Hey, so first thank you so much for the reviews. Also I know that I don't usually post on Mondays, but I really wanted to, but this is not going to be a regular thing. Second, I want to talk about some of the comments I have been receiving. I am aware of the unmistakable likeness between my own story, and charmed4lifekaren's story "Her Story Started Here." I wanted to clear things up. She was the first author I every read, therefore of coarse I'll write like her. I never intended to "copy" her work. I want you guys to know that in my mind, she is the ideal author. I don't plan on continuing my story the way she did, but I am going to warn you that our writing styles are probably very similar, and if you choose to stop reading mine, please read hers.

"Oh good" That's Maria heard before she saw the young woman fall to the ground. She quickly ran to the girl and called for medical help immediately.
"Sir, agent Skye is down."
"From what cause?" Fury, who was personally, to everyone's bewilderment, was running the mission.
"I believe it was from exhaustion, though I believe her left leg and wrist are injured. She had quite a bit of glass protruding from her lower abdomen as well."

The medical team had just gotten there and were taking Skye and Agent Hill back to the France base.

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Several Hours Later

After taking x-rays of her wrist and leg, the doctors had determined that she needed surgery as somehow, the bones had already begun to heal, and were set in the wrong position.

Fury did not want to make this call, but he knew that he would have to, "Agents Romanoff, Barton," putting his hand up to stop them from asking questions, "I am calling to let you know that Agent Skye is currently in the ICU after surgery. She had a minor fraction in her left wrist, which was broken about seven hours ago. In addition her left ankle was severely broken around when she was taken. Her surgery was fairly smooth, and the doctors expect her to make a full recovery. She had many pieces of glass in her lower abdomen, most were very minor, but two hit an artery, had she removed the pieces, she would have died."

Back on the bus, Clint and Natasha were holding hands. Natasha was squeezing his hand so tight, he thought she might break a few fingers. As they heard the news, she slowly began to let go.
"Sir, what's her blood type?" Natasha asked a fairly innocent sounding question, but both men knew what she was really asking. Does Skye have my serum?
"We will talk more about the matter when you come."
"Okay, Melinda said we were about an hour away," Clint said hanging up. The two walk out of the conference room, just to be greeted by everyone looking worried, even May.
"Fury said she will make a full recovery," Clint said trying to break the ice.
"May ETA?" Coulson asked.
"About 45 minutes."
"Let's get our girl," Clint murmured to Natasha.

A/N: So I know that my chapters are very short in comparison to most, and I want your guys opinion, would you rather have long chapters, but less frequent updates, or short chapters an frequent updates?