I am so, so, unbelievably sorry, I have literally had the computer twice since I last updated, first time I spent replying to reviews, second I hastily tried to type this chapter up, but I'm a slow typer, so I didn't succeed :( Then I thought screw it, I'll type it on my phone, but fanfiction keeps freezing on my phone! Why? On the plus side, I have chapter four written as well so provided I can get hold of a computer again, hopefully I'll be able to get the next chapter up really soon:)

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Disclaimer: I think I forgot this before but I don't own anything, literally, nothing (except hopefully an Agents of SHIELD DVD in the future)

Recap

The team get captured in a setup, supposedly by Ward, although it was really Hydra, Ward rescues Fitz and points the team in the direction of the exit, but buys them time instead of coming with them. The team still don't trust him but Fitz has doubts, so, with Skye, hacks into the Hydra base, they see Ward getting tortured so go to rescue him, without the other members of their team, they break into the Hydra base but get caught…

The Hydra Base

"Nice to see you here again," a tall man in a smart suit, who looked like he spent every second of his non-criminal-mastermind time working out, said to Fitz. "Still, I doubt you're here to take up our offer,"

"I thought you said that they didn't care about you Ward?" the female said casually after Fitz had refused to answer, her voice held a patronising quality, just as it had earlier, when she had been talking to Fitz.

"They're here to take me to interrogation," Ward replied calmly. "Guess they want the drug just as much as Hydra does,"

"Because they seem like such an intimidating force," she drawled sarcastically.

"Hey, we've been trained by the cavalry, just don't call her that, she doesn't like being called that, okay, but, appearances are deceptive," Skye rambled and shot back.

"Says the girl who got shot and the boy who got thrown out a plane," she smiled sweetly, but her eyes were pits of evil. "Thing is Ward, are you so sure you don't care about them?" she spun around and punched Skye in the jaw. "Don't backchat," she smirked.

Ward tried to keep his cool, but his jaw tensed and his eyes flashed, meanwhile Fitz was yelling his head off and had to be restrained by a faceless Hydra guard.

"So, this is how it's going to work," the man explained. "You know about GH-325 and don't have enough personal safety concerns to tell us, so every time you refuse to answer a question from now on, we will use them to persuade you,"

Skye and Fitz's eyes widened but Ward remained stoic.

"Before we begin, can I just point out that there are other ways of doing this," the woman stated. "Fitz, you're a scientist and Skye, the drug was used on you, surely you were both curious to know information about it, got any details you'd like to share,"

"Excellent plan," the man agreed and kicked Ward in the chest, an eerie silence followed as everyone heard a resounding snap. Fitz and Skye looked horrified. "Interrogation works both ways,"

"We'll give you a time to think about it while we get the security systems back online. Make sure Coulson and the rest of his ragtag team don't interfere with our plans,"

The Hydra agents left the room and locked the door behind them.

"Oh my god Ward, are you okay?" Fitz ran over to him, Skye looked torn but went over to him too.

"It cracked cleanly, I should be fine," he answered. "What about you two?"

"Just a few bruises from the attempted rescue," Fitz told him.

"Well, my jaw kinda hurts. How are we going to escape?" Skye asked.

Ward nodded tersely. "It's bruising," he informed her. "As for escape, I really don't know. Not that I don't appreciate it, but why have you suddenly decided to trust me, I thought that you hated me? Not that I don't blame you..."

"Trust me Ward, this isn't trust," Skye frowned. "I wanted answers, and now I'm just using you to get out of here,"

"Skye," Ward's voice had adopted a panicked edge. "I don't know how I'm going to get you out of here!"

"Good thing I do then," Fitz smirked and fiddled with one of his shirt buttons. There was a fizzing sound and the room was plunged into darkness, the door creaked slowly open. Ward and Skye gaped at him. "It's an EMP," the scientist explained. "If the specs are right it should have knocked all power out within a ten mile radius,"

"Let's hope the bus wasn't anywhere nearby then," Skye gritted her teeth worriedly.

"According to my calculations, it's unlikely they'd have got here that quick," Fitz replied, but still looked nervous and a little guilty.

"It's definitely better than the last," Ward agreed, looking slightly angry. "I just hope you haven't almost killed anyone this time."

"Ward, Garret was a psychopath, he manipulated you, he only cared about himself," Fitz exclaimed.

Ward shook his head uncertainly, almost like he was trying to convince himself as well. "That's not true," he argued. "He did care about me, he must have done. But whether he did or not doesn't change the fact that I owe him everything!"

"So what are you gonna do, sell us out to your Hydra buddies, because the door's unlocked and we kinda need to get moving before more guards arrive," Skye gestured out into the corridor.

"I'm loyal to Garrett, not Hydra. Hydra was always a means to the end for both of us,"

"So, ignoring the fact that you're still loyal to a dead psycho that ordered me shot," Ward stared coldly at her. "Let's go!"

They ran out into the corridor only to come face to face with half a dozen armed Hydra guards.

Skye kicked the first in the stomach then quickly disarmed him, swinging round and shooting the shoulder of a guard who was about to shoot Ward. He moaned in pain and she kicked him in the head, rendering him unconscious.

Meanwhile Ward was just tearing though the other four like paper; within a minute all the guards were incapacitated. Fitz cautiously peeked round the corner and Ward analysed the corridor.

"This way," he ordered and the three of them sprinted off to the left.

"Where are we going?" Fitz asked, but Ward didn't answer, instead he leapt up onto a high window sill and smashed the glass.

"Come on," he urged, offering Fitz a hand; Skye kept her gun trained on the corridor. Fitz began to scramble up the wall with Ward's help when:

"Wait!" a voice commanded from an open door to their right.

"Why?" Skye asked the Hydra agent. He seemed nervous, young too, probably new to the job Skye figured, well, too bad. "You gonna shoot us?"

"Um...yeah," It sounded more like a question than an answer.

Ward shot him with a Night-Night gun he had acquired from one of the guards while the Agent's attention was on Skye.

She looked up at him in shock. "Come on!" he urged and reached down to help her up; if Skye had had it her way she'd have climbed up herself, however, to her annoyance, she wasn't tall enough so she had to let him.

They ran quickly along the felt roof, keeping their heads ducked and hoping that no one decided to look out the window, using the drain pipe to help them climb down the low building.

It was then they encountered the problem of the electrified fence.

There were two of them, just in case by some weird stroke of luck a person managed to get over one of the ten meter high fences.

"Your EMP will have taken this out right?" Skye asked.

"Probably," Fitz explained. "However it was just a prototype and if it didn't work and one of us gets electrocuted then..." he trailed off.

Skye picked up a stick, throwing it at the fence.

Nothing happened.

Well okay, the stick bounced off the fence, which vibrated and made a clanging sound, but that was about it.

"We'd better get climbing then," Skye grimaced, and the two ran towards the fence and pulled themselves up, or tried to, it was quite difficult.

"Wait," Ward said. "I have a knife,"

"You think that's going to cut though the matal quick enough?" Fitz questioned.

"It will have to," Ward replied tersely as he began to hack through the fence.

"Come on, come on, come on," Fitz repeated nervously, bouncing on the balls of his feet and directing his fearful, darting gaze all around them and then back to the fence.

"Shut up, I'm trying to concentrate," Ward muttered, before slicing through another piece of the metal wire, and scrambling through the gap, already working on the next fence as Skye and Fitz crawled through after him, wincing as the sharp metal ends cut into them.

They could hear shouts that were getting closer, the pandemonium at the base was enough to ensure that no one had found them yet, but a Hydra agent was bound to stumble over them sooner or later.

"Done," Ward said frantically, sliding though the gap in the second fence.

Then they ran.

It was about fifty yards to the forest and they reached it as quickly as they possibly could, hoping the darkness and branches could provide them with cover. Then they scrambled through undergrowth, dodged round branched and jumped over logs, trying to put Hydra as far behind them as possible.

"Look," Fitz pointed, his voice barely a gasp; the scientist was exhausted.

"It's the car we used to get to the warehouse," Skye exclaimed happily, the team hadn't bothered to retrieve it, cars could be replaced, and it didn't hold any secrets, weapons or latest technology.

Ward opened the door on the driver's side. "Hey, no, I'm driving," Skye ordered, pushing him out the way. He looked like he was about to argue but she scowled at him. "You can sit shotgun,"

He complied uneasily, but hastily and Fitz jumped into the backseat. Skye started the engine (the car had a key code, not a key, unlike most vehicles) and they set off, almost full speed, down the dirt track, tree branches swinging into the bullet proof windows.

Hopefully people are still reading this after my long not-updating streak, again, I'm really sorry about that! Please review, I don't care what you write, nice stuff, constructive criticism, one word (just no hate please) I love reviews!