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So, here's new chapter... I hope you'll like it! We can see new things developping, in the background but also just before our eyes. Nice or not?

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"I'm not ok with Torunn going in….. interrogation again that soon! She's still... weak!"

Leo was pacing around in the lab, stopping only to glance at the monitor. Torunn had just sat down at the table. Her hands were cuffed to the flat iron surface, her ankles to the legs of the chair. It seemed highly uncomfortable and too much of precautions to take for such an innocent-looking girl. But everyone, including him, knew better. She was not innocent. Even if he thought it was not entirely her fault (after all she had spent all this time more or less alone with that Hella psychopath).

Skye was standing next to him. She looked stressed as hell. She was going to do today's interrogation, since Coulson was out of the Playground for a while. It was the Director who had decided of the schedule of interrogations. They had been tipped off that Hella was closer than ever. So they had to know what she wanted. And Torunn was the only way they could to do that.

"Can I skip it?"

Skye whined. He turned to look at her. She was extremely pale. As if she was going to black out any minute.

"You're going to do great!"

"I know… But she freaks me out!"

"She's a nice girl. Dark…. but… but nice. You'll see."

"You're not helping! Maybe she is just nice with you!"

He didn't believe that. She was just so full of light. Why was he the only one to see that? It was crazy. Well, he could understand why Skye was afraid. The first time the team had met her, she was fighting against her mother. She was actually trying to kill her. And she had almost choke May to death. He could understand why she was afraid. But other than that she was a nice person. With too many stories to tell, if you tried and listened to her.

Skye took a deep breath and walked out of the lab to the interrogation room. She sat in front of the blonde girl who raised an eyebrow.

"Hello, little one. What a change from your boss!"

"Call me Agent Skye."

"Yes, madam."

The young agent immediately found the prisoner infuriating. She had a little smirk and that mischievous glint in her eyes. She sighed. Why her? Why now? She hated interrogations!

Leo was trying not to smile. He knew what Torunn was going to do. She was going to play the part they wanted her to play. The part of the crazy psychopath. He disapproved, but it was surely going to be funny.

"Thorsdottir Torunn, earth age 21…"

"Let's get over with that part, I know myself very well, thank you. And I've been asked to check these informations over and over again a dozen times."

"Alright…"

God, that sass… It was hilarious. Skye's face was unbelievable. She seemed so stressed out by the presence of the girl in front of her, even if said girl was not able to move a lot.

"What questions are you going to ask me, now?"

"What are Hella's plans?"

"Take over the Earth. Then, the Universe. And slaughter every person standing between her and the throne. Without exception."

"Even you?"

"Even me. She doesn't care."

Torunn's voice was dark and cold and scary. She was smirking evilly, pausing for dramatic effect and playing her part perfectly. Skye was positively freaked out.

"Hella doesn't care about petty human lives. She thinks she can dispose of you mortals as she wants. Because she can. She is the Goddess of Death."
"Your mother is the Goddess of War. Your father is the God of Thunder. What are you the Goddess of?"

Surprising question. The girl was smart. Torunn felt like she was going to let go of her act for a moment. But she shouldn't. Leo was the only one who wasn't afraid, disgusted or suspicious of her. Leo was the only one to see her as she really was.

"Why would I tell you? Because you know what is my power?"

"You are a shapeshifter."

"Yeah. I can be whoever I want to."

She changed her appearance to look like Skye. It was more and more scary and weird.

"You like it?"

Blood coated Torunn/Skye's hands, some ended on her cheeks.

"Is this how you want to be?"

"I am not a murderer."

"This is what you will be if you kill Grant. You won't be better than Hella or than me. You will kill for such a shallow motive… Even we don't do that."

"Shut up."

Torunn/Skye laughed. She was having fun with this one. It was Skye's laugh but twisted and dark and full of sarcasm. It gave them the creeps.

"You know, Skye, talking is the least I can do. Since I'm all restrained. Grant never said a word about you taking precautions. He said you were rather reckless."

"Shut up. You don't get to talk about him."

"Why? Because you still love him."

"I hate that man."

"You don't. How would it feel to hear yourself say it? Say, 'I still love Grant Ward. And I never stopped loving him.'

Skye's hand hit her double's face sharply. The slap resounded in the room. She was furious. How dared she? Torunn came back to her original form. She tried to touch her burning cheek but she couldn't. She could only move her hand up to the base of her neck. Leo bit his lip. It was unbelievable. He suppressed his laughter.

"How dare you, Midgardian mortal!"

"I'm the one in charge here. I decide when you shut up, and when you talk. I told you to shut up. You didn't."

Wow, kitty got claws. Both Leo behind the monitor and Torunn in the interrogation room were struck by the sudden anger of the girl. She was really really pissed off. Maybe the Asgardian shouldn't have talked about Grant. Skye called guards to have Torunn back into her cell.

"This is too much."

"You didn't deny it. You love him Skye. And he loves you like crazy. He would happily die for you."

"Shut up."

And the guards took Torunn away. Leo stood up and walked to the cell, meeting his friend at the door. He explained to the suspicious guards that he had to take her to the lab to do some examinations. She looked at him with a frown.

"C'mon." "Can you just…"

She gestured towards the cuffs at her wrists and feet.

"I'll take care of that in... the lab."

She sighed and followed him. She trusted him, but she didn't know what he was going to do. And that freaked her out. They arrived in the lab. She sat on a chair, looking slightly petrified. He smiled.

"Don't be scared. I'm just going to give you something back. But first…"

He uncuffed her, gently. It changed from the usual way the guards cuffed and uncuffed her. The metal hitting her skin. But now, it was gentle.

"Here you are…"

"Thanks… But, why am I here, really?"

She had that look saying 'I don't take any of your examination bullshit'.

"Cause I guessed you were bored down there."

She laughed. It was so sweet of him! He walked around his lab, picked a thing that looked like a bracelet. It was a circle of metal, smooth and shiny.

"What is that?"

"It's a device to keep you from doing big motions. So you don't need... cuffs anymore, but you can't kick or punch someone."

"Oh. Why?"

"I don't know. I figured out this could be useful. You know... If Coulson's ok, you could stay without... these."

He gestured reluctantly towards the cuffs. She smiled.

"And now, what?"

He put it around her wrist and she felt so weird dizziness. The unpleasant feeling eased off quickly. She didn't feel restrained at all so, after he undid the shackles at her feet, she tried a punch. It sent a small electric shock through her body. She yelped.

"What the Hell was that?"

"Electricity. That's a long story."

She sighed. It was still better than with the cuffs. Torunn stood up and stretched. It felt good to be a little freer. He watched her as she hopped on the table to sit and winced.

"Don't do that…" "What do I do then?"

She went back to the floor with a smile and started roaming around the room, pushing buttons. He was smiling too, she looked so curious and so suspicious sometimes.

"You… I don't know… Don't touch that!"

She did it. She pushed the button and water sprayed all over the holotable and the desk, and all over her too. She was soaking wet, coughing, hair and clothes drenched, and it was so hilarious. He burst out laughing. A couple of second later, she was laughing too. They went like that for minutes, until they were both holding their sides, abdominos on fire and completely out of breath. Her blonde plait was almost brown in color and the ugly prison outfit was completely doused. They didn't realize somebody was behind the door, listening to Fitz's laugh with an air of disbelieving. He hadn't laughed since the accident with the pod. And it was the crazy Asgardian psycho who made him happy.

Fitz felt good, for the first time in many many days. This girl was terrific in her own funny and twisted way, and he really liked that about her. He had seen her ease in interrogation, how she played Skye. She was used to it. He didn't know if he found i scary or fascinating. After all, his own ease with sciency stuff and guns' composition could seem scary for non-scientists. But she visibly didn't mind. He had a little smile. He couldn't wait to see her reaction at his 'gift' that was waiting in her cell...

"I hate her."

Tripp looked up to see his girlfriend, absolutely pissed off and with a murderous look. He sighed. He loved her, he really did, but sometimes the jealousy she had when a girl approached Fitz was annoying. And since the Asgardian was here, she was worst than ever.

"What did she do again, babe?"

"She is so nice with him! I am sure she is preparing something."

"She just can't be nice with somebody?"

"Have you seen her fight?"

"I actually was right next to her when she was fighting May."

She sat next to him on the couch and he put his arm around her shoulders. She kept rambling about that girl and Fitz, his name kept coming back into her speech.

"What do you think?"

"About what?"

"Did you even listen to me?"

She hissed, annoyed. Why was everybody so oblivious to the danger she represented? She was a goddess, with powers they didn't really understand. She was dangerous. All these people she had killed… How could they forget about it? Fitz had had troubles looking at her in the eyes after she had told him she had shot somebody. He hated troublemakers. How could he forget everything this girl had done that easily? How could he laugh with her, when she was free to move, free to kill him?

"Hey, of course I do! But, listen, Fitz is an adult, if he wants to talk with the girl, let him do it!"

"But she's dangerous!"

"That's not for you to judge who is good or bad for him…"

"You're the least supportive boyfriend I ever had!"

Tripp laughed. Jemma Simmons would be the death of him. He kissed her gently, just at the moment one agent entered the room. The woman coughed awkwardly and waited for Jemma to follow her. The scientist sighed, stood up and followed the agent to an office in the administration part of the Playground.

"First thing, I'm Agent 13 Sharon Carter, you can call me Carter or 13."

"Jemma Simmons. No idea what my number is."

"You don't have one."

Carter gestured for her to sat down. Simmons followed her command and sat in front of her, watching the woman pick up some papers from a stack of files on her right.

"Here. You have been assigned as medical back-up for a termination mission. I'll be your team leader. All you need to know is in this file. Read it, sign it, return it. Don't let anyone read it. It's classified matter. The Director trusts you with it."

Simmons opened the file. And stopped. The name written in front of the mention: target. A name she knew well. a name she had liked before everything changed. She had some kind of sad smile. How ironic. Her eyes drifted to the list of teammates. Sharon Carter. She blinked in acknowledgement. Lance Hunter and Barbara Morse. She had heard their names once or twice. Felix Blake and Gregory Pierce. Completely unknown to her. And the last spot was blank.

"We're still looking for a sixth one. A lot of agents knew him, and liked him. it's not easy to find people willing to kill ex-comrade."

"I see 5 names on the paper."

"Morse and Hunter didn't know him. They were assigned on this. I didn't know him either. Blake worked with him a couple of times. And Pierce has a long history with Ward."

Simmons smiled. She knew exactly who could be the one taking the last place. One really really angry young agent. With one hell of a broken heart.

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