Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel's Agents of SHIELD. I own Alex and any other characters I may come up with while writing.

A/N: A quick thank you to all who favourited/followed, I appreciate it and hope you continue to like this story.

Not sure what I can say about this chapter, just that it's from Alex's POV and we learn a little bit about her and see her interact with Coulson.

Hope you enjoy and see you next chapter.

Updated: March 14, 2015

The Hacker and The Beast

Chapter 2

The Reason Your Here

Alex's POV

Unbuckling myself from the seat after we have reached the right altitude and stand up. I'm not the biggest fan of flying, but this plane is better then commercial flying or any jet I have been on. It helps that it's not a cramped compartment or has a screaming baby two rows back. Even this black room they put me in is not so bad, even has a bed and a table. Really know how to make a girl feel welcome. I think, taking a seat on the bed and bounce a few times to test it out. Not the mattress I have at HQ, but it will do. I think, scooting up on the bed to lean against the wall and just patiently wait.

When Assistant Director Hill came to the room I'm kept in at HQ, I knew it was for something other then what I'm usually gotten for. I was proven right when she informed me I will be assisting a team on a mission and that I will be transported immediately to meet them. That's all the details I got and five minutes later I was being lead out of HQ in the special cuffs they have to a waiting van. On my journey to where ever I was being taken too, I wondered how much freedom I would get with this team and what sort of mission it was that they needed my assists on. If I did a good job on this mission, maybe I would get more privileges around HQ.

I was surprisingly happy to see Agent Coulson standing with a stoned faced women waiting for me. It had been a year and half since I last saw him and wondered why he hadn't come around. I knew better then to ask about him, as they wouldn't give me an answer. The agent Coulson was standing with seemed nice enough and didn't seem to bother my wolf side. It took everything I had to rear my wolf side in when I saw Agent Ward standing there with his arms crossed looking unhappy, which made me a bit happy that I was the cause. The other two agent's, who I'm guessing are actually scientists, seem alright as well. Simmons was beautiful and wouldn't mind her running tests on me. I was surprised at the reaction my wolf side had when my eyes met Skye's brown ones. It howled, a happy sounding howl and not the pained or aggressive one I'm use too. The wolf part of me was fighting against the cage I keep it in, wanting to be near her and keep her safe. I knew instantly what that meant and I'm still not sure I like it.

The door opening brings me out of my conflicting thoughts about this Skye girl. I look to see Coulson standing in the door with a plate of what smells like oatmeal cookies and a bottle of water. He walks over to where I'm on the bed and holds them out for me to take with a barely there smile on his face. I tense up as I reach for the plate and the bottle, my sense of smell picking up citrus shampoo. Darting my eyes over to the door, I see Skye standing by the now closed door with a tablet clutched close to her chest. I was so focused on Coulson I hadn't notice she followed him into the room. Why is she here? I ask myself as I stare at her standing by the door, not bothered by me staring at her.

"Oatmeal, your favourite." Coulson says bringing me out of my staring. I shake myself and grab the plate and water from him with a grateful smile, leaning back against the wall. I don't like the look in his eye, as if he knows something has changed, but doesn't know what it is yet. He walks over to the table and pulls out the chair and drags it over in front of the bed to sit down on.

"Oatmeal is only my favourite because I can't eat chocolate." I say, placing the plate in my lap and picking one up to eat. I take a small bite to make sure there good, before taking a larger bite.

"Why can't you eat chocolate?" Skye asks, she has moved to seat on the table now. Even her voice is beautiful. I think while swallowing my bite of cookie.

"It bothers me, which sucks because I loved chocolate." I answer before taking another large bite of cookie. Skye looks like she still doesn't understand, but doesn't question further.

"How are you, Alex?" Coulson asks, looking me up and down to make sure nothing is wrong. He's the only person when I was brought in that I didn't sense fear from and the more time we spent together, the more Coulson seemed to care about my well being.

"I'm good as I can be. How are you?" I answer truthfully with a shrug of my shoulders. Not sure how one is suppose to feel being held by a top secret organization, but I have to say S.H.I.E.L.D. is better then the last one by far. I see the hint of surprise in his eyes at my reply as the time he was around it was difficult to get me to speak.

"I'm good, been busy." He answers, giving me a rare smile from him. "You look healthier then the last time I saw you." He comments looking me over again, anyone else and I would find it creepy.

"That happens when you get three meals a day, along with regular activity." I say, picking up the bottle of water and uncapping it, taking a sip. I look over at Skye and she is looking at both of us with complete interest. "Not that I'm not enjoying catching up with you, Coulson. Are you going to tell me why I was brought here?" I ask, picking up another cookie to eat. I watch him as I take a bite of cookie, holding out his hand for Skye to pass him the tablet.

"The short version is there have been a number of killings in Denver. The M.E. there has ruled them all animal attacks, canine attacks to be exact. The last killing was caught on video, which is the reason why S.H.I.E.L.D. is interested and you were brought on. Take a look." He explains and hands me the tablet to watch the video. I grab the tablet from him with my cookie free hand and lean back to watch the last killing. I quickly learn why I was brought here and I look up at Coulson with narrowed eyes.

"He's like me." I state, tossing the tablet near the end of the bed. Coulson just nods his head and looks at me with that look I can never decipher what it actually means. "He's like me and thats why I'm here. To help you track him down, right?" I ask, though it's more stating the obvious.

"Yes, A.D. Hill felt you would be a great asset in helping track him down." Coulson says, not fazed at all by reaction.

"What are your orders for when you actually find him?" I ask, gesturing to the tablet which still has the video up where I paused it.

"Capture and contain, like you." Coulson says. My wolf bristles at the news, not liking that plan one bit and I have to agree with it.

"How do you plan on doing that?" I ask, remembering what happened when I was brought in. That didn't go well and it was a fair number of highly trained agents. From what I can tell the only ones that are trained are three out of the six members, not enough if you include me.

"We have a gun that fires a bullet filled with dendrotoxin filled capsules." Couslon tells me and I scrunch up my face in confusion. "It's a powerful sedative that reacts almost instantly upon impact." He explains and I nod my head, a little impressed.

"That should do it." I say, reaching for the tablet again and press play on the video. I watch it fully again, taking in every detail that I can. Something about this guy, I can tell from the build, doesn't sit well with me and my wolf agrees. "Their male, by the way." I tell them, showing them the pause video of the guy before he exits the frame.

"I figured it was, but with the large hoodie and hood covering the facial features, it was hard to tell." Coulson says, nodding his head a little. "Could it be someone from when you were there?" He asks referring to the Facility, what I call where I was. I just shrug my shoulders my mouth full of cookie at the moment.

"It's hard to tell but I wouldn't bet on it," I state after I have swallowed the mouthful of cookie. "If it is, then I"m not so special anymore." I say in a joking tone. Skye scrunches up her face in confusion, which I shouldn't fine adorable but do.

"You sound sure it's not." Coulson says, crossing his arms and leaning back in the chair.

"I sound sure because I am sure," I say firmly and with a hard look. "Subjects tend to have a sort life expectance where we were. Most couldn't handle the change or lost control of the animal side and had to be put down." I tell him, taking a sip of water, my throat become dry all of sudden.

"You have never mentioned this before." Coulson states after a few minutes of silence. Skye looking at me with concern in her eyes.

"No one ever asked." I reply bitterly, fiddling with the half eaten cookie in my hand before tossing it on the plate next to me with the other three still there.

"You haven't lost control and have handled the change." Coulson observes, changing the topic a bit.

"Apparently I'm special." I say sarcastically, not liking this topic very much either. That's what the people at the Facility called me, special, because I haven't lost control like their other subjects have before or after me. To them I am their perfect subject, a success, their prized possession. "What kind of restrictions will I have in helping you track this guy down?" I ask, bringing us back to the reason why I'm here.

"You won't be cuffed, but will have Agent May with you at all times." Coulson answers and gets up from the chair, sensing our conversation is over. "I was given the controls for the chip in your shoulder, as a safety measure only." He adds, putting the chair back at the table. Skye looks to him with a confused look at what he is talking about but he just ignores her.

"Sounds good." I say, picking up the half eaten cookie again. "Your tablet, Skye." I say with a mouth full of cookie, holding out the tablet for her to take back. Coulson frowns at my manners, but Skye looks amused and trying to hold back giggle.

"You can hold on to it for now. Look over the crime scene photos, medical reports and video again." Coulson answers, standing by the door with Skye.

"And I lost my appetite again." I mumble putting down the cookie I was about to take another bite from. This does get a giggle from Skye and my wolf side wags it's tail in happiness at making her giggle.

"We'll be landing in an hour and a half. Do you have questions before I leave?" He asks, opening the door to get out.

"What do I do if I have to use the bathroom?" I ask seriously, unless their is a hidden bathroom in here I haven't notice.

"Someone will me monitoring you on the video feed, just say you have to go and May will come escort you." Coulson answers, motioning for a smirking Skye to exit the room ahead of him.

"Thats not creepy at all." I mutter quietly, picking up the tablet again to start looking through everything before we land.

"It's good to see you, Alex." Coulson says, giving me a rare smile again. I look up at him and give him a small smile in return, not as comfortable with him as I am with Maria or Natasha.

'Good to see you too, Coulson." I say in return. He gives me a nod before exiting the room and closing the door behind him. Seconds later I hear a loud thunking sound and I quickly realize they secured the room I'm in.Like I could go anywhere while on a plane. I think shaking my head and getting back to the task at hand.

For the next forty five minutes I look through all the crime scene photos and read over the reports. The necks of the victim are complete torn to shreds by animal claws. Some also have claw marks on there bodies, one of them so deep that you could see inside his body. For some reason, our nails grow quickly and have a bit of a point to them. They also are very strong and don't break easily. It's why I keep my nails very short and make sure they don't get to long.

I watch the video a few more times, trying to see if I can pick up anything that will be helpful in tracking this guy down. It's not hard to understand why the M.E. ruled the attacks to be canine, because all the evidence points in that direction. The other three killings could have been, but the video evidence of the last one clearly shows a human figure. I sigh, placing the tablet in my lab and rubbing my eyes in exhaustion. Getting up from the bed, I walk over to the table and place the plate and bottle down on it, both now empty, along with the tablet that I tucked under my arm. Sitting back on the bed, I untie my boots to take them off. I swing my legs up on the bed once they are off and lay down on the bed.

I decide to relax until we land in Denver. The gut feeling is still with me about this guy but I can't figure it out. There is no point for him to kill, unless he can't help it. If that's true then we have a bit of problem. Until that is proven, we'll go with the plan Coulson told me. I sigh again, rubbing my hands over my face. I feel sleep creeping in and just let it take me. I'm going to need to be well rested for this mission. Is the last thought that runs through my head before drifting off to sleep, enjoying how silent it is in the room.

A/N2: Hope you enjoyed.