential resistance."
"No contact from inside?" Garrett asked.
"I've tried every known channel – no response." May said.
"Place could be abandoned." I suggested.
"Let's hope not." Coulson replied. "We need the people inside to work on Skye. Agent Rook, you'll stay hear. Run backend and prep Skye for surgery."
"Trip can help. He's had med-tech training." Garrett added and I looked over at Trip who nodded.
"Good. We do our jobs right, this will all go peacefully."
"What if they don't want to help us?" Ward asked.
"I'll say "pretty please"." Garrett said holding up his rifle.
"We need the doctors alive and the place intact." Coulson pointed out. "If it does go sideways, FitzSimmons, I need you down there to determine what we can use to help Skye. And then we take it." he finished and I watched as the group headed down the ramp and out into the sun.