"We are landing in five, make sure you are all seated and buckled in."

May's voice says over the system, making Coulson look up from the work he is doing. Since the airlock sudden opening in the middle of their flight, he have been gone over the manual of the plane and he had put Fitz on trying to figure out why it has malfunction. Feeling how the plan hits ground, he puts away the manual. All he can do is hope that Fitz have figured out what is wrong, otherwise they would have to take it in once the mission is over.

Rising from his chair, he leaves his office just as May comes out from the cockpit. The look in her eyes tells him she isn't happy over the problem that have been created when the airlock opened on its own.

"We will see what Fitz has to say, I couldn't find anything in the manuals."

He tells her as they head down for the hangar.

"Are we really sure Fury have had this thing checked out properly before giving it to you?"

"Yes, besides, we had to take it when you all decided to blow a hole in the wall. They didn't seem to find any problems then."

Coulson tells her, but she can't help but to worry slightly at what she said is true. They changed from this type of plane to the Helcarriers after all. Reaching the second floor, they come to a stop when their eyes lands on a very nervous looking Simmons.

"What's wrong?"

Coulson asks, something in her eyes tells him he won't like what she has to say.

"Well, I was going to see if Skye wanted to walk down with us when I come across this."

She starts to explain, holding out her hand to show them the bracelet that Coulson had given Skye so they could keep an eye on her. Taking it from Simmons, he turns it over a few time, holding it up so May can see it too. It seems like it had been taken of without force and its still active.

"We have been looking around and when I asked Ward and Fitz, neither of them have seen her since the meeting."

Simmons continues to say and the worry Coulson had been feeling about not liking what Simmons had to say, just grows.

"Keep looking, she must be around here somewhere. May and I will head down and meet with D.O.S.A in the main time."

He orders and Simmons nods hear head before heading off.

"This isn't good."

May tells him as they start heading for the hangar once more. Deep in his own thoughts, Coulson nod his head. Looking at the bracelet, he deactivates it before placing it in his pocket. They will have to deal with Skye later, right now, they have a mission they need focus on. Knowing that he would have dropped the mission to try and figure out what is going on if it wasn't doe the fact that they have to work with D.O.S.A.

Reaching the hangar and having the cargo ramp lowered, they are meet with a large group of soldiers and cars. A woman standing tall in the front, her arms crossed behind her back and eyes narrowed.

"Why do I get the feeling she and Hand would get along well."

Coulson says in a low voice so only May can hear him, seeing the tiny smile on her lips, he smiles himself.

"Agent Coulson I presume?"

The woman asks, voice short and to the point. Dropping his smile, Coulson turns his attention towards the woman.

"Yes, this is my second in command and the pilot, Agent May."

He says, nodding his head towards her. From the corner of his eyes, he can see that May has fallen back to her ice persona once more.

"I'm General Rockwell and you are late."

She points out and Coulson can feel the urge to roll his eyes at this. He was about to point out that they had some trouble in their way over, but quickly stops himself. If Skye is hiding somewhere on the plane, it would be for the best that they are taking the BUS instead of whatever D.O.S.A would have.

"Then give Agent May the coordinator for where we are headed and load up."

He decides to say instead and he can see that the leader of D.O.S.A isn't all to happy about learning this.

"Either you let her fly or you can find another way there, why we are being forced to pick you all up is beyond me apparently. But when you are on the S.H.I.E.L.D 616, you are going to have to follow our rules. Beside, you will have to take her May out if you even want to try and fly this plane."

Coulson explains and he can see that a few of the D.O.S.A agents are looking at May and he rolls his eyes at this, turning around to head back in again.

"A reminder however, she has more black belts than Natasha Romanoff, aka the Black Widow. You will be on the floor before you can think out a good way to make your first move."

He says over his shoulder, seeing the grin growing on May's face at this, he knows his old time friend have already come up with at least 20 ways of taking down the group in front of them.

"Fine. Load up and be quick about it!"

He hears Rockwell bark out before she and May follows him. Knowing that the loading up everything they seem to take with them, Coulson starts to lead the two ladies through the plan and towards his office.

"I presume you two are not the only once that are here?"

Rockwell asks the moment they step into his office. Rolling his eyes, Coulson heads for his chair and the two ladies stops in front of his desk.

"Fitz are looking over a few things that will need an update, according to him at least. Simmons helping him out as best as she can and Ward is probably training at the moment."

Coulson says, deciding to keep silent about Skye for now. Seeing how May narrows her eyes at this, he knows he will need to have a talk to her once they are up in the air. She does however turn to look at the woman beside her.

"Where are we headed?"

She asks, the expression she had just made towards him completely gone.

"San Juan, Puerto Rico."

Rockwell says, making May nod her head before turning and heads out of the office, leaving Coulson alone with the other woman.

"And what exactly are we looking for?"

He asks, but getting the feeling she won't tell him.