Hello again!

I know this chapter took forever to be uploaded, and it's very small so... disappointment on my part. I did have plan on where to take this story, but then all my ideas got jumbled together so I have to refigure it all out, and decided if its good enough to keep going.

Also, remember how I said Bonnie and her husband would be in ONE more chapter? I lied. They'll be in another later on. I do have a finalized plan for where they come in and I'm very pleased with it.

BUT for now, please enjoy this chapter:

"Have to admit, I didn't see that coming."

Coulson shrugged and commented to May, both being quietly led down the hall. May had instantly stepped forward to knock the gun out of Bonnie's hands, but Coulson had stopped her. Despite pulling a gun on them, the two were still old-timers.

Eventually they were at the bottom of the basement steps, with Mrs. Brand standing at the top, pointing the gun at them. "How many of you are in that ol' house?" she asked.

"Why do you need to know?" Coulson asked in return.

"Because if we don't pull them out before tonight, they ain't ever comin' out."

"What do you mean?" May said stepping forward.

"Don't ya'll get it yet?" Bonnie snapped, "That place, its haunted. Ever since those men killed Darry, bad things happen at night. It may look innocent, just run down during the day, but we've lived here so long, and we've seen so many 'accidents' that's what them police call them. Just accidents. Now you two stay here, and we'll be right back with your friends, then you can all go skippin' home."

Bonnie stepped back onto the main floor and slammed the door shut. "Just wait till they leave, then break the door down." Coulson said calmly.

Skye followed her SO down the stairwell and under the house, she paused as her glow-stick revealed markings on the wall. Suddenly excited, she peered at the carvings, feeling their shape with a brush of her hand. "Wow." She said quietly, "We should get FitzSimmons down here, they'd probably love this stuff." Looking up, she realized Ward had left her in the dark passage by herself, leaning forward she called out for her SO, "Ward?" she suddenly realized she was alone, in a dark creepy room under a house that two teenagers had probably died in.

"No." Grant said, making her jump and tighten her grip on her glow-stick, "It's not really their thing… archeology. Give them an 0-8-4 in it and they'll be drooling over it." Skye squeezed her eyes shut as she mentally cursed her Supervising Officer, "and stay close." Ward smiled softly.

Skye followed Grant deeper into the cellar, at the end of the hallway was a large, stone room. It was a cold room, and to her disappointment, a very empty room.

"Nothing here except a few pipes." Ward said about to turn around.

"I don't know…." Skye said slowly stepping forward, "Maybe theirs like a secret tunnel or something." She leaned down and peered up at the wall, trying to see something hidden like Indiana Jones.

"Come on." Ward sighed, "There's nothing here but the pipes." He repeated slowly.

A loud scream pierced the silence that hung in the room, together the agents ran back down the dark hallway and to the three steps of stairs just to see the heavy metal doors swing shut and block out any of the light.

"Did… did Jemma or Fitz just lock is in the cellar?" Skye asked, pointing at the doors. Ward glanced at her before glancing up at the doors, he stepped up the large stairs and pushed his hands against the metal doors.

The plates refused to move, "Yup, locked." He confirmed.

"Fitz! Open up!" Skye called up at the doors, praying it was just another stupid prank the scientists were trying to pull.

"Jemma!"

Ward jumped back down from the steps and fished around in his vest for a flashlight. "Oh, I got one." Skye offered, she pulled out another glow-stick after her first had died and shook the 3-inch long and 1 inch wide stick, it slowly sparked with neon light and glowed, lighting up her hand.

Silently, Ward pulled out his 6-inch long and 2-inch wide flashlight, flicking it on and illuminating the hallway. "Yours is bigger." Skye frowned.

"Let's not go there." Ward said with a soft smile as he turned back down the hallway, "I hope your 'hidden tunnel' theory was right."

Hope you liked it!

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