"We have an 0-8-4 falling in the metropolitan area. It's projected to land in approximately an hour. We can predict its location as long as it isn't hit off course", Coulson glanced at me expectantly.

"And...you want me to go get it?" I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Yes", he pulled out his tablet and scrolled through the infomation.

"It's most definitely alien and undoubtedly dangerous. You need to get in and out quickly", Simmons piped in, raising one of her hands.

"Alright", I exhaled sharply and picked up my handgun from the table, pushing into the back of my pants.

"Whatever you do, Ward, do not touch the 0-8-4", Fitz stood on the opposite side of the hologram table, pulling up a diagram of what looked like a rock. Fun.

"Got it, Fitz."

I reached the lower deck and swung myself over my bike, pulling on the helmet. The bike roared to life and I sped off the ramp of the bus and down the road. I pulled out my phone and checked the coordinates Coulson had just sent me. I was 45 minutes away from my destination. I bent low over the bike and revved the engine, taking off toward the interstate. There were almost no cars on the road. It was just shy of midnight and I pulled into a backstreet, waiting for the 0-8-4 to hit. I sat still, listening to my surroundings, but the only noise was coming from the road and a cat meowing longingly from underneath the nearby dumpster. I closed my eyes for a moment and then looked down at my phone. Coulson had sent a message.

30 seconds til landing. I stepped off the bike and braced myself against the closest brick wall. A loud bang came, but it wasn't from the alley that I was in. It came from a few over. My heart pounded heavily as I realized the coordinates had been miscalculated. Fitz never made mistakes like this.

"Coulson, we missed the landing by a few streets, but I'm heading for it now!" I nearly shouted into the comms radio.

"Jeez, you don't have to shout", Skye groaned into my ear piece. I ran down the street and located the alley. A bright light and a scream came. I stepped around the corner to find a young woman, clutching what looked to be a glowing stone. Her body jerked and twisted as if she was having a seizure. I bent over her and looked at her eyes; they were rolled back.

"Coulson, I- uh...?"

"Yes, did you get it?"

"We have a problem. A woman's touched it. She's convulsing."

Coulson groaned. I could practically see him pacing his office.

"Try to get the 0-8-4, Agent Ward. Now."

I reached down with a gloved hand and tried to pry the woman's hand from the stone.

"I can't. Her hand is stuck to it", I said, my voice strained. I couldn't even move her hand a centimeter. Immediately the stone's glow diminished and the woman's hand relaxed along with the rest of her body. "Whatever just happened, it's over now."

"Get the 0-8-4 and get out of there. We'll monitor the woman for now, get her name." I looked around and found her purse. I searched through it and grabbed her wallet, flipping it open. Several receipts fluttered out of it. I rolled my eyes and groaned at the mess, but found her name. Molly Iver. I stuffed the receipts back into her wallet and put it back into her purse. I wrapped the 0-8-4 in an iron wool towel and stowed into the bag that I had hanging at my side.

"Got the 0-8-4, Coulson. Her name is Molly Iver. What do I do about her?" I glanced down at her. Her long hair was spread out around her head and her chest rose and fell gently. "She looks to be okay. Breathing normal." I reached down and pulled off one of my gloves, gently placing it on her neck. "Heart rate fast, but still beating."

"Just leave her for now", Coulson said over the radio. "The best thing we can do for her is get the 0-8-4 back to the bus so that Fitz and Simmons can analyze it in the lab. We'll have Bobbi tailing her for awhile to see if any strange activity comes from this. I've got a bad feeling."

I glanced down at the woman again.

"Me too, Coulson", I murmured. I walked out of the alleyway and glanced back at the woman one more time. She seemed to be stirring now. She hadn't noticed me so I crossed the street quickly and stood in the shadows of the alley directly across.

She leaned up on her arm and put her hand to her forehead. "She's alright. She's just woken up", I said quietly into the radio. The woman looked over her shoulder and noticed that the 0-8-4 was gone. She stood up slowly, wobbling a bit and grabbed her purse. She made her way to the stairs to what I'm assuming was her apartment building. She walked in, her whole body trembling.

"I'm headed back", I said into the radio. I took out the earpiece and stowed it in my pocket, making my way back to my bike. I revved the engine a few times and took off back toward the bus to meet up with the team.