Chapter Eight (Tracked)

Coulson sighed as he led Ward and May back towards the Bus, "I cannot believe that there were no other clues at that warehouse other than the blood, her necklace, and that Centipede soldier." he griped.

Ward looked to the senior agent, "They really are trying to hide her, aren't they?" he asked. "We don't even know where this 'underground facility' could be."

After Coulson had updated Fitzsimmons, they continued searching the warehouse for any clues to where Skye could've been taken. But their search came up cold other than the soldier's words of 'underground facility' before he dropped dead to the ground. They gave up to head back to the Bus where they hoped that further searching could be done.

"Probably there can be something that can be tracked using the Bus' equipment." May added in. "Fitz will probably know what to do."

The three agents approached the open hangar door of the massive SHIELD plane. They went straight inside to the Holocom, which was where Fitzsimmons was at.

Fitz stood up at the sight of the three agents, "Did you find anything?" he asked.

Coulson shook his head, "No, nothing." he replied.

Fitz smiled, "Well we did." he bluffed.

Coulson frowned, "What?"

"Well we went ahead and monitored more Centipede activity and found a place where soldiers are being moved to. And get this, it's underground like the facility you told us about. So, just maybe, it's where they took Skye. It they want her that bad, they'll have plenty of soldiers guarding her." Fitz explained.

"Fitzsimmons are apparently ahead of the game." Ward stated.

Relief filled Coulson's mind, "Where is it?" he asked.

"Actually, it's not far from this location." Simmons replied. "But it's a state over. It's in Tennessee."

"Tennessee, great." Coulson said. He turned to May, "Melinda, set a course for the facility."

May nodded and got the coordinates from Fitz and headed up to the cockpit.

"Do you think that she's there?" Ward asked. "We came up cold last time."

"I really don't know." Coulson replied. "But it won't hurt to try and look."

Skye sat in the cold, steel silence still staring at the dried blood on her clothes. She remembered getting shot twice. But where was the wound? Her shoulder looked completely fine. The bullet had to slice through muscle, her scapula, and her clavicle, but she didn't know that.

She once again pulled down her shirt to look at her perfectly fine shoulder. 'What's going on?' she thought. 'I don't understand. Why do they want me? I'm nothing special. But the Clairvoyant seems to think so. Who is this guy?"

Her stomach growled. She hadn't had anything to eat in at least a day. And she doubted that Centipede would feed her anything worthy of calling food. It would probably be nothing but cold, gray mush.

Just then, the heavy steel door flung open. Skye looked up to see Quinn, once again, standing there with two soldiers. "What the hell do you want?" she hissed. "I've already told you that I have no damn idea what you are looking for."

Quinn forced a small smile through his anger, "I know that. But now the Clairvoyant wants to try a special method to get you to show me want he wants." he said.

"And what the hell is it?" Skye asked, wanting to escape.

Quinn smiled, "I can't tell you, but it's extra special." He turned to the soldiers, "Grab her."

The soldiers stormed in and grabbed her, once again, by the wrists. She fought back, kicking her legs into the soldiers. Her right foot planted itself into one of the soldiers' balls. He grimaced in pain but tightened his grip.

"Retaliation is futile." Quinn stated coldly. "Follow me." He went out the door, followed by the two soldiers who were dragging Skye along the concrete floor.

Author's Note: I don't own AoS, Marvel does. Sorry for the short wait. The team thinks that they have found the underground facility. Quinn has Skye drug off to who knows where to have who knows what done to her. What will happen next? Marvel's Agents of SHIELD will return in a chapter. Keep reading and please review! ~AwakeAndAliveSpartan.