A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated the last few days, I've been busy with other fanfictions and such. A fair warning, I might not update a lot during November because of NaNoWrimo which is basically you have a month to write a novel. It's fun. Anywho, enjoy!
The group sat in silence as Agent May drove through the small Russian town. To keep the façade of looking innocent, Lilith wore a dark purple, knee length dress, her long sleeves covered her hands, leaving only her finger tips visible, her long blonde hair pulled back into two braids. She scowled, arms crossed as she looked straight ahead.
"Wipe that smirk off your face Lilith. You have to look the part." Coulson said, looking at the girl in the back seat.
"But Uncle Phil, what was wrong with my jeans and sweatshirt?"
"Too suspicious. You're too young to understand now, but the sweatshirt has a SHIELD emblem on it. Would have been a dead give away." He explained, causing Lilith to sigh and look out the window, her eyes widening when she saw a man in a café window.
"Look!" She exclaimed, pointing at the man in the window behind the counter.
"No. We aren't getting food. We just had breakfast." May told her, looking at Lili in the rearview mirror.
"No! That guy in the window, the old man…he knew my Mama's Mommy and Daddy! According to Mommy, he knows everyone. Maybe he knows Marco." She piped up.
"I highly doubt it." May said.
Coulson glared at her.
"Stop the van." He ordered her, prompting her to listen as they both turned towards the others.
"You're actually taking what a five-year-old says into consideration?" Grant asked, raising an eye brow.
"Well, Lilith has a point. Imagine how many people stop at this café?"
"Who's going to go in with her?" Jemma asked.
Skye immediately perked up.
"I will!"
"No. Too dangerous." Grant said, looking at her with a stern gaze.
Skye rolled her eyes.
"Really? What's going to happen? He gives us some food?"
"She has a point." Fitz said.
Coulson sighed as he nodded towards the door, effectively ignoring everyone's protests.
Skye and Lili walked into the café, up to the old man behind the register, giving him warm smiles.
"Привет, как дела?" (Hello, how are you?) The man asked, returning a smile.
"Я здорово! Моя мама сказала, что ты знал всех в Москве." (I'm great! My Mama said you knew everyone in Moscow.) She answered, looking at him inquisitively.
"Твоя мать была бы правильной. Кто ваша мать?" (Your mother would be correct. Who is your mother?)
"Наташа Романова-Бартон. Она выросла здесь." (Natasha Romanoff Barton. She grew up here.)
"Natasha Romanoff," He started, his eyes widening in recognition.
"Natalia Romanova, Да, она была милой девушкой. После школы, прежде чем она пропала без вести после того, как ее семья не пострадал в результате пожара, она и ее сестра будет зайти." (Natalia Romanova. Yes, she was a sweet girl. Before her family was…hurt in that fire and she went missing, she and her sister would come by after school.) He explained somberly, looking at her with sad eyes.
"Ну, она в Нью-Йорке. Я получаю младшая сестра. Но Скай и Я пришел не для этого. Мы ищем плохой парень по имени Марко. Вы видели людей по имени Марко, ранее сегодня?" (Well, she's in New York now. I'm getting a baby sister in the summer. But Skye and I aren't here to talk about that. We're looking for a man named Marco. Did someone named Marco come by?)
"У Вас есть фотографии?" (Do you have a picture?)
Lilith nodded, allowing for Skye to take a picture of Marco out of her back pocket and hand it to him.
"Where'd you get a picture?" She asked, watching as the old man examined it.
"Social Networking. I also hacked into court and police databases and got it." She replied, giving a careless shrug of her shoulders.
"У меня, на самом деле. Такой вежливый молодой человек. Он был с двумя старшими мужчинами и тремя младшими мужчиной и женщиной. Они остановились на некоторый завтрак а затем отправился в воздушный порт пешком. Сказал что-то о поездке в концентрационный лагерь Бухенвальд. Он был заброшен после войны." (I have seen him actually. Such a polite young man. He was with two older men and three younger with a woman. The group stopped in for some breakfast and continued on foot, south towards the airport. Something about going to Buchenwald Concentration Camp. It was abandoned in Germany after the War.)
Lilith nodded as he handed her a peace of paper so she could write the translation of what was said for Skye and the others, being paranoid for a child. She turned back to the man and gave a brief thank you.
Once they got back into the van, she passed the sheet of paper to Coulson and May.
"That's in Weimar, Germany. Why did they switch plans to head there?" Simmons asked, looking at Fitz, confused.
"He must have known that we knew where he was. But what we don't know is where exactly Buchenwald is. It's in Weimar, but where?" Skye asked, shrugging.
"He's smart. One step ahead."
Lili suddenly had an idea and reached into Skye's jacket pocket, taking out her phone and ever so carefully taking it apart. The group didn't know what she had done until she took a small black object out of it and carefully reassembled it.
She was a smart little girl, there was no doubt about that as she held the object up.
Skye suddenly knew what it was, remembering how before she had been stabbed by one of Marco's guards, they had jumped out of the window, causing her to drop her phone in the building.
"When I dropped my phone…he put a chip in it so that he would know where we were heading and how to avoid us!" She exclaimed after Lili dropped it on the ground, allowing for Grant to step on it. Effectively crushing it.
Coulson smiled at his niece before turning back to them.
"Well, now we're one step ahead of them."
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