The team stands in front of the portal that has appeared. She and Fitz are standing next to each other. While he was behind the science aspect behind opening the gateway to where Gemma is, she is to keep it open, if something happens to go wrong. Which knowing how things have been and my life is, it wouldn't be surprising or a shock, if this happened to be the case. "Are you ready, Fitz?" Coulson inquires. He turns to look at her, "if anything happens, you know what to do."

"You know I really hate this, leaving both of you alone, galaxies away." "The psychic link you have created between us should alert you if or when we need help. And with the Phoenix, you would be able to reach us quickly enough. And I know I don't really have to, but I am going to say it anyway. Take care of the others." He starts going through the portal, following Fitz, who has already gone through it.


She is behind him as the two are running. We need to hurry if we want to reach her. We are running out of time. How is your wound? "I am fine. And it is weird when you project yourself this way?" She sends her response as an image, "You ready?" "You are really pushing it, Rachel. Do it." He is hurdling through the air toward the opening of the aircraft's hatch. She is right behind him. Both almost simultaneously, landing at the same time.

Daisy and Ward are in the middle of a fight. Rachel reaches out shoving Ward away from her enough. She picks up what the possessed Ward plans to do. "You two need to get out of here. I'll handle him. You two still have a lot to live for." "No, we can't, won't leave you" Daisy responds. Rachel turns to look at her, leaving no argument. You two know that whatever has possessed Ward, only another cosmic entity would have the capability to take it on and survive. Tell Coulson that I am sorry.

The two are transported out of the aircraft. The hatch starts closing as Daisy tries to run back to it. Lincoln quickly embraces her as both watch helplessly as one of their own is taking the sword for them. Sacrificing herself for their sakes. It doesn't matter if this comes with the job, it doesn't make it hurt any less. Rachel, please, do the best you can to stay safe and come back to us.

Just as she is starting to sit in the pilot's seat and figure out how to navigate the aircraft, Ward yanks her out of it. She moves just in time barely missing the blade that would have sank into her otherwise. She quickly grabs it and stabbing him in the midsection. He looks down at her due to the slight difference in their heights. He pulls the knife out with one hand, while he picks her up by the throat by the other.

The screech is heard in the distance as the fire rapidly approaches them. Ward lets her go enough; that she slips as the entity shaped as a medium sized bird gets closer. Rachel holds her right arm out as her back is leaning against one of the walls in the ship. The bird perches on her offered arm, squawking. I am okay. I am going to need your help. We need to take this thing back to where he came from." "…" "I know you are concerned. But with your help, I will be able to pull this off. Daisy and Lincoln are safe." The entity stops showing its concern and lets itself get absorbed into her body, entering through her chest cavity.

The entire ship is engulfed by it. Daisy and Lincoln are left in amazement and trepidation. The aircraft is gone the next instant. "Do you think she will be okay?" Daisy questions. "You have been her teammate longer than I have; you should know. And if she is anything like you and Mai, she definitely will be," he responds as he takes her hand. "All we can do and wait."


The ship jerks to an abrupt stop. She falls out of the chair. She hears the grunt. Turning to see that the possessed Ward is barely hanging by the restraints. Her cosmic companion keeping an eye on him, in case he steps out of line. A piece of the aircraft now protruding from his midsection. The ship starts crumbling before their eyes. The Phoenix once again enters her again. I can survive this. Can you? "I would rather die. I failed nor would I want to be saved by the likes of you. Though, my kind will hunt you and yours regardless of what you do. "If that is the case, then I will just leave to what space has in store for you. But before I go…" His head is gone the next moment as the vacuum of space sucks her in. She freefalls a bit before catching herself. The moment she rights herself she moves at lightspeed. She eventually comes across a black hole, which of course, due to the Phoenix is able to survive. And continues onto her journey.


The moment her right foot touches the ground, she ducks and rolls. The wounds she has suffered still affecting her, having made the landing not the easiest or gentlest. Breathing in deeply, she is more than ready to relish the moment to recover, when she sees the commotion. Fighting the pain, she takes to the sky once more, 'they matter more to you than your recovery'. She has a flash of what is about to happen, intensifying her speed to do her best to prevent this.

She sees Scott and Jean fighting someone she has never seen before. She is about to reach out and help just as the scene she had seen comes to pass. "NOO! JEAN!" Scott is by her side as she nears and about to tell his wife the choice, between her and Emma. "I am sorry, Scott. I always seem to die on you." "Jean?" she says in a barely controlled voice. "It's okay, Rachel. We knew the risks with what we do…You are right though; it isn't right or fair. Don't blame him too harshly…The hand that Rachel had grabbed goes limp.


She is staring down at the newly planted grave marker. The others left a while ago, though she knows Howlett is near. Scott turns to leave but not without looking at her, "Rachel, I…" "Save it. You haven't been the Scott I know you to be. You have come to be someone else entirely; my brother would have never cheated, much less let anything happen to her." Losing the status of being her beloved brother has him leave feeling dejected.

She feels the hand on her shoulder. "You shouldn't be so hard on him. He is still our brother." "You were, with how he had treated Madelyn." "You have got me there." "No, you are right. Madelyn may have made very poor choices; but she had also been at Sinister's mercy. And if anyone knows what that is like, it is me. Emma, on the other hand has never been a victim nor will she ever allow herself to be." He goes and leans his forehead against hers.

"Maybe you need a change of scenery." "Not right now, our niece and nephews are going to need our support. As well as my sister, tell me when are you going to finally marry Lorna?" This gets a laugh out of him. I know you have seen into her mind, and taking that step has never been the highest priority for her. Being loved by me and loving me has always been more than enough for her. Neither adds his disappointment to this, they have enough sorrow and hurt to deal with at the moment.

"I think I will go and see Scarlett and your son for a few days. Then to see the Greys' they need to know what has happened why don't you come with me? Seeing Miller should do you some good." "I still can't believe that she named him that." "Come on, I'll drive you and visit for a while. But I am not staying, through you I know it is still hard for her to see. That in your world, I was never in line to win best person or father of the year, much less a month."