''Daisy!'' May exclaimed once she entered the closed room where the groaning was coming from. She had heard it from her room since she was always alert. Without a second thought, she yanked Daisy's arms and turned her around, away from the bleeding watchdog. Daisy faced May, a hint of sadness and hate rested on her face as a tear silently made her way down her cheek.
''What are you doing?'' May questioned, though much softer this time. May knew what Daisy was doing, though it was very unlikely that the watchdog would have cooperated. Daisy's voice was muffled by the sobs that were kept inside of her the whole time she was attacking the watchdog. May continued to stare at her, but then decided to pull Daisy in closer, she knew Daisy didn't like crying in front of people, but she had reached the edge.
''He-He wouldn't tell me where...'' Daisy said in between her sobs. A painful sigh escaped from May, she couldn't imagine what kind of pain the inhuman was feeling. Daisy buried her face deeper into May's shoulder whilst she continued to cry, then she felt May's warm arms warping around her back gently. It was comforting.
Her sobs died down slowly and silence filled the room once she finished. The watchdog hadn't moved an inch, except from his painful breathing. ''Daisy,'' May began, making the girl instantly lift her head up, ''Go to rest. You'll need it for tomorrow.'' She said, and without any hesitation, she left the dim room.
May paced around the table for a few moments, still not hearing a word from the watchdog she thought it was time to begin the conversation herself. ''So, you do realize that everything would've been easier if you just told her.'' May said and a short breath followed.
The watchdog managed to chuckle despite his horrendous appearance, ''you do realize that if I tell then whatever we want will just be thrown away.'' He said with pain in his voice, he wrapped his arm around his stomach and clutched it gently. Daisy did a good number on him.
''What is it that you want then?'' May questioned him cautiously while taking a chair and sitting down.
The watchdog shook his head, ''Information is not the biggest thing we want. The main thing we want is not yet to be revealed.'' He explained, making May more confused. With a few breaths, his eyes began flickering, and that was the only time May realized how terrible he actually looked. There were definitely a few broken bones on him. Then it hit May. They couldn't let him die, they were trying to get the information out of him one way or another.
She ran out of the room, closing the door behind her. ''Simmons!'' May exclaimed and the young scientist turned to her in confusion. May was surprised that the girl was still working. Fitz was there too, lifting his gaze up once he heard May calling the name of his Jemma.
''What is it?'' Jemma asked, taking her safety glasses off.
''We have a problem...'' May spoke quietly, so that the surrounding people in the lab couldn't hear, though there weren't many anyway. Jemma followed May out of the room whilst Fitz continued to stare at the laptop they brought back from the wooden cabin.
''What problem?'' Jemma asked again right before May opened the door to reveal the watchdog laying painfully on the ground, all the blood was still visible despite the dark lighting. ''Ohh...'' She then said silently, letting a sharp breath out, ''Now, that is a problem.'' Jemma admitted with her eyes wide, though she was getting used to seeing this. Her fingers pointed towards the aid kit that was fixed to the wall.
May nodded and brought her the kit.
''Can you see properly?'' Jemma questioned once she had received the aid kit and got much closer to the watchdog.
He rolled his eyes before answering, ''Yeah.'' Though he tried to hide the pain in his voice he failed miserably.
''Where does it hurt the most?'' She biochem asked and allowed her gaze to drift around his body, it was unsafe to touch him in such a state.
The watchdog spat out some more blood onto the already blood stained floor, ''Don't pretend like you care.''
Jemma sighed at his choice of wording, ''If you want to be helped then answer my questions.'' She simply said not bothering to hide her annoyance. He started laughing, and that instantly placed both of the SHIELD agents into a strange position. ''I don't want to be helped. Not by SHIELD anyway.'' He said with venom in his tone.
''So you would rather bleed to death than let me help you?'' She asked, earning a nod from him.
May sighed from behind them and walked towards the door, ''If he wants to bleed and die then let him.'' She spoke roughly, Jemma turned to face May who had a look on her face that indicated something. Jemma nodded and grabbed the kit, ''Right.'' She said before they both left the room, May locked it with a spare key that was resting in her pocket.
''What are you doing?'' Jemma asked quietly once the door behind her was locked.
''He'll realize that it was a mistake in an hour or so, then he'll let us patch him up.'' May explained and Jemma actually considered this.
''Okay.'' The biochem nodded with the aid kit tightly pressed against her stomach, ''I'll go and help Fitz now.''
A few hours had gone by in no time, May and Jemma went to check on the watchdog a few times, though he still refused to be helped. ''May, you should go and rest, the team will probably need you in action tomorrow anyway.'' Jemma said and swung her head to the side, motioning how hard Fitz was working on cracking the code on the laptop.
May nodded, ''Okay.'' She said as the feeling of tiredness traveled through her body, the wasn't usually tired, but today was an exception. Fitz sat across the laptop, his eyes slowly closing and re-opening at times as numbers, letters and symbols flashed in front of him. He was getting somewhere, yet he wasn't sure where. He wasn't sure if it would work, but hope was the one thing he was not letting go. Jemma approached him and her hands landed directly on his shoulders, sending a bunch of relaxing shivers through his body.
''Nothing yet?'' She asked.
He shook his head, ''No.'' Fitz replied with his typical Scottish accent that Jemma admired.
''I'll be back,'' Jemma said, remembering that she'd better go and check on the watchdog, she grabbed the aid kit and proceeded towards the interrogation room, she unlocked the door with the key May had left her and opened it. He was still laying on the floor, Jemma's eyes widened once he saw that his were tightly shut.
Dead. She thought but quickly brushed the thought away.
With a few steps, Jemma was right next to him, she began kneeling down to get a better look at him, ''Are you-'' She was suddenly cut off when the watchdog jumped up, tackling her to the hard ground. He was on top of her by the time she even had time to react, he placed his hand over her mouth tightly, preventing her from screaming.
''You bastard...'' Jemma heard a known voice say. May's voice. Her eyes saw a leg quickly passing her head and the watchdog was no longer on top of her. ''You okay?'' May asked whilst helping her back up. Jemma simply nodded, having received no injuries at all, ''I'm okay.''
The watchdog was laying there, groaning in pain when another pair of shoes joined the room.
''I've cracked the code!'' Fitz announced and turned away at the sight of blood on the floor. Jemma smiled at him.
''I got this, you two go. We'll tell Daisy and everyone else tomorrow, there isn't much we could do at this time.'' May said, they couldn't plan much with everyone not here.
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Daisy's eyes flickered open, she looked at her alarm clock which read 8:50. She didn't expect to fall asleep last night, but she somehow did. She put on her uniform and joined the rest of the team in Mace's office- which was almost Coulson's as they spent most of their time there. The team told her about everything they found on that laptop so far.
''Any leads?'' Daisy questioned, they all shook their heads, everyone except for Fitz and Mack who still continued to browse through the files in the laptop.
''Actually...'' Mack began, his voice slightly drifting away as he pushed himself closer to the laptop to get a better look, ''Think we've got something.'' He announced and everyone immediately turned their heads towards his voice.
''What?'' Coulson asked, approaching the laptop himself.
''I've found some encrypted messages,'' Fitz said as his eyes continued to sway from one side to the other, ''The watchdog that we have now talked to someone else, he messaged a guy named Matt Robinson, who works in a science facility, well, actually, he's the manager.'' Fitz said whilst reading whatever he found on the screen about the man named Matt.
''What does the message say?'' Daisy asked, she still had the slight fire of hope.
''Hold on...'' Fitz said, his fingers typing on the keyboard, by the time he opened the encrypted message the whole team was surrounding the laptop, ''Don't provide them with any intel, keep it silent, can't have SHIELD knowing what we want just yet.'' He read it out loud.
''Anythign else?'' May asked and Fitz opened another message.
''The inhuman girl is safe, as soon as SHIELD is willing to give us any information about the other inhuman's contact me.'' Fitz read it out loud again, Daisy could swear she could feel her heart skip a beat. They had her daughter and they were getting closer to finding her. Sienna was still safe according to the message and that sent relief to everyone.
Coulson cleared his throat, grabbing everyone's attention, ''We will give him a little visit. Two of you will go undercover, just long enough to find enough information to help get Sienna out of there.'' He announced and everyone looked at each other, debating who was the best to go undercover for this mission.
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