Now that he had stopped moving Ward had started shivering violently. He objected to all motions of his teams donated clothing, but May and Coulson realised that he would be very ill if he didn't stop shivering soon.
"Wrap him in hay" Simmons suggested, knowing hay held heat and was a good insulator.
May's attempts to cover Ward in hay to keep him warm turned into a fast and frienzied hay fight, while Fitz-Simmons worked on their escape.
May was happy that the hay was sticking to Ward due to all of the slime he was covered in. At least it would help heat him up.
They all heard the gong and May, Ward and Coulson all climbed rapidly to the top of the wall. They wanted to see how much of a head start Skye had earned. They were all relieved when the gate stopped at a reasonable distance. They stayed where they were so they could help her over the wall.
"I wonder what she had to do?" Coulson pondered aloud.
"Can't have been that tough." May said.
"Wanna bet?" Ward interjected, sticking up for Skye. He knew how scared she had been since the start of the game.
"This is Skye we are talking about." May argued.
"She's a lot tougher than she seems." Ward argued back.
The barking of the dogs stopped the argument before it really began and focussed their attention on Skye.
"I am going to make her get rid of those sandals." May said, remembering Skye's footwear issues.
"You'll have to beat me to it." Ward told her.
May shoved him to the side.
"Ewww. Gross! What is that?" May asked him, pulling a handful of slime away from his body.
"I don't think you want to know." Ward replied, grinning at her.
"Release the hounds"
Ward jumped over the wall and landed solidly on the floor. He positioned himself so Skye could run straight at him and he could hoist her up to Coulson and May before he climbed the ladder to get them out of there.
Skye sprinted. She was feeling free. Well, as free as you could be being chased by a pack of dogs. She was suddenly very glad Ward continually put her through her paces and made her the fittest she had ever been in her life.
She saw Ward at the bottom of the brick wall and knew what she had to do. She could hear Coulson and May cheering her on, but she only had eyes for Ward, and he for her.
She ran straight at him and launched herself into his linked hands. It was a move they had been working on for a few weeks so she knew precisely what angle to hit him at.
Once her foot was in his hands he pushed and Skye outstretched her arms. Coulson and May grabbed a hand each and pulled.
The second Ward felt the weight in his hands release he was climbing up the ladder. The dogs only just got a snap at his heels before he was, yet again out of their reach.
Knowing what was coming this time Ward carefully climbed over the wall while Coulson and May pulled Skye to her feet after dragging her over it.
The four of them made their way down to Fitz and Simmons and Skye handed over the final piece of the puzzle. She then walked over to the side of the cage where she would be hidden by a hay bale and vomited.
Once Fitz had been given the final piece everything seemed to then fit together. It was a specially designed blowtorch that could be dismantled when it was required. The only problem was:
They had no gas.