When Ward and Garrett arrived back at the base they'd emptied the Fridge of every weapon, every high risk inmate, and had even made it out, so bonus there. I was watching Garrett as he talked with some of the other men when Ward came and joined me.

"Have fun at the Fridge?" I asked. But before he could reply shouts came from the top of the stairs and we looked to see Ian Quinn striding towards Garrett.

"You. You have to be kidding me." Quinn yelled. "I've been in a cell smaller than my shoe closet. I wasn't allowed to eat with a fork, which would have been worse if I'd been allowed to eat anything but meatloaf!" He finished.

I hadn't seen Quinn since I'd lost my hand, which had been his fault. So, I marched over to him and punched him as hard as I could across the face with my metal hand. "What the hell!?" he cried as blood ran from his nose.

"That was for having my hand cut off." I replied. "And we did just bust you out."

"Yeah, out of a prison you put me in!" he yelled at Garrett. "Do you know what my life was like before I met you? It was really…nice. But because of you, I've had my assets frozen, I've been beaten. You almost ripped my tongue out of my mouth! And now, my nose is broken! And hey, I bought this whole clairvoyant thing, which happens to be a lie. But you're crazy if you think I'm gonna do another damn thing for you."

"Are you finished?" Garrett asked. "Because, yes, it's true. I'm not gifted, Quinn. But that doesn't mean I don't have a special gift just for you." He finished and pulled the cover off a glass container, to reveal some sort of silvery liquid, bubbling and shifting in a sphere.

"My gravitonium. Thank you." He said, before Garrett pulled him aside to speak with him, without Ward and I over hearing.

"What is that?" I asked Ward.

"Some science fair project Quinn's been working on. We recovered it from the Fridge so we could trade it from Quinn's expertise." He replied and I nodded in understanding.

"So. You and Skye, huh?" I asked, keeping my eyes on Garrett.

"What?" he asked perplexed.

"It's really not that hard to tell." I smirked.

"Right." He said slowly.

"During the battle at the Hub, right? There was a moment?" I probed as I cast a sideways glance at him and he held his hands up in surrender. "You can hide a lot of things, Grant Ward. But, your feelings are not one of them."

"So you know me. You know how to work me?" he said, leaning against the pillar and I turned to face him.

"I do." I replied. "But how did you work them? The team. What did you do to get them to trust you?"

"I jumped out of a plane." He replied and I raised my eyebrow. "Deep-cover tactics 101 – perform selfless acts of bravery early on."

"And May never suspected?" I asked.

"Well, as you know she was the primary threat, but like I said, I let things get intimate." He replied.

"You don't seem like her type." I said.

"I'm everyone's type." He smiled.

"Oh-hoh, slow down there Casanova. You don't want to tear a heart string." I scoffed.

"You're one to talk." He replied. "What about you and Trip?" he asked.

"Purely strategic." I answered tersely.

"Doesn't sound that way." He replied.

"And Skye isn't?" I countered.

I felt bad for leading Trip on, but when Garrett told me to keep him busy, that was the only thing I could think of. He was a good agent and would never allow himself to be distracted by anything, except in this case by another determined agent. Our conversation was interrupted by Raina.

"There's a complication with the hard drive." She said.

"Complication?" I asked.

"This one involves Skye." She said and we both turned to look at Ward. "We had three teams try to hack it, but she programmed it to erase all data if anyone other than her attempts to access it."

"Of course she did." Ward said as Garrett joined us, after overhearing our conversation.

"You know what that means Romeo." Garrett said, turning to Ward and at that exact moment his phone rang. He held it up and I saw that it was Skye calling.

He opened the line and held it up to his ear. "Skye…Yeah, we're okay…Yeah, okay…All right. See you soon."

"Fury's dead." Ward said as he put down the phone. "They're at a secret base."

"Well, that is good news." Garrett said. "So, you two…" he continued gesturing to Ward and I, as Raina left. "…if you can do it the easy way without blowing your covers, then by all means."

"I just need some time alone with Skye to get the information." Ward said.

"You'll have it. Coulson will be busy." He replied and then turned to me. "Get whatever plans, weapons and intel, you think will be of use to us. You both have twenty-four hours to get everything and get out. And if that doesn't work, well…cross off the team and bring the girl to me." he finished and I frowned slightly. I didn't know why but I wasn't comfortable with the option of having to kill the others. Coulson and May wouldn't be a problem, and Ward would never kill Skye, but FitzSimmons and Trip were the ones I were uncomfortable about. They had no idea.

"You got your story straight?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah." I replied, before picking up my bag. "We just need to make it believable." I finished as I straightened up. Garrett looked at me for a moment before throwing his fist at my face. My head snapped sideways with the force of the punch and I turned back to face him.

"Good." he replied. "Because now is not the time for getting sentimental, for having second thoughts."

"Yes, sir." I said.

"Good. Now get going." He said and walked off.