The room was filled with computers. Floor to ceiling, row upon row. While Skye was busy searching through the files on the computer for something important, Romanov was looking around the room. She found a table covered in technical drawings. She saw one for an electro-magnetic device. It could be what had been used to cause all of the tragic disasters over the world. Not wanting to leave it in unknown hands Romanov rolled it up and placed it in her jumpsuit.

"Oh my God! I've found it" She heard Skye whisper.

"A small circular object? Electro-magnetic?"

"Yeah. It's all here!"

"Download it, delete it and let's get out of here." Romanov told her. While Skye was busy doing that Romanov, deciding she didn't have time to go through the rest of the papers rolled them all up and wrapped the one she already had on her around them. She placed them all her jumpsuit. They were just about to leave when she noticed a file on the edge of the table. It was marked 'The Covenant', so for good measure she picked that up too.

"Coulson, you are telling me that we have a new threat who thinks it's funny to knock planes out of the sky?" Fury demanded over a video conferencing call.

"Yes, Sir. I am. We think they took us down because we were tracking them."

"How serious is this threat?"

"From the document Romanov took it seems like they want to destroy the world, Sir"

"Hmph. Romanov. I will deal with her later. I told her to take some downtime, not go chasing after some lunatic that wants to send us back to the stone ages."

"Director. For Romanov, that is downtime."

"If this is as serious as you say it is, you better keep her 'till we a have a handle on things."

"Yes, Sir." Coulson replied, shutting off the video call.

The Covenant file proved to be more valuable than Romanov realised. It didn't have locations or planned attacks, or even names of members, but it did have the outline of the group's activity and their agenda in it.

The plans she had acquired correlated with the data Skye had collected. From the information it seemed that only one device had been made, and seen as though Romanov and Skye had taken all or their instructions and calculations to make another, the team felt fairly certain that they only needed to find the one. Fitz and Simmons were having a field day with the plans. According to them the technology that was being presented was still a theoretical principal.

"Clearly it's no longer theoretical" Coulson told them. "This thing is bringing down planes, boats, totalling cars. It brought us down remember."

"We know. But the person who designed this is a genius"

"What are they doing?" Simmons asked, watching Ward and Romanov work out. They were performing martial arts moves, except they were side by side and moving slower than a snail.

"It looks like Tai Chi" Skye said.

"Isn't that furniture moving?" Fitz asked. Skye almost inhaled her drink laughing.

"That's Feng Shui" Simmons explained, as a light bulb in the workout room exploded.

Ward hadn't done Tai Chi for years. It was easier in pairs, or groups as you coordinated your movements to work together, therefore slowing each other down and relaxing the breathing rate. Romanov had suggested it to try and relax him. As they performed perfectly executed manoeuvres Ward felt a lot of tension leave his body. He felt his muscles relax for the first time in months. He was just starting to think he ought to do this more often when he caught sight of Skye watching him. He looked away as quick as he could without being obvious. He felt the guilt of hurting her rise to the surface again.

*BANG*

The light bulb exploded, spilling shattered glass everywhere, jolting Romanov out of the slow, methodical movements. It was at that point Ward realised something was bugging her too.