Chapter 4

Skye's POV

Amazed was an understatement. It was pure ultimate genius. From where I'd woken up was just a vast open space of white that seemed endless. I looked around. It was beautiful but empty. I pictured the Bus in my mind, but I saw in amazement again as the Bus began to form. From then I began to build around the Plane, a huge building that looks like the Hub only that it was quiet and peaceful.

I began to wander off in to open space, a smile graced my face and my van popped up out of nowhere on the left-hand side of the road, looking back I saw the hub evaporate along with the bus and the swirling white mist began to re-form in to New York city I walked for a few minutes and to a detour down an ally which opened to a familiar street. I laughed in amusement as I spotted that café in which I meet Mike in, the place that began my life with shield. I walked in to the café and snooped around.

Where is everyone? I mean this is my subconscious, should there be people I see and talk to every day appear. I mean I read it online or something-

"Can I help you?" A voice said behind me. I let out a screech and jumped back in alarm, whacking my hand on the bar stool, knocking it over. Leaning on the side of the bar my heart was thumping my hand was over my chest, I took several breaths before look to the person who scared the shit out of me. I recognised the man's voice as the guy-Jamie who served me coffee when I was here, he would sometimes give me a free coffee when the manager wasn't looking, probably assumed I was jobless and broke.

"uhh…. I'll have a coffee to go" I said after a moment of staring at him. While he was making it, I looked out of the window and saw echoes of people slowly taking shape, like ghosts turning in to solid people. Freaky.

Turning back to Jamie who had just put the coffee down and began typing on the till "$3" he said looking up to me, my hands shot to my pockets fumbling for my wallet until I found it. I was surprised to find it with money, I half expected not to have anything but the clothes I was wearing. Handing over the cash with a smile I took a glance to notice that the café was starting to fill with people.

Now this I'm gonna HAVE to tell Fitz. I was about to leave then I notice a leaflet on one of the tables which I chuckled and picking it up. It was about a DoJo advisement, looking at the back of this I got the address. I stuffed it in my pocket and walked out sipping my coffee which tasted just as I remembered it. I hailed down a taxi and got in, pulling out my phone it told me I've been here …. ten minutes, I put it away as I noticed the dojo coming in to view.

I stumbled on my way out as I tipped on the curb, I played it off. Which no one noticed. I tugged open the door and walked in. The room was fairly simple, white walls and padded flooring. A water fountain in the corner just like the one in high school.

I dumped my empty coffee cup in the trash can, as I turned it took a lot of effort to not yell out in alarm. Ward was standing behind me along with a guy who was bold but muscular his green eyes hard and serious. He turned to ward to nodded and they got into a fighting stance, together they fought like action movie stars. Dodging and weaving each other's attacks like they were nothing, I bean to notice a few sequences that I saw earlier when Ward was sparing Lines. I couldn't help but feel a drum of excitement surge though me, well there's no time like the present.

"Excuse me, could you show me some moves!" I called out the them as they stopped fighting. The bald nodded and beckoned me forward, I yanked off my jacket I didn't realises I was wearing and tossed it aside but only for it to vanish before it hit the floor. I blinked at that. I turned my attention back to them, Ward was facing me while the other guy corrected my stance and balance, then Ward charged at me. I leapt back in alarm narrowly avoiding his fist aimed for my skull. I tried to counter the attack he was faster than me and soon enough I was flat on my back breathing heavily.

As I got up off the floor I could hear some music playing in the back ground from all around me, WAIT that means it been three hours here already…. time goes fast, I can say that…

I stole a glance the guys nervously.

"I…I don't suppose you know on how to wake me?" I more or less mumbled out. Ward nodded to the other guy who and they both lunged for me. Baldy gripped my arms tightly as he pulled them back, my eyes widen as I felt the vulnerability of this position. There was a flash of Wards face in front of me. The next second I felt his large hand clasp my head and was jerked back with a sickening CRUNCH.

Pain was the first thing I felt as I shot upward from Fitz's bed, I almost let out a yell of alarm, but Fitz clearly anticipated it and I felt his hand cover my mouth. After a long moment he removed it as he felt my breathing return to normal.

My hand was currently feeling the back of my neck, flinching as I remember the sound of my own neck breaking. Fitz nodded as he realised what method was uses to wake me. I breathed deeply through my mouth as I felt nausea creeping up.

"You're a fucking genius Fitz" my voice was barely a whisper, I could see his lip twitch in amusement.

"You were right, I found a DOJO and Ward and some guy were training. Nearly the same moves on what Ward and Rock-body where doing earlier. They even showed me a couple of moves too. And…And people too. Fist they were like shadows then they materialised, they felt real too. I don't recognise them… but they do seem familiar…perhaps their just people I walked past on the street… you know how the brain can always remember a face…" As I was talking Fitz was busy jotting down the new information with excitement. His eyes were lit up and calculating as he writes, his mind was a million miles away with new ideas to try out.

Feeling like I have been here too long I get up ignoring the urged to vomit as I collected up his plate and walked out briskly. I shoved the crockery into the sink harder than intended, "You alight Skye? Your looking pale." I jumped in alarm as Coulson's voice rang out behind me.

"I-I'm fine... just a little headache." I mutter as I began to scrub the plates clean. "If it doesn't go soon then go to Simmons for a check-up." Was all he said as he walked off to his office.

I shook my head in disbelief. He just asked me if I was ok and walked off like this conversation never happened.

Just three hours until we meet Agent Casey Munroe.