Hunter stays put outside of the motel where the killer of their HYDRA target now currently stayed. Skye is starting to get annoyed, when the bored guy keeps babbling and even worse. Humming and that's enough for her. "Hunter."

Hunter stops immediately. He is happy to hear her speak again. Maybe she'll keep him company. "Skyyyeee." He sings her name and she rolls her eyes.

"Shut up." She hears him sigh and just knows what he's about to say next. "I'm so booored, keep me company. Pleeease." He whines, but to his luck Coulson hears everything he says, when he walks in his office.

"How long this has been going on?" He asks and Skye looks up to smile slightly. "To the point that he's annoying the hell out of me."

Coulson gives her a smile and Skye feels relieved to see it. He hasn't smiled since May left. She knows he misses May. She misses her too very much. May would be able to shut Hunter up in seconds and make point, when Coulson seemed to spin out of control. She's thankful he has listened to her, when no one else told him off.

"Skyeee..." They hear Hunter sing her name again and Coulson winks at her. Oh no, this is gonna be good. "Come on, don't be mean."

"Agent Hunter."

Hunter's eyes widen. Oh crap. "Director."

"Stop disturbing Skye." Coulson sighs. Sometimes he felt like he managed kids instead of brilliant and capable agents.

"Okay." They heard Hunter answer after a short pause and Skye threw her head back. "Thank god." She mumbled, while Coulson sat on his seat and turned on the map of his agents' whereabouts.

Trip walks down to the cargo hold. He stops in his tracks, when he hears Fitz and Simmons talk. Correction; Yell and apparently at each other. He doesn't know if he should interfere or not so he stays put and does what he does best. Eavesdrop.

Fitz turned around and closed his eyes, hoping he wouldn't hear her talk. Of course he knew it wouldn't work, but he has had enough of this.

"Of course I can!" He turns around and Simmons takes a step back, even though there's table between them. "You just don't get it. I can't change who I am, because- because Ward ruined my brain! I can't- can't even-"

"Talk?" Simmons continues for him, knowing he hated that more than anything. But this conversation has been the longest they have had since. Since everything.

Fitz run his fingers through his curly hair. "Don't do that! I hate that! Why an earth would you-" he stops, when Simmons walk on the same side of the table. Standing few steps from him.

"You don't understand. This is the first time we have really talked since-" She stops and looks down to the floor. Fitz sighs and keeps walking back and forth, but then stops in front of her. Not close, but not too far.

"I want you to know that-" His voice is low and soft and she looks up to meet his eyes. "I really- really wanted to- to- " He sighs to calm himself. "Save you." He continued and she blinks, hoping she won't tear up. "I don't regret anything."

"I do." She whispers and it's his time to feel the same effect. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I agreed to go undercover."

He shakes his head. "You don't-"

"You have to know. You need to know that-

Trip realizes he doesn't want to know more. He hopes those two figure things out. They've been avoiding each other every chance they got.

He remembers a similar case. May and Coulson. He heard them talk in Coulson's office few weeks ago and wished he didn't, because then his intrigue got the best of him and listened how it ended. It didn't end well.

Qiaohui talks in chinese to a female nurse, who nods after every order she gives her. Nurse leaves and she heads to meet her friend. She opens the door to May's room. She freezes and drops the chart to the floor.