Jemma closed her eyes when she detected a sound of leaves crushing underneath someone's boots. The footsteps were growing closer to her and she prayed that whoever was coming walked past. Her breath got lodged in her throat after the legs of a few people came into her view right in front of her face.

''We fucking lost her!'' An older sounding man yelled, he kicked the leaves from beneath him in anger.

A woman backed up, Jemma could hear her breathing heavily. ''Well if it wasn't for your slow walking then maybe we could've got to her. Aida won't be happy about this.'' The woman said, placing her long riffle next to her leg as she rested it on the floor.

The man sighed and groaned before turning himself to the woman, ''We aren't leaving this forest until she's found. Aida paid us for this, we better complete the damn job and be over with it.'' The man said before another pair of feet entered Jemma's view.

''I got her, she's dead! The inhuman is dead.'' The man said proudly as if it was the best thing he had ever achieved. Jemma almost let out a loud gasp, with wide eyes she clamped her hand over her mouth tightly as tears began forming in her hazel eyes. She shook her head, her hand still tightly pressed to her lips.

She couldn't be dead... there was no way.

''Good job,'' The woman praised him, ''But we've lost the other one.'' She admitted and Jemma saw her legs shifting uncomfortably. She couldn't see their faces as she was laying in an empty tree trunk, but she imagined the man with an angry look.

''We'll find her. She can't be far.'' He said and they all walked off.

''Daisy...'' Jemma whispered to herself, her shirt was slowly getting soaked by her own tears, ''Not Daisy...''

Her free hand wiped away the tears that blurred her vision, she slowly lifted herself up from the empty tree trunk and looked around, seeing nobody there she crawled her way out of there and limped further into the woods towards the direction where the man that informed them of Daisy's death came from.

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Ward gripped the pistol tighter to his chest, ''You can leave me be and I'll let you live.'' He said, trying to sound confident but he heard someone let out a laugh.

''You versus all of us?'' The armed bloke asked in a humorous manner, ''That's a bad choice.''

Just when they were expecting it least, Ward crouched behind the tree that he was hiding and took a few shots, taking out one of the armed men.

''A bad choice is you having no cover!'' Ward yelled as fire broke out, before taking cover again, he managed to see all of the men retreating behind anything that was closest to them. He stuck his head out to the side and took another couple of shots only to be met with a huge amount of bullets that all sprayed towards him. Ward cursed under his breath, sinking behind the thick, big tree. From this moment, he knew he was pinned down.

''Come out, drop your weapon and it doesn't have to end this way.'' Someone else yelled in a deep voice. He wasn't going to believe it. Ward knew that the second he came out from the cover, he'd be laying dead on the ground. He remained silent, knowing that there was no possible way from him to get out with all those weapons raised at him.

Just then, Ward saw a familiar figure in the distance. It was Simmons. ''Stay away.'' Ward mouthed to her without making a sound, but she continued to get closer, not seeing his face in the darkness. Ward wanted to yell for her to get away, but that would attract the attention of the armed people.

Jemma observed the sight, she was Ward waving to her and she knew what it meant. He wanted her to stay out of this, but she couldn't, not when his life was in danger. As quietly as she could, Jemma continued to walk closer to the armed people not too far from her. She picked up a dirty rock from beneath her feet and threw it towards them as a distraction.

''What was that?'' A dark haired female asked, holding a rifle up to her eye in attempts to aim towards whatever sound she heard.

''Forget it, we take him out first and then we kill the British girl.'' The more experienced man explained with a roll of his eyes. He reached for his belt and pulled out a grenade, ''Should've used this a long time ago.'' He said, Jemma stood there wide-eyed once she saw the deadly grenade.

''I'm here!'' Jemma yelled loudly before the man could pull of the pin. He stopped, just like she thought. Ward's heart sank to the bottom of his chest.

''What are you doing?'' He yelled loudly to her over the gun fire that broke out in front of him. She was saving his life, they both knew that.

''Get her!'' The same man with the grenade in his hands ordered, sending at least three people after her. Jemma swallowed down her fear and broke off into a sprint further into the woods to draw them away from Ward, who was still hiding behind the tree.

He had three men to take down now, making his task easier. Maybe he was going to get out of this one alive...

Ward thanked the brave scientist in his head before gripping his pistol tightly, he rolled from behind the tree into the open, bullets of all sorts flew towards him, all missing. He took a couple of shots towards them, hitting at least one man in the leg. The armed bloke crumpled to the floor in front of his eyes.

With the grenade still in his hands, the man finally pulled the pin...

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She didn't do it for Ward only, Jemma did it for Fitz too, she had to get him out of here alive...

''Just fucking shoot her!'' The woman yelled before taking a few shots from behind the scientist, who was running clumsily across the misshaped terrain. Tripping over a big root of a tree that was sticking out from the ground, Jemma rolled a few meters before coming to a stop. She turned her head behind her to take a look where the people chasing her where. Jemma regretted that decision as she saw three pairs of boots all around her.

The woman lifted up her gun, aiming it right at Jemma's head, ''Don't worry,'' She said with a grin that Jemma was able to see in the dark, ''I'll make it painless for you.''

Just as the woman was about to pull the trigger with the other two men watching, a crunch came from behind her. The armed people who Aida hired all turned around at the same time before a weak voice that Jemma knew came.

''Jemma, Move!'' The voice yelled with all its might, though it still remained weak. Jemma didn't even have time to look at the battered face that stood in front of the armed group. She rolled away, just like instructed before seeing the bodies and rifles flying across the terrain into trees and rocks. She was saved.

''Daisy...'' Jemma whispered whilst sitting up, she knew that voice, it was Daisy. She wasn't dead. Daisy collapsed to the ground with a painful groan, all the blood on her face and the dizziness was enough to make her senses go vary. ''Daisy!'' The you scientist yelled and scrambled herself up to the bloody figure.

''Oh, God...'' She let out a breath before placing Daisy's head on her legs, ''I though you were dead.''

Daisy couldn't help but smile despite the condition she was in, ''I thought you were dead too a few days ago...''

Jemma stared with her eyes wide at the injuries on Daisy's face, she bit her lip nervously when she realized that Daisy probably hurt herself even more while using her powers to save her. ''You shouldn't have done that...'' She whispered whilst looking at the frail body leaning on her thighs.

Daisy smiled again, ''I couldn't let you die...'' Dots started invading her vision, making everything in front of her slurry like a painting. Just by looking at the girl, Jemma could see a few broken bones on her face, then her fingers...

This was bad. But she was alive. ''You need to stay awake..'' Jemma said whilst stroking the girl's hair. Daisy nodded, but the pain was doing too much to her conscious state, she wanted to sleep and not to feel it anymore. Jemma gently wrapped her hands around Daisy's arms in attempts to get her up. If they wanted to stay alive they needed to move and get help.

''I can do it myself, I can walk...'' Daisy said weakly, using on hand to support herself she sat up before falling back onto Jemma with a pained groan. ''Sorry...'' She said apologetically before closing her eyes when she couldn't bare it anymore.

''Daisy, no!''

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Ward cursed under his breath when the grenade rolled under his feet, he dove for the tree before grabbing Fitz, who was still unconscious. With Fitz in his arms, Ward made a run for it, the grenade blew up only a few meters away from Ward.

The smoke that was released gave him enough cover and time to run towards anything he could. Gunshots broke out from behind him, but they were all too far and too inaccurate to hit him. Just then, he saw two figures on the ground, both familiar.

''Daisy!'' Ward yelled once he saw her not moving whatsoever.

Simmons was shaking with teary eyes.

''Is she-?'' Ward couldn't finish before being cut off by her.

''No.'' Simmons said, calming him down, ''She's in a really bad state and lost a lot of blood, we need to get her help immediately.'' She said and turned to Fitz.

''He's okay, moved a few times but didn't wake up.'' Ward said, knowing what she was going to ask. He placed Fitz down onto the dirty ground once he heard him let out a weird noise. ''Let me see Skye- Daisy.'' He corrected himself before taking her head into his own lap.

Simmons approached Fitz with a hopeful look and placed his head onto her lap for support. ''Fitz you need to wake up!'' She exclaimed and held back the urge to shake him. Simmons couldn't feel happy, not yet, not when Daisy was in such state.

''What?'' Fitz mumbled and barely opened his eyes. Simmons wrapped her arms around him, embracing him in a warm hug.

''Oh, Fitz.'' She said, not letting go.

Fitz heart stammered in his chest, he knew that voice...but he didn't hear it for five years... ''Jemma?'' He questioningly asked and his voice quivered as he pulled back.

''Yes!'' She exclaimed, hugging him again before placing a kiss on his forehead. Fitz was starring at her in awe with an open mouth. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder because he din't believe she was real...His other hand went on her other shoulder. He could feel her.

''Jemma?'' He asked again with tears in his eyes.

''It's me, Fitz. It's really me!'' She said with tears forming in her own hazel eyes. With his heart beating at an alarming rate he hugged her tightly and didn't want to let go... He remembered the last time he hugged her at the bottom of that pod when she sacrificed herself for him...

''How are you...'' Fitz couldn't muster another word as pure shock entered his veins.

''Alive?'' Simmons finished for him, ''It's a long story and I'll explain it all later,'' She said giving him another hug and squeezing his shoulder gently, ''But, now I need your help.'' She said and turned to Daisy.

I feel like this chapter was full of action.

PLEASE READ: I won't be at home for a week as I'm going back to Lithuania to visit my family (Yep, English isn't my first language so forgive me for any mistake) So I won't have any time to update this story... I'm really sorry about this but please review and continue to read when I come back.

I'll be introducing SOMEONE FROM THE TEAM in the next chapter! :) Please share your opinions on this story with me :)

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