"Skye, what's happening?", Fitz asked as he walked into the briefing area carrying a bunch of wires.

"Long story short- My dad and I have enough evidence to believe that Thomas Nash wasn't the actual Clairvoyant. We believe that the real Clairvoyant is a high level S.H.I.E.L.D agent."

"Ok... Then what are we trying to do."

"Someone at the hub controlling our plane. We have to hack the system and regain access to the control panel."

"The hub? Simmons. She's at the hub."

After that Coulson rushed through the room carrying May in his arms.

"Woah woah woah. What happened?"

"She hit her head when the plane shifted. It's pretty bad."

"Do you need help?"

"No I got it. We have about two hours until we get to the hub. Focus on that. Garrett's on his way."

Coulson laid May down on the bed in the med-pod. She was starting to wake up. And being as stubborn as she was, she didn't want to stay there.

"Stay here. We'll get you some help when we figure this out."

"No... Phil I'll be fine I can help."

"Melinda you're staying here. I can't lose you. Ok? Just lay down, relax."

"Ok. I love you."

"I love you."

Skye figured that trying to regain control of the plane was useless. But there was something coming in on all the S.H.I.E.L.D computers.

"It's a simple message repeated. Semantic coding. I needed to find the mnemonic key. It should only take me a minute more to decipher.", Skye said as Coulson walked in, "How's mom."

"She'll be fine."

Garrett climbed down from the Quinjet looking very confused.

"Can I ask the obvious question? What the hell?!"

"We don't know. We don't even know where our plane is headed."

"Oh I saw your trajectory. You're being tractor beamed straight to the Hub. Those drones were locked out of there for sure."

"Victoria Hand."

"What about her, Coulson?"

"The Clairvoyant? You think Victoria Hand is the Clairvoyant?"

"I thought Ward capped that guy."

"I don't believe the man Ward killed was the Clairvoyant. I think he was an unwitting decoy. Meant to end our investigation."

"That's a lot of trouble to go through for a red herring don't you think?"

"Because the Clairvoyant is a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. Using high-level clearance to stay ahead of us, make it seem like she's got psychic abilities.

"'She'? You think Victoria Hand is the Clairvoyant? I don't mean to pee in the punch bowl, but that doesn't make a lot of sense. I was stationed with Vic in Lisbon. She's a hard ass and a buzz kill at parties, I grant you, but do you really think she's capable of that?"

"Excuse me didn't she just try to blow you out of the sky?"

"Don't get me wrong- she's definitely gone nuts, but her actions prove she's not the Clairvoyant, right? I mean if she's been hiding in plane sight all this time... Why reveal herself now?"

Almost immediately after he said that sentence the code on the monitor started to come together.

Out of the shadows, into the light.

The letters paused and deleted. Then a new code started to come together.

Hydra.

They were dealing with Hydra. Victoria Hand was the Clairvoyant and she was Hydra. She was also controlling their plane. Once they land at the hub, every agent working for her was going to try to kill them.

"Ok stop.", Fitz was getting overwhelmed with all this information, "What does that mean? In S.H.I.E.L.D?"

"Targeting level 8 agents. Wonder how deep this goes."

"The signal is every where. Deep."

"Do you know what this means?"

"We're screwed."

"We can't change course. And we have no idea what's waiting for us at the hub."

"The hub.", Fitz said.

"I say we blow a hole in this puppy and parachute out. Live to fight another day."

"We can't."

"It's a cherry ride I'll give you that, but let's not just hand over the keys."

"Simmons is at the hub. We have to save her."

"Oh crap, yeah. Trips there too. I don't mind saying I don't like the odds on this one. "We should get Ward out of the cage. We can use every weapon we can get."

"I can fight.", May said as she walked into the room.

"Melinda-"

"Phil, don't protect me. I can do this."

"Ok let's go."

A little while later they landed at the hub. Before they even touched the ground, agents started shooting at the plane. Fitz wired the cargo hold to stay shut but that was only going to hold for a a couple hours.

Skye was busy trying to scrub the plane's memory system. They figured that since Hydra didn't blow up the plane that they wanted to take over it. The team did their best to fight off anyone coming in but eventually they did. But of course they prepared for this.

Fitz designed a sort of laser that was able to cut through the strongest material. They cut a hole in the plane and made it into the vents of the hub. It was Coulson, May, Skye, Ward, Fitz and Garrett against Hand and all of her agents.

"All right. Here's where we split. Skye and Ward?"

"Heading to the nerve center."

"Disable their systems, and most importantly their control of our plane."

"Yes sir."

The two of them started to walk away when Coulson grabbed Wards arm.

"Protect her Ward."

"With my life, sir."

"What about us, Phil?"

"I have a plan.", he said handing a pair of handcuffs to May. "Garret's gonna pretend that he arrested us. He'll take us to a control room where we'll take over.

So that's what they did. And for the first time that day, something they did actually worked.

Skye and Ward managed to get into the janitors closet next to the nerve center. The only problem was the hallway between the two rooms were crawling with agents.

"Damn."

"The processing center is at the end of that hall."

"Give me your ICER."

"What are you gonna do?"

"Pave the way for you."

"Theres like a hundred guys out there."

"Twelve. Level five foot soldiers basic armor package, and no other way through. The others are depending on us."

"But it's suicide."

"Not if I don't die."

"Grant. Stop playing I'm serious. Don't go out there you'll die."

"Maybe I deserve to."

"Woah. Stop. Grant."

"I killed and innocent man, Skye."

"You didn't know. You thought you were doing the right thing. You thought he was going to-"

"To hurt you. Coulson's always saying that I have to protect you. And when I try to I can't even do that."

"Grant-"

"Just let me do this. For you."

She handed him her ICER.

"Skye, if we make it out of this maybe we can go see a baseball game or something. Be... normal for a change."

"When we make it out of this- yes. Let's have an normal date."

He leant down and gave her the best kiss he could in case it was their last.

"Lock the door behind me."

After a few minutes of hearing loud punching and grunting Skye finally heard footsteps walking towards her door. She didn't know if it was Ward or someone else. All she could do was wait for them to come in. Luckily it was Ward, she let out a side of relief.

"We are going to have a hard time being trying to be normal, aren't we?"

"Definitely. You ready to hack the system?"

She opened her backpack and reviled a bunch of explosives.

"Who said anything about hacking?"

Coulson, May, Fitz and Garrett took control of a surveillance room where they could see where everyone is in the base. Garrett spotted Hand and her men.

"There. Agent Hand. Outside the East wing situation room."

"Is Simmons there? We don't move until we find Simmons."

"I'll say it again. Best bet to save her use the ventilation system to get above the sit room. Drop down using Fitz's sweet, little mouse hole, and put two bullets through Victoria Hand's heart."

"Without questioning?"

"Questioning what? Whether she wants to kill us fast or slow?"

"Last time we did that we shot the wrong man."

"Because he wanted us to! Phil, this is a battle for S.H.I.E.L.D's soul, and we're on the front lines. History will remember us this day."

"Thats right. Its for S.H.I.E.L.D's soul and murder without consideration is a sure-"

"'Consideration?' Consider this: She had one of my men killed with a bomb rigged to his gas pedal. The other two were floating in the hotel pool and they weren't doing the backstroke."

"But we can just as easily ice her."

"You don't put someone like that on ice. She had Skye shot in the stomach- in the stomach! Because she was curious. Mike peterson burned alive and turned into some kind of freak. She tortured, you using the same machine she used to brainwash that bitch in the flower dress. And right now she's probably doing the same to agent Simmons. Oh, I've considered it plenty, my friend."

"Simmons will be fine.", Fitz corrected.

"Just being realistic, kid."

May could tell Coulson stopped listening to Garrett a long time ago. He had a look on his face that she could tell he just discovered something horrible.

"I never mentioned that.", Coulson said.

"I'm telling you, killing her quick would be a mercy."

"I never said Raina had been inside the machine. I never told that to anybody."

"I must've read it in a report then."

"You weren't with us."

"The point is, how many more have to suffer before Vic gets hers?"

"You showed up right after."

"What are you driving at?"

"After Skye was shot. Quinn said it was so I could lead the Clairvoyant to the cure. That's exactly what I did. I walked you right in there with me."

May and Fitz caught on to what he was saying.

"Phil, look, it's been a rough day. I get it. Just you need to take a second and-", there was no going back. He was made ,"Damn it."

After that Hand and her men came in. They had been listening and they took in Garrett and all the other Hydra agents and Coulson's team was all back together.

Skye and Ward walked up to the team in the hallway where all the hydra agents were being escorted out.

Then, Ward sees Garrett turn the corner with handcuffs and two guards at his sides.

"What the hell!? I trusted you!", Trip yelled.

Ward just looked like he was in complete shock.

"Coulson, what's happening?"

Coulson brought Ward to the side for a private conversation.

"Ward, Garrett was the Clairvoyant."

"No."

"I know this is hard. He was my friend too."

Ward just continued to try to process it.''

"And I'll find agent Garrett the smallest, darkest cell in the ice box.", Hand said to Coulson.

"I'd like to turn the key on that cell myself… If you don't mind, sir. He was my S.O I feel I… I should have known. It was my duty to-"

"No one knew. I didn't know. That's how I beat us. By being a friend."

"I spent years with that bastard. Looked up to him. I want to see him suffer."

"Don't mind the company, and I can always use a man of your skills."

Hand, Ward and some other agents took Garrett onto a jet to take him to the fridge. It was just them on the jet, with no one on the ground looking out for them.

"Course is locked, ma'am.", an agent said as he walked out of the cockpit.

"Good.", she stood up in front of Garrett, "He's not telling stories now, is he? You know what I'm thinking agent Garrett? I'm thinking the ice box at the fridge is a little too comfortable for you. Maybe we should put you a little deeper underground. What do you think agent Ward? You shot the wrong clairvoyant before. Care to shoot the right one?"

Ward looked at Garrett. He looked at him long and hard to make his decision. He finally stood up and took out his gun. He cocked his gun and pointed it at Garrett. Hand had a smile on her face. But to her surprise, Ward shot the two agents next to Garrett.

"What are you-"

Then, Ward shot hand in the gut. She fell to the floor and he shot her four more times in the face.

"Nice job, son."

Garrett walked into the cockpit to change the course. Ward sat down in his chair and covered his face with his hands.

All he could think about was Skye. He couldn't help but think of what this means for their relationship. He loved her, he really did- but could she see past him being HYDRA?

Grant Ward is HYDRA! I thought about both scenarios (Hydra Ward and not hydra Ward) and I felt this was the way to go. But if anyone would like me to make a fic where he isn't hydra just let me know.

Questions, comments and suggestions are encouraged. Thanks for reading:)