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Chapter 7 FZZT

Agent Ward puts the ammo in the night-night gun and holds it up. "Huh," Ward says. Ward pulls the gun down. "Sorry, Fitz. It's close but it's just not right," Ward says.

"Really? Agent Coulson and Agent Queen had no problems," Fitz says.

"It's an ounce too heavy," Ward says. Skye turns around from her chair.
"An ounce? Seriously?" Skye says.

"It's the difference between success and failure. When you're on a rooftop with 15 miles an hour wind, your target is five hundred yards away…..," Ward says. Fitz puts his hand on Ward's shoulder.

"Yeah, but we do have a rifle," Fitz says.

"Lose the ounce," Ward says.

"Yeah, okay. On it," Fitz says. Ward walks out of the room. "Lose the ounce," Fitz says. "I'm agent Grant Ward," Fitz says, imitating Ward. Skye turns around. "And I could shoot the legs off a flea from five hundred yards away as long as it's not windy," Fitz says, in his Ward impression. Skye and me both laugh. Fitz starts to join in on the laughter. "Hey that's a sound I haven't heard in a bit," Fitz says, looking at Skye.

"Yeah, well, you wouldn't be laughing a whole lot if you were living in Ward's doghouse," Skye says.

"You made the rounds, apologized to us all. What more could you ask? Mmm," Fitz says.

"I don't know. I have been busting my a** memorizing every S.H.I.E.L.D. protocol manual, following every order. 'Yes, sir.' 'No, sir.' I even let him them tag me like a stray dog. I mean, I know I lied to you guys, but I was trying to protect my boyfriend," Skye says.

"You know; we all make mistakes. I don't care…. Who cares about your ex-boyfriend?" Fitz says.

"It's not like I am comparing Ward to Miles, but at least to Miles, I didn't have to worry about passive aggressive stuff. There's no mind games. We spoke the same language; you know?" Skye says.

"Yeah, yeah, a bit like we do," Fitz says.

Totally. You and Simmons are so tight. It's like your physically linked," Skye says.

"No. Actually, no, I don't think so," Fitz says.

"So Ward was here? Let me guess. The Night-Night pistol again?" Jemma asks.

"Yeah. Oh, yeah, and he said it was off by one ounce," Fitz says. Jemma scoffs.

"'Course he did," Jemma says. "I'm agent Grant Ward, and I could rupture your spleen with my left pinky. Blindfolded," Jemma says in her Ward impression. Skye laughs.

"That is dead on," Skye says. The door opens and Ward comes out.

"Hey. Hustle up and grab your gear. We're on a mission," Ward says. Fitz and Skye let out small chuckles and I break into a grin. "Something funny?" Ward asks. Skye shakes her head.

"Poor silly, Fitz. He mistakenly left a dummy drop round in the pistol. Should be proper now," Jemma says handing Ward the Night-Night pistol. Ward raises the pistol and then lowers it.

"Great. Thanks," Ward says. Ward puts the pistol on the table and exits the room. The team snickers.


Scene change.

"Troop leader's name was Adam Cross. Apparently, he said he heard something in the woods, went to check it out. That's where the electrostatic anomaly occurred," Phil says.

"What I don't understand, usually they're caused by a massive electrical storm," Fitz says.

"But there wasn't a storm within one thousand miles of here last night," Jemma says.

"This anomaly's different. It has a side effect we've never seen before," Phil says. We continue to investigate until we find the anomaly; a dead man floating in the air.

"So sad a man died this way. And yet, so amazing," Jemma says.

"Fitz-Simmons, any idea what could cause an effect like this?" Phil asks.

"Well judging by the horizontal….," Jemma says.

"The soliton hypothesis….," Fitz says.

"Time," Phil says putting his hands in a 'T' shape. "Let's try that again," Phil says. "Any idea what could cause an effect like this?" Phil asks.

"the hell if I know," Jemma says.

"Uh, no, no, clue," Fitz says.

"Seems to me like we are dealing with some freak of nature event or a high tech new weapon," Ward says.

"Or could it be someone from your über secret index?" Skye says.

"There's no one in the index with this type of power," May says.

"That we know of. I'll contact Agent Blake at S.H.I.E.L.D. H.Q. have him check it out whoever or whatever's responsible, we can't let it strike again," Phil says.

"Actually, this kind of reminds me of Damien Darhk, but he's died, and his magic totems destroyed so it couldn't be him," Oliver says.

"Fitz, see his forehead. Look at that endothelial discoloration," Jemma says.

"Yeah, same dispersal pattern as the strike on the truck," Fitz says.

"Could be an entry wound, cauterized immediately?" Jemma says. Jemma leans forward.

"No!" I shout. Too late; an electrical surge from the body zaps Jemma. The floating body falls to the ground.

"Freaky," Fitz says. Jemma sighs.

"Freaky!" Jemma says.


Time skip.

"Hey Ward," I say.

"Oliver," Ward says.

"Sorry, I've been off mission, Maria Hill rang me to tell me how to tell me about how Slade's fitting in. So what's happened?" I ask.

"Well we identified that the cause is from an alien virus off of an alien helmet that the fireman kept as a souvenir. Two fire fighters died but, we have the alien helmet in our custody and are taking it to a S.H.I.E.L.D. facility, the Sandbox, to be contained. Also Fitz-Simmons need to check on you to make sure you didn't get the virus," Ward explains.

"Thanks. I'll head right over," I say.


Scene change.

"Simmons believes she contacted the virus approximately thirty-six hours ago when she received an electric shock from the first victim," Phil says.

"How much time does she have?" Skye asks.

"Based on when the firemen were infected, how quickly their symptoms manifested… Two hours at most," Coulson says.

"That's enough time, right?" Skye asks. I look towards the ground. "I mean, S.H.I.E.L.D. has dozens of labs and scientists working on this, don't they?" Skye asks.

"They do. How soon can you get us on the ground?" Phil asks.

"Three hours. Our path to the Sandbox has us right in the middle of the Atlantic," May says.

"S***!" I shout.

"So, correct me if I'm wrong, but if we can't land on time…..," Ward says.

"Simmons will release a pulse that will blow this plane right out of the sky," Phil says.

"We can't just sit here and watch her die. We have to do something," Skye says.

"There's only one person who can save Jemma right now and that's herself, as much as I want to help her she's the only one with the skills to do so," I say.

"She's just a kid," May says.


Scene change.

"Agent Blake is on the line. He wants to know what's going on. If you won't answer, he asked for Ward," May says.

"Sir, what are our orders?" Ward asks.

"They're unchanged," Phil says. An alarm goes off.

"What is that?" Skye asks. May presses a few buttons.

"Someone's lowering the cargo hold ramp," May says.

"Jemma!" I shout, as I run to the stairs. I get to the stairs and see Fitz holding a device and attempting to put a parachute. I jump off the stairs gaining his attention.

"The anti-serum works, but she jumped!" Fitz says. Before Fitz even finished the sentence I had grabbed the device and the parachute out of Fitz's hands and jumped out of the cargo hold ramp. I put the parachute on as I fall out of the sky. I then look for Jemma. I vaguely see her and follow after her. Once I reach her; I grab her leg and pull myself on top of her. I zap Jemma with Fitz's device.

"Ah," Jemma says. I then pull the parachute.


Scene change.

"Don't get me wrong! I'm happy you are both alive. Truly. And I realize you were trying to save the team. But what you did today, that was not your call. Just getting you out of the water, do you have any idea a pain it is dealing with the Moroccan office? Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again! We'd hate to lose you, Jemma," Phil says.

"Thank you, sir," Jemma whispers. Phil sits down. I walk to the door. "Oh, does that mean we're to leave now?" Jemma asks. Phil gives her a look and she follows me out the door.

"Jem, don't ever scare me like that ever again, please," I whisper to her with a tear rolling down my eye.

"You don't need to tell me twice," Jemma says.

"I do think what you did was incredibly selfless," I say.

"Hey, you were incredibly selfless too," Jemma says.

"After everything that's happened over the years, I'd rather die than lose someone I care about again," I say. I see Skye and Ward coming over. Skye rushes over and hugs Jemma.


Sorry I skipped a few scenes, I have family over and don't have much time so I decided to skip unnecessary scenes. I hope it was still good. Please give me feedback. Until next time, Ant-boy out.