May kept the bug going loudly as she flittered around her room. Filling out forms and adding her new mug shot to them to the new name. Her SHIELD ID had been taken by Skye, no doubt Coulson had that so she had no SHIELD ID on her. She put all her Melinda May Identification into the safe including her phone.

May had been quick to buy a new one in, putting in the few SHIELD contacts in like Maria's, Her own Melinda name into the contacts list with her old number. Her mother's name under an alias… setting up her new alias life. Regardless of how things played out, she needed this new lease of life.

But the bug got her attention soon enough, listening to Coulson's voice as he spoke. The plan that had lots of holes and seriously worried her. But she could just about make it to the party

Though she was met with a problem. Her face. No nano mask. Yet. She didn't want Coulson to know she was alive, let alone in the same parameter. May didn't want to see him react to her being alive...to hear his apologies. She didn't need that… She didn't want to be Melinda May to him. Emily Chen/Althea Rice, she could. A fresh start so to speak to get her emotionally ready to face her remorseful killer without him knowing. She couldn't be Chen forever but it was something for now.

Maria had a good safe house, many more weapons to get her hands on though she went more the handguns concealed under the coat hanger shelves and in the wooden coffee table with their matching ammunition.

Making note of the location, May knew she would be skimming the timings, grabbing a bandana and beanie hat then made her exit.

She could get in once Coulson made the hole, Aid Skye to get to Ace and take on Ward. Ward thought she was dead. That surprise will no doubt be in her favour. If she died again, she could do it again to save both Simmons and Skye from a horrible death. If one of them saw her, then that was a risk… but they would respect her decision to stay hidden behind a mask. Surely.

Once in her vehicle, she took off, putting on her beanie hat and bandana around her neck to cover her face once there.

Coulson's feet crunched in the rocky surface as he bent down. It was an amazing view. The cybertec building surrounded by grassy hills and the distant mountains… the bus parked not far from the building and two other car parks.

"Okay, what's on how shopping list tonight…" Trip muttered as he peered through his binoculars.

" There's a three wheeler over there…." Coulson suggested

"Here comes a humvee… That had better fire works." Trip answered, Coulson easily seeing the difference but his attention was caught new a new vehicle coming into view.

"Hold on.." He answered, adjusting the binoculars for a better look.

This was much better than a humvee or a three wheeler. Practically a tank… armored and armed, Guns and.. Well missiled. The fireworks they needed.

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Trip grinned.

Coulson lowered his binoculars as it parked up down the hill below them. Very convenient."you bring your noise maker?"

"Sir, I bring the noise and funk wherever I go." Trip answered, pulling out the noise maker from the depth of his rucksack and spun it around; winding it up before tossing it; both ducking a little incase the cybertek guards saw them.

'Hey -ho, friends, the enemy approaches, Careful now or they'll win the day.'

It was the distraction they needed, Coulson slid down towards the vehicle, he could see Trip approaching the guy near the motorbike parked up.

He waited for a second, seeing and hearing movement before the door opened and a man jumping out but he was ready, swinging hard and cracking against the other man's face; knocking him clear.

"Let's get going! He called to trip, jumping into the tanker, making sure no one else was lurking in the back before starting the engine. It still worked like a car so not hard to figure out how it worked. Trip slipped in behind him so he took off busting down the front gates.

They were met with gunfire but it was nothing to the bullet proof glass. Trip, pressed a vew buttons sending out the first missile to the shooters before he took a left onto a rough patch; making the drive very bumpy.

"You know where to put this next one." He said as they hit a clear road again. Trip didn't need to be told where… pressing a button and they both watched the missile shoot into the security wall, blowing it through in a second.

Skye and Simmons a good distance away to avoid both rubble and security.

"Nice work, Sir." Simmons called through her walkie-talkie "The window's open"

May could hear the sounds as she approached the cyber tec facility, her heart pounding in her chest. Stopping out of sight, she pulled up her scarf to over her nose, and stuffed her hair into her hat. She could hear a thumping only just seeing some soldiers punching at a large armoured van but pause but she carried on into the window. Pulling out her gun as she did so

May didn't have the luxury of a ICER, so she had to make do. If she killed the guards then she killed them… she didn't have the time to worry on it.

But she could hear the sounds of feet in mass down the stairs, taking the lift instead and jammed straight to the floor she needed, gun out ready incase, creeping into the corners to see Simmons duct taping a backpack onto the dealer's body as Skye looked waved the last few people out but she took her chance to sneak into the room, hiding behind the security desk, waiting a moment before into the room since the glass windows wouldn't conceal her.

It surprised her mostly but she felt… proud to see them pulling it off. But for how long, that was the main thing. Ward or any trained soldier could turn the tables. That bag wasn't a bomb, they didn't have one, it was a bluff but a good one.

"Fitz, you linked in?" Skye called into the walkie-talkie

"Yeah, also ran a look on the permenteranter, Coulson should be able to get to where Garrett is from the factory's back entrance in the south side." Fitz called in, May only just hearing his reply and a flicker of Coulson's voice but she paused behind the desk cubicle walls as she head footsteps, much heavier but she immediately recognized the breath.

A flash of anger and hate filling her veins.

"I have to hit 'snooze' on this, to keep that from blowing." Skye's attention shifting to the dealer but missing the steps. May's hand tightened on her gun, waiting till his shadow to pass before silently moving behind him. It's be so much easier now; a single shot but she wanted to fight the rat-bastard. She needed to. He set her up to die…. And succeeded. But he thought she was dead. Why not scare the shit out of him as well…

"She's not going to kill you." Ward spoke, Skye and Simmons both turning to him, Simmons's gun raised but May knew if she fied, Ward would fire and kill Skye.

May moved again to a break in the walls, a perfect waiting stop to take on the bastard to get what he deserved though she could hear him talking.. Almost stalling. She was only hoping when she popped up, she wouldn't get shot by Simmons.

"You won't detonate the bomb, you'd go too." She heard him saying, though he was very close to Skye now but… in the right position. There was a door that would provide the cover she'd need.

"If that's a way to rid you and you're Nazi friend off the face of this earth…" Skye started but May made her move.

She pushed herself forwards, punching Ward straight in the face, moving back only to immediately shove him into the door, the surprise in her favour. She only just heard the sounds of surprise from both Skye and SImmons but she knew; if someone was fighting ward, she was on their side.

Ward shoved her back, swing back back to his feet. But she darted away, going for an electric saw… so many tool around the developing room.

May yelped as she felt a blow to her back with something hard but she started up the saw, kicking back; hearing his grunt of pain as he was forced to go down on his knee but she whipped around, cutting through the board like pie but he swung for her arm, slamming the saw into the metal wall. The shock was sent straight up her arms, stunning her for a second but she felt the wire of it suddenly around her throat, the bruises of Coulson's hand still marking her neck.

Her heart picked up, terror seizing a second into her stomach getting the momentary flash of Coulson's hand around her neck as the pressure was applied.

"Who are you?" Ward growled into her ear, his hand crawling to her scarf but his voice broke her out of her freeze, shifting her weight to throw him off, pulling the cord away, letting out fast breaths but her beanie was off, moving away from Ward to regain some momentum before attacking at him again, slamming his head against the wall but he threw her back.

May hissed as she landed on some sort of table, almost winding her but she certainly saw the mechanical Saw, Ward's hand grabbed her wrist, slamming it on before his weight was on top of her, her other hand came up but he pinned that back against her cheek, trying to shove her face-first into the spinning blade.

"Who are you?" His fingers holding her hand yanked down her scarf but that allowed her to take in proper breaths… her eyes watching the look of surprise through his face.

"You're dead." He stated but his hands had relaxed in his surprise, slamming her knee up into his balls. His face turning red but she shoved him off.

"I know." May answered back, jumping off the table

Staggering from his nut-kick, May took advantage.

"You set me up" She hissed, punching him across the face. "You got me killed." She backhanded him next. "Never. Again." She struck him again but he twisted her arm and punched her across the face, she stumbled back before he grasped her hair, yanking her head back then slammed her against the wall which crumbled, falling to the floor.

Heart still pounding, May pushed herself up but she gasped as she felt the kick to her stomach, rolling back but it wasn't until the second kick caused a reaction as the force rocking into her stomach; throwing straight onto the floor. But she used the second to see a nail gun, grabbing that and showing herself straight into his body, pinning him onto his back.

She didn't hesitate, firing the nail gun into his shoulder, so so tempted to fire it into his head… to kill him. Using it as a gun, she shot down into his thigh then aimed down to his foot. His yeps of of pain loud but satisfying before she ditched the nail gun, slamming her fist down across his face and against his throat but May watched as his eyes rolled back, falling limp.

Breathing heavily, May stared down at him. Adrening making her hands shake but he was down. Skye and SImmons were safe for the rest of Coulson's plan to be done….

"May?" Echoed a voice behind her