The week that passed have been very busy. One containment room had been finally fitted with the white silicon carbide-coated vibration alloy Panels. The furniture inside had been almost colour-coordinated to match though Chen had her input to put darker shades of furniture in so the room wasn't all the same colour as planned. Eyes needed a break from all the same colour after all.

The containment module, though not fully functioning as a vehicle of transport, did serve as a go-between, between two doors. Allowing for more contact with anyone inside whist protected from the subject.

Gill had been moved in but with his genius intellect, they kept the doors monitors and secured should he try to get past the trigger system, though from what Chen had heard, he was doing well; but she knew that was simply because he thought they were hydra and his handlers. Fitz had been down to see him which triggered Gill to get angry but nothing more past those incidents. He was physically recovering from where Skye had shot him but he had a cast on his left arm; the shot having broken the bone but it was expect he's make a full recovery.

Since her talk with Coulson, she hadn't seen much of him though Chen found herself with a lot more free time but she used that to not only train Skye but to oversee the further constructions in the base. 5 more containment rooms had been authorised and 6 more containment modules though the latter wasn't in high demand until after the rooms were complete. It was estimated 6 more weeks until they were done and running. When not in use, they'd be used for spare storage spaces.

Though her other attention had drifted to Fitz, in the last couple of days had been noticaly absent… quieter…

"Agent Chen, Good to see you." A voice called from a distance, catching the woman's attention from the TV screens and thoughts of concern on Fitz. Chen turned to see Dr Garner strolling down towards her.

"Dr Garner, Surprised to see you here. We haven't got a session until tomorrow." Chen spoke.

Andrew nodded softly. "I know. I came to see Mr Gill. It's due to his psychological and assessment now he's moved somewhere… safer."

Chen nodded, bringing up the feed from Gill's room to see him sitting on the bed, looking like he wasn't sure what he was supposed to be doing. "Well, the poor kid thinks we're hydra, given his lack of resistance with the agents, eats what he's given and sits like a lost puppy. Or sleeps. So I'm sure he's far from okay."

Andrew hummed though she kept her gaze towards the screens than his expression.

"I take it you've talked to Coulson."

"I did."

Chen's eyes flickered briefly to him but said nothing.

"I heard on what you did. I'm not entitled to approve or disapprove on the methods but… this boy is here and alive so there's not a lot of complaint. I'm just here to help him to the best of my abilities."

Chen's lip twitched softly. His way of saying his approval.

"You've got a lot of work on your hands, Me… now Gill on top of your work and students." She listed softly. "If it's too much you could request a few more Shrinks for the cause."

Andrew chuckled softly. "Not a bad idea. But there aren't a few willing to work with a terrorist organisation."

"Unless kidnappings on the table, then we're sorted" quipped Chen as she folded her arms over her chest.

"Please be joking." Andrew laughed softly after a moment.

Chen didn't answer though moved on. Though she couldn't help but noticed he seemed… relaxed. Much more than he did before and a little more chirpy.

"Chen."

Both of then turned to see Skye strolling down the hall, taking off her cowel from her recent mission, no doubt.

Chen smiled softly. "Skye, Good to see you back. How'd it go?"

The younger agent shrugged. "Nothing exciting. We've sunk the cargo boat now so it's under the see in the North Atlantic Sea. Agent Triplet was…disappointed."

"We can't keep the cargo boat."

Skye shrugged. "Well, it would have been a good recourse to have. Now it's swimming with the fishes." Though her eyes flickered from Chen to Andrew before Chen realised that the two haven't met before.

"Oh, Skye, this is Dr Garner. He's my Therapist." She started, "Dr Garner, this is Skye, the agent, I'm training. I don't think you've met."

Andrew nodded, holding a hand out, Skye was a little hesitant but shook his hand back with a frown. "I've heard a lot of things about you, Agent Skye. It's nice to put a face to the name." Andrew spoke, dropping his hand. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get going." Excusing himself and headed away towards the containment rooms.

They both watched after him for a moment until he was out of sights.

"So that's your Ex-husband." Skye mused after a moment.

"Skye." Chen warned, walking away though immediately felt Skye step into pace a few feet beside her and the grin on the woman's face too.

"If I'm honest, I didn't know what I was expecting. He seems nice. How did you even land him to start with?"

Chen rolled her eyes but didn't reply, letting her ramble on as they walked. Passing Hartley and Idaho who was shoving along suitcases with and for her whilst she hand a hold of another bag. No doubt now moving to the safe house now her stump had healed up enough and stiches removed. Both giving their verbal and passing 'bye' as they carried on.

"You should get your own office." Skye spoke after a moment, changing the subject from Andrew. "I mean. It would be a lot more processional and it could be an area to keep your work. Since Coulson's bunked your ass to base it could be a good place to do your work and away from everyone."

Chen sighed deeply. "Another time, Skye."

"Alright, do you want me to leave you alone?"

Chen pulled out her phone. "I'm taking a walk, if I'm honest. I'm bored."

Skye nodded. "Why don't you go visit people off base? Catch up with… your parents?"

It had crossed her mind, actually, to go visit her mother, and her father. He was no doubt filled in from her mother but he hadn't seen her for a while…. Missions was at an all-time low and with her current passion in work, it had emptied her time-table drastically.

"I was thinking, if you have the free time to do a favour for me."

"Shoot."

"My current alias… I want it to run deeper than it currently is. Can you fabricate more files?"

Skye looked to her sharply though nodded. "What were you thinking?"

"I know… it hasn't gone amiss how much I know of my May counterpart so, I need a good reason without it arousing suspicion. I want you to build it for me"

Skye nodded, a couple minutes followed in silence before she spoke "Buddies in the Academy?"

"Possibly. But remember, Phil also attended the same academy. Ahead a few years ahead but given the date-of-birth for this face, I am older than Melinda May by 2 years."

Skye snorted a little. "Okay. So you're age now is as old as Coulson. I guess the academy isn't something to work with"

Chen sighed. "Yes but I'm going to see Coulson so please keep this on the down-low for the time being."

Skye nodded. "I know how to be subtle, Chen. I can set it up and walk it through you later in your bunk, okay?"

Chen nodded, though glad to see her walking away at a fast pace now she had something to do to help. Chen did trust Skye's judgement. The way she could do it was unique and she had the skill sets to forge things perfectly. Maria's people was good but Skye was better.

Getting to Coulson's office, she knocked on the glass, waiting until she heard his voice to open it and poke her head in. "Director Coulson."

The man in question looked up from his desk, dropping his pen as she shut the door but she sighed deeply at seeing the drawings on his reports. "Dr Garners with Mr Gill, I suppose you already know that."

Though her eyes flickered to the screen wall. Things had easily gone amiss and she knew herself had been distracted to think of Coulson's caving issues that was still there. He was no doubt due another episode. Her mind did flicker to the last one.. and the knife incident that had occurred.

"He shut down the cameras. What do you want, Chen?" Coulson asked, tiredness.

She studied his face for a long moment. Weighing the options and time. "Work. I've filed through the invoiced and finances for the refurbishment and building of the new rooms and containment modules for the next few weeks."

Coulson's stare at her was long before he exhaled. "Is that all?"

Chen didn't give an immediate answer but moved closer to the desk. "It's been too long since your last episode, Phil…"

He shifted in his seat then shrugged. "It's fine, Chen. I can hold off for a couple more days."

"Ideally, Coulson, soon is better." She pointed out. "Why don't you do it now or… wait until later this evening when everyone's asleep?"

Coulson simply reorganised his files though it didn't take a genius to know why he was dancing around the subject.

"You still upset about the whole Gill thing last week?"

"No."

"Hm." Chen scoffed, not believing it. "Fine, I'll get Skye to come up and do it for me if you're continuing to be passive aggressive about the whole thing." She headed back towards the door though paused, "I'm also here to press concern about Agent Fitz, Director. I feel that… he may need to talk to Dr Garner himself or Simmons. I fear… he may be falling into depression."

Coulson looked up then exhaled. "I'll look into it." But she recognised the closed tone of his voice and left.

Feeling put out that her attempts to talk to Coulson had gone wrong, Chen headed down to find Fitz herself. Maybe get him to talk or let him agree to talk to Garner…. Or open up to Mack, if she could.

After everything that had happened, she knew she had been focusing on herself in terms of her own mental health… Fitz… how could she had let that slip?

It took a while before she found him lurking around the door to Gill's containment room, passing in front but seeing her approach, he moved on quickly. She quickened her pace to follow him.

"Stop following me." Fitz called back.

"I want to talk to you, Agent Fitz." Chen called, reaching a few paces behind him.

"Why?" He turned into the lab and towards the far working top. "I'm busy."

Chen came to a stop opposite his table, her hands on her hips. "I'm worried about you, Fitz."

"Why?" He sulked, not looking to her as he took out a casing where there appear to be a plastic shell of a hand; 3D printed and no doubt waiting to go on the mechanical proto type of a limb. Proceeding to take each one out, one at a time.

"I'm worried that in Simmons's absence, the amount of work we're putting on you and what guilt you seem to be carrying is negatively impacting you."

Fitz Pausing for a second then shrugged. "Why are you so caring now?"

Chen sighed softly. "Look, I know my concentration has been on my own mental wellbeing. You know the story as much as Coulson. But I've had plenty of time recently to… evaluate my work relationships."

"Fantastic." The sarcasm heavy in his tone as Fitz yanked another bse over.

"Using sarcasm, brash attitude… since when did you start that?" Chen probed but shook her head. "Look, I've told Coulson of my concern, If you're willing. I can talk to Dr Garner."

"I don't need a shrink, Chen!" The engineer snapped loudly. The lab falling silent and she could feel the stares of the other scientists working. Fitz's cheeks turned pinked. Chen looked around then ordered everyone to walk; leaving her alone with him.

"What do you need, Fitz." She moved around the work bench, stepping closer than she'd like but her eyes watched his face

His stare was intently down to the dark plastic in front of him, his cheeks red still but she could see his hands shaking and his breath faster and the wetness in his eyes…

Chen took a deep breath. "I know things have been tough… especially emotionally over the last couple of months but you can work through this-"

Fitz scoffed, breaking out his stiff posture and shaking his head. "Work through this." He repeated. "How am I supposed to work through it when I had a pile up already on my plate?!" His voice was louder. Chen stepped back. "You know what Simmons told me, when she left, Chen?" He spun around to face her, his hands on his sides but she was surprise to see his eyes blazing.

"I.. I don't." She admitted.

"She said she was going to see her parents." He fired. "She lied to me. For months. For what, to get some Intel that we'll find out sooner or later… I spent 10 years beside her, helping her… working with her… being a part of a team." His hand clenched. "But all that is gone! SHIELD's on the blink of collapse, Simmons isn't here, May's dead, Ward's Hydra, Coulson's a cold blooded killer and I didn't even get a chance to tell Simmons how I—" Fitz stopped but turned around and whacked the prosthetic shells off onto the floor.

Chen's breath held, her heat beat picking up but she did her best to maintain the control over herself.

"I…" What could she say? "I'm so sorry."

Fitz paced around. "And now… we have to pretend that everything is alright. TO move on. But… I was there….. I watched Coulson kill her."

Chen stayed silent, looking to the floor as the scientist belted out his feelings.

"I never thought he'd get that mad… I had my doubts on her really being hydra. After everything… she- we all lost…. Ward just played us again. He even admitted it but the rat ass believed she made it."

Chen looked up to him sharply. It shouldn't have surprised her that Ward still knew, even if Skye 'corrected' him.

"He didn't even flinch when I showed him the footage." Fitz sucked in a deep breath. "How could Coulson just… move on from doing that? To being a director?"

Chen found her tongue to speak. "People have ways of dealing with their actions and traumas." It was easy to see it wasn't about 'May' in all the context. It was about Coulson still.

"He ordered Skye to take Gill out. Cold blooded murder. Again." Fitz snapped then moved to sit on the lab floor, sliding down it's surface on the descent. "What sort of leader are we supporting?"

"A complicated one."

"Oh what do you know, Chen? You joined after May's death. You didn't know what team we had, what we went through, our relationships. We should have done more. I should have done more. The Evidence was set up. I've spent weeks looking at it again and it's inconsistent to work with a short female. Simmons made a mistake and look what's happened."

"You're carrying guilt that's not yours, Fitz. It's not your fault."

"It is my fault. A little. I was mad at her for the fact she was gonna shoot me about that phone. I lost trust in her. It was easy turning a blind eye to the incorrect evidence because it's easier believing that lie. Her death…. Just opened up a lot more questions we'll never find out. We couldn't even bury her. No one got closure." He let out a shaking breath, tears falling. "But it's expected that we have to move on and pretend Coulson's the good guy. But he lies and makes people lie for him. Simmons. Skye… and I'm left alone as the tech guy in the lab. This isn't a team."

Fitz's shoulders slumped but she knew his rant was over; everything off his chest but she stayed standing, staring down at him.

"I know. Moving on is hard." She looked up to the cameras… the angles then lent down. It wasn't fair he carried this emotion. Even seeing him get this far… spiralling. She needed to relieve that. It wasn't healthy for him. With only one way. "But… I know the guilt you carry. Look at me."

Fitz didn't.

So Chen reached forwards and placed a hand on his shoulders. "She's not that dead." Her voice a whisper but that caught his attention, looking to her and she took that moment to turn off her Nano mask; revealing her true face for a second.

Hehehe! Yes! Fitz now knows! I know I haven't concentrated on him nearly enough but it felt like it was a good time. After everything, he needed to know! Please comment, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter. Thanks!