Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel Agent's of SHIELD. I only own Alex and any other character I come up with while writing.

A/N: Hello again. Here is chapter three. We get a bit of action in this one, not sure if it's any good. I have found a few helpful sites for writing fight scenes, so that will be helpful, because chapters five and six will have some action in it, or I will try my best. I want to let you know that I have chapter four already written and chapter five already started, will probably be a long one.

Hope you enjoy.

Updated: June 11, 2014

The Hacker and The Beast

Chapter 3

A Close Call

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Skye's POV

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We landed about twenty minutes ago and I'm in the lab with FitzSimmons getting their gear together. I'm always amused watching them together, even if they aren't working on something. Half the time I have no clue what they are talking about, but it's still amusing the way they finish each other sentences and how excited they become talking about something. Ward comes in and asks if they have everything ready to go. They both stop and look around the lab and then at each other before saying at the same time they are ready. Fitz hands me a small black case and asks me to be careful while carry it. I nod head and give him my most reassuring smile before following Ward out the lab.

May is standing between Lola and the jeep with her arms crossed in front of her. Her eyes are on Alex, who is standing in front of Lola with her back turned to me. She tilts her to side, most likely admiring the classic car. Not sure where to stand, I take a minute to look around before deciding to wait in front of the jeep. Alex turns around from Lola, done admiring the car and that's when I notice she is not wearing the cuffs she had on when she arrived. Ward must be having a fit. I think, looking over to where he is standing to my left. As I thought, Ward is standing with his arms crossed and glaring in Alex's direction. A yelp and a crashing sound brings my attention to the lab doors. Fitz is standing there with two black cases at his feet, with a look I can only describe as a mixture between fear and shock. His eyes are on Alex and I come to the conclusion he noticed the same thing I did.

"She's…she's not wearing…the cuffs. Why is she not wear the cuffs?" He stumbles out, taking a step back. Simmons leans around him to see what he is talking about and her eyes widen as well when they land on Alex's uncuffed hands. She just shakes her head and moves around Fitz to come stand beside me, giving me an eye roll. I give her a small smile and turn my attention back to Fitz, who still is standing there in a small panic.

"Would you be more comfortable if I were wearing them?" Alex asks Fitz, not bothered at all by Fitz's reaction to her not being cuffed.

"Yes." Ward and Fitz say together. Alex looks over to Ward and her eyes flash yellow before going back to grey. Ward stands at attention more, his hand moving slowly towards his back.

"It's my call to have her uncuffed. May has a means to stop her, if she were to lose control, as do I." Coulson says coming down the spiral staircase. "I think she will be more helpful if she hand use of her hands." Coming to stand at the bottom of the stairs.

"Maybe I could have them on until we get where we are going." She says to Coulson, but is looking at Fitz.

"No, that won't be necessary." Coulson tells her and Alex just shrugs her shoulders. "You were right, I was just informed of another body being found." He informs us all, but mostly Alex. She visibly deflates and hangs her head.

"Not something I want to be right about." I hear her say and my heart hurts at how much sadness is in her voice. "Capture and contain still the plan?" She says looking up at Coulson with a skeptical look on her face.

"Yes, for now." Coulson responds and Alex just shakes her head. Fitz has come out of his shock and has now joined Simmons and I by the car.

"Do you know what they are talking about?" Fitz whispers to Simmons, who just shakes her head. He looks to me, knowing I was in the room earlier with Coulson.

"They have a difference in opinion of how to take care of the other guy." I whisper back and notice Alex turn her head slightly towards. She can hear us. I think, shifting a bit uncomfortable at the knowledge.

"Alright, FitzSimmons and Skye your with May and Alex in the Jeep. Ward and I will take Lola." Coulson orders and I see Fitz tense at the news of being in the same vehicle as Alex. Simmons looks thrilled at the idea.

"You'll seat up front with me." May directs towards Alex, who smiles a little.

"Awesome, shotgun." She says, giving a thumbs up and I can't help but chuckle as I make my way to the back of the Jeep to put the case Fitz entrusted me with, FitzSimmons following behind me whispering to one another.

After putting FitzSimmons stuff away, I notice Coulson talking quietly with Alex. She nods her and throws a quickly glance in my and Fitz's direction, who is standing behind me, before turning back to Coulson. He gives her a pat on the arm before walking over to his beloved Lola. Fitz nudges me in the back to get in the back seat and I scramble in to seat beside an already seated Simmons. May is already in the drivers seat and Alex gets in as I'm buckling up. Coulson already has backed out of the plane and as soon as he is clear, May backs out the Jeep slowly. The drive to the gates of the airfield we have landed at is quiet, but I can tell Simmons wants to ask Alex questions if the look on her face is anything to go by. Fitz, who is seating directly behind her, keeps his eyes glued to the back of the head rest. We pass through the gates and onto the road, following behind Lola to the latest crime scene.

Thankfully when we arrived at the crime scene the body was already gone. I can barely stand looking at the pictures, not sure how I would be able to keep down my lunch if I had to look at the body. FitzSimmons are doing their thing with all their gadgets and finishing each other sentences. Not sure what I should be doing, I just wander around the park with in view of everyone. I come to a tree with scratch marks in it. Must be from the attacker. I think, leaning in closer to examine the scratches and notice something red within them. Reaching out with my left hand to see what it is, I stop and jump when I voice call behind me.

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you." Turning around to see Alex standing not far behind me with a sheepish look. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." She apologizes, giving me an apologetic smile. She takes a caution step towards me, unsure if I would be alright with her coming closer.

"It's fine." I say waving it off. "I'm use to May popping out of no where." Alex just nods her and some to stand besides me, leaving a decent amount of space between us. "Why shouldn't I touch this?" I ask, gesturing to the scratches on the tree trunk.

"There are traces of blood. I think Simmons would want to collect it." She says leaning more closely towards the scratches. "You should take a picture." She suggests as she straightens to her full height and I notice for the first time the clear height different between us.

"Yeah, good idea." I say, taking out my phone and snapping a few pictures of the scratch marks.

"So, what exactly do you do, Skye?" Alex asks, tilting her head to side and I'm hit with the resemblance of a puppy. I'm not sure what she is asking me and it must be written on my face because she quickly clarifies. "Your not a scientist, like Fitz and Simmons." Pointing in there generally direction. "Your also not an Agent, because Coulson didn't call you 'Agent Skye', so what do you do on the team?" She asks again.

"I'm a hacker, that's what I do." I answer her and she nods her, stuffing her hands in her hoodie and it seems a bit thin for this weather. "Aren't you cold?" I ask her, as we start to make our to the others and inform Simmons of the scratch marks with the blood.

"No, cold doesn't bother me anymore." She answers as we come to stand beside May. "Skye found some scratches on a tree trunk, there is some blood in the scratches. She also took pictures." Alex informs May and Simmons lifts her head up at the mention of blood.

"Blood, could be from the attacker." Simmons says, mostly to herself and puts away the sample she was just handling. She grabs her kit and starts off to wards the direction Alex and I came from. Alex quickly looks at May and nods, following Simmons to the tree trunk. I can faintly hear Simmons chattering away about the scratches and the blood. I'm not sure if Alex fully understands what Simmons is talking about, the look on her face is unreadable.

Coulson explained the reason he brought me in when he talked to Alex earlier. He wanted me to figure her out, something he says I'm good at. Alex is a different story though and that frustrates me and intrigues me at the same time. One minute I think I have her figured out, the next she does or says something that blows it complete away. I'm not giving up though, I'll figure her out before she has to go back to the Hub. I watch her and Simmons walk back over from the tree, Simmons excitedly talking about something. As they near us, I can see a fondness in Alex's eyes as she watches Simmons talk about something excitedly she doesn't really understand but seem to just enjoy seeing how excited Simmons is. Just another thing to add to the list. I think, as Alex comes to stand between May and I, leaving a good amount of distance between her and I.

"Can you pick up on anything?" May asks Alex, not taking her eyes off Fitz walking around scanning with his D.W.A.R.F.'s.

"No, to many smells going on and the smell of blood is strong as well." Alex answers looking around the area. "Maybe after Skye, Fitz and Simmons go back to the Jeep I can try again, fewer scents mingling around." She comments, looking at May, who nods her head.

"I'll stick with you. Will I bother you?" May asks, turning to face Alex.

"No, as long as you stay behind me." Alex says, tilting her head to side as if trying to hear something better.

"You have superhuman smelling?" I ask, a mix of curiosity and excitement.

"Yes, among other things." She answers distractedly and I see her nostril flare and her eyes flash quickly to yellow. She turns to face May and steps closer to her. "Ràng tāmen de jípǔchē, xiànzài." Alex whispers in a urgent tone. May just looks into eyes, before nodding and turning to FitzSimmons.

"Lets go you two, your needed elsewhere." May commands them and they look at her for second before quickly packing there gear up when they see the expression on her face. "Come on, Skye." She directs towards me and I look between her and Alex, who is focused on something in the distance, and walk over to help FitzSimmons with there stuff.

As I bend down to pick up the same small case Fitz gave me to carry to the Jeep, I feel a rush of air pass by me and then a small yelp. I look over to see Simmons on her butt and Alex standing in front of her with her hand around some guys neck. Looking at the dirty and ragged clothes, I'm guessing it's the guy from the video. He is clawing at the hand Alex has around his neck, trying to get her let go. Simmons is slowly crawling background away from them, not daring to make any quick movements. She gets a few feet away when the guy knees Alex in the stomach, causing her to bend over and loosen her grip around his throat. Taking advantage, he grabs Alex's bloody wrist and twists her arm around and flipping her on her back. Simmons had stopping crawling when she saw the guy knee Alex and just looks up at him stocking towards her. Out of nowhere a foot connects chest, sending him falling backward. May is now standing in front of Simmons who is still on the ground.

"Forget the gear. Just get to the Jeep." She commands, not taking her eyes off the guy in front of her. I don't have to be told twice, I speed walk over to Fitz and grab him by the elbow. We follow after Simmons, who had gotten up from the ground, to the Jeep. Reaching it in the parking lot, we all pile in the back seat and lock the door. From where the Jeep is parked, we can't see where the body was found and in turn can't see what is happening with May and Alex. Not sure exactly how long after getting in the Jeep, I see May and Alex come around a bush. They are carrying all the equipment we brought with us. Both have frustrated looks on their faces as they come closer to the Jeep. We quickly get out of the Jeep to meet them and help with the equipment.

"Are either of you hurt?" Simmons asks as she opens the trunk door to let everyone put the equipment in. May just shakes her head and steps away from the back of the Jeep to let Alex put away what she was carrying. She doesn't answer Simmons question and as she straightens I notice a bit of blood on her shirt.

"Your bleeding!" I blurt out and take a step toward her to look at her wound. As I get closer I see her t-shirt is ripped on her left side, much like the scratch marks on the tree I found.

"It's not that bad. Just a cleaning and I should be good." She says, holding up the bloody hand I noticed earlier to stop me from getting closer and the other to wave me off. I stop a few steps from her and frown at her casualness of her wounds.

"Is everyone alright?" I hear Coulson ask from behind me and turn to see him and Ward get out Lola. They had gone to the M.E.'s office to talk to him about the bodies.

"May says that she is fine, but would like to look her over once we get back on the Bus." Simmons answers Coulsons question looking at May. "Skye noticed Alex is bleeding on her torso and her right hand has blood on it as well. Will have to take a look at both when we get on the Bus." Looking at the blood on Alex's t-shirt and right hand.

"I said that I'm fine. Just clean the wounds when we get back to the bus and I'm good." Alex states, crossing her arms.

"Alright, Alex." Coulson says, also looking her over like Simmons had. "Was it the guy from video?" He asks.

"Yes." Alex answers quickly and forcefully.

"You let him get away." Wards says but sounds more like an accusation. Alex eyes flash yellow and she takes a step forward but I step in front of her, putting a hand to her chest to stop her. She looks down at my hand on her chest and then into my eyes, hers shifting back to grey. Her features soften and she sighs, taking a step back. I let my hand drop to side and let the breath I was holding out.

"I didn't let him get away. I was more focused on making sure he didn't add Agent May to the number of dead." Alex responds forcefully, glaring at Ward. "Like I was told to do." Directing this at Coulson.

"And you did, Alex." Coulson acknowledges with a nod. "Can you track him now that you know what your looking for?" He asks.

"I could, he is bleeding. Got a shot at him before he left." Alex answers, looking off towards where everything happened. "Could track him that way and make it easier to take him down. I think May might have also gotten a few good shots at him. He will need a place to heal up and that would be our time to get him." Looking back at Coulson.

"Alright, we'll head back to the bus and get some rest. Then Ward, you and I will come back here bright and early tomorrow and track him down." Coulson says, looking at Alex to see if this is a good plan.

"Alright, as long as you two stay behind me when I'm tracking." Alex responds, saying the same thing she told May before the attack. Coulson nods before turning his attention to May.

"Alright, Ward will drive with you in the Jeep back to the bus. Alex you can ride with me back in Lola, just try not to get blood on the seat." He says. Alex perks up at the mention of riding in Lola and looks like a kid in a candy store.

"Yes, was hoping to get a ride in that beauty before I had to leave." She excitedly says making her way over to the passenger side of Lola. I look over at Coulson and to my surprise has an amused grin on his face and slowly fallows Alex over to Lola.

"Come on, Skye." May's voice says and I look over to see her standing with the driver side door open ready to get in. Everyone is already inside, ready to go. I take one last glance at Alex, who is seating in the passenger seat, before making my way to the open spot behind Ward.

As we are driving back to the air field, I feel the events at the park catching up to me. I lean back into the seat and look over at Jemma sitting beside me. If Alex hadn't of been with us, she could have been the killers next victim. By the look on her face, I can tell she is thinking the same thing. I reach over and place my hand on her arm and give it a squeeze. She looks down at my hand before look over to me. I give a reassuring smile and she gives me one back, placing her hand over mine own and giving it a squeeze. I take my hand off her arm and turn my attention to the window. I am very happy S.H.I.E.L.D. sent Alex to help. No way could we do this on our own.