Fitz started banging on the metal door as if he was mad, he was very desperate to stop Dave from doing anything to Jemma again, though he couldn't. They were the ones in control. He continued to bang and kick it until his fists flushed a red color, every time he attempted to move his fingers pain radiated through his hand.
''Open the door right now!'' Fitz yelled again, kicking the door and somehow hoping that somebody will open up. His navy colored suit brushed against the wall as he slowly sat down, already giving up hope. The only thing that he knew was he was going to kill Dave if he even lays a finger on Jemma, his Jemma.
Suddenly, a sound of the door being unlocked invaded the dark room, it opened up, letting a good amount of light in. Fitz closed his eyes half way while he put a hand in front of his eyes which couldn't adjust to the sudden brightness.
''Stop that! They need to concentrate!'' The armed man said in a serious, yet annoyed tone.
Fitz stood up, his sore hands forming into fists behind his back, ''Not until you bring Jemma.'' He firmly said, making his point very clear. The armed bloke shook his head from side to side, implying that he had no control over this and that he obviously wasn't going to listen to his prisoner.
''Please...'' Fitz pleaded with a softer voice in attempts to knock some sense into the cold hearted man.
''Just shut up!'' The man ordered roughly, leaning against the door frame. His eyes locked in with Fitz's blue ones. Fitz drifted his gaze away from the man, hearing no other footsteps from the hall, he took this as a perfect opportunity.
He broke into a sprint towards the armed, well built man, tackling him to the ground with a loud thud.
''That was a mistake!'' The muscly guy yelled from below Fitz, who drew his arm back and delivered a good hit to the man's jaw. With that punch, Fitz managed to bust the man's lip, though he was fast to recover and threw Fitz off of him.
Fitz was sent sprawling across the floor, until his back hit the wall with a hard sound. He hissed under his breath, but it was too late for him to get up. The man grabbed the collar of Fitz's white shirt, lifting him off the floor, Fitz started making chocking sounds as the shirt dug deeper into his neck, preventing him from taking good breaths which gave him unpleasant memories. ''I said that was a mistake...'' The man repeated with a deadly tone, he spat out some blood onto the floor before taking out his taser which was tucked in his pocket.
The armed man pressed the button, bringing the taser to life, the sound of electricity echoed through the room as he pressed the taser into Fitz's side, making him yell out in pain. The guard let go of his collar and Fitz instantly crashed down onto the floor, shaking in pain. ''Try that again and I will do much more than that!'' He warned before closing and locking the door, leaving Fitz in the darkness again.
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''Landing in five!'' May announced from the cockpit, earning a nod form everyone in the quinjet.
Coulson sat beside Daisy, trying to convince her to stay put.
''I can't!'' She argued back, already securing her arm devices that protect her from her powers. Coulson sighed and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, Mace watched them both but quickly turned his attention elsewhere when Coulson's gaze landed on him. ''You have to stay here, you aren't completely recovered yet.'' Coulson said, still in hopes of convincing her to stay.
''I won't! You'll need me, plus, I made a promise.'' Daisy explained, already regretting doing so since she knew what Coulson was going to ask.
He turned to her, his face all puzzled. ''What promise?'' He asked with curiosity in his voice.
Daisy rolled her eyes slightly knowing that he wouldn't be okay with her promise. ''I promised...That I'd kill him with my bare hands if he touched Jemma.'' She finally admitted, Coulson started at her with an opened mouth, not expecting anything like that from Daisy. Though he did understand her, he knew where she was coming from, he wanted Dave dead too, though he knew that was against SHIELD's policy.
Mack turned to them, overhearing their conversation, he then turned to Mace and was glad that he didn't seem to listen.
Coulson took a silent breath in, wondering how he was going to respond to Daisy. ''Well make me another promise.'' He said calmly.
Daisy turned to him with a look of confusion, ''What?''
''That you won't get hurt or get out of control.'' Coulson replied with a serious look on his face. He already had two agents in potential danger, he couldn't risk another one, especially when they all felt like family to him. Daisy scrunched her nose slightly before nodding, agreeing to the promise, ''I'll do my best. Though Dave will get what he deserves.''
Coulson opened him mouth about to say something but May beat him to it, ''Prepare for landing!'' She announced from the front, Daisy buckled up again as her belt was slowly becoming lose around her. They landed in a small village where most houses were made out of white looking rock. May opened the door of the quinjet, allowing every one to exit the jet, she followed right after with her senses already on. Mack's gaze landed on the few shops ahead of them, dim lights flickered inside of them as the sun began to set.
Daisy held her laptop in her hands, ready to continue tracking since they didn't get the exact location last time.
''How far can they be?'' Mace asked while he walked up to her, his gaze never leaving the village in the distance.
She shook her head, eyeing her laptop once more, ''I don't know. Could be a few miles for all I know.'' She then proceeded to point at the screen of her laptop, a big red circle on the map lit up the area that they were in. The circle covered about a few miles, getting an exact location would almost sound impossible.
''We can't jut sit there and wait for another call.'' Daisy pointed out loudly, all faces turned to her.
Mack nodded behind her, his shoes grazing across the grass. ''I can walk to the village and ask if they've seen anything suspicious.'' He volunteered, earning a nod from Coulson and Mace.
''I'll go with him.'' Mace said, ''We won't make this too obvious.''
It was about twenty minutes since Mace and Mack left, they waited for the phone call but it never came, slowly, they began to lose hope and started thinking of another way to find their missing teammates.
A ring of a phone made Daisy relax slightly. Coulson looked at the phone while May glanced at him with a frown, ''Who is it?'' She asked loud enough for him to hear.
''Him.'' Coulson replied quickly, he switched to his confident voice right as he clicked the green button on the screen. Daisy gave him a thumbs up, motioning that she was ready to go. ''About time you called.'' Coulson said confidently with a fake grin on his face, though Dave couldn't see it, it still helped Coulson to play the little role more successfully.
''About time I found out if you agree with our little trade.'' Dave said from the other end, his tone sounded vicious yet very calm and confident at the same time.
Coulson rolled his eyes at Dave's wording, he then quickly glanced at Daisy to see how she was doing.
''Not yet...'' She mouthed to him without making a sound.
''Kind of hard to say...'' Coulson said right before he inhaled some air, he opened his mouth again, about to speak but he head shuffling and muffling from the other end of the phone that surely wasn't Daves.
''Kind of hard to say?'' Dave asked, it almost sounded like he was happy, then he spoke again, ''Well, I hope this really helps you make your minds up.'' Dave paused for a moment, the sounds of him silencing someone came from the phone, ''Shh, shh, love. Nobody will hear you anyway.'' Dave coldly said before a piercing scream came, making Coulson flinch in fear and anger. May scrunched her face at the sound, even she wasn't able to listen to the person who saved her life being tortured. Jemma was like family to them all, and know, they were listening to hear screams.
''Hurting our agents won't do you any good!'' Coulson exclaimed, ''Remember, we still have your family, so you might want to re-think your strategies.'' He explained in a threatening tone.
Dave sighed, though a hint of fear could be heard in his voice, ''Make your mind up, Agent Coulson.'' He said and then the signal was cut off. May and Coulson turned to Daisy, who was on the verge of tears from hearing her best friend scream again.
''Make that other call count.'' Daisy said through clenched teeth, hinting that she still wasn't able to trace it.
''Will that other call be good enough to track their location?'' May asked uncomfortably, pacing around the field in circles as she observed the territory.
''I'm not sure, just keep him talking for as long as possible. The next call should do it.'' Daisy replied, sucking in a deep breath to stop the threatening tears from escaping and burning her eyes.
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Dave motioned to the armed man to let go of Jemma, she instantly collapsed to the floor, groaning and gasping in pain. Fresh, red blood soaked her white shirt, she attempted to back up while holding one hand over her left shoulder where the blood was coming from.
Jemma placed her hand tightly over the hot, stinging wound, whimpering silently at her own actions. Dave dropped the hot knife to the floor which was still glowing slightly due to the heat it was put through. He saw a few tears roll down Jemma's cheeks as he stepped closer to her.
Dave grabbed her chin softly, cupping it. ''Sorry, love. I need my family back and I really did hope that you'd speed up that process.'' He said quietly, the armed man left the room and Dave soon followed, waving goodbye to Jemma who sat on the wooden floor in pain.
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