AN: REALLY SORRY! Things happened yesterday and I completely forgot to upload! Really sorry guys, will try not to let it happen again. Just like before, thank my Beta MegaDiary123 for editing this ch. and I hope you will enjoy it. (PS: This is s a bit of an interlude chapter so there isn't a lot of action, but it will come in the following ones).
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Skye's POV
The first thing that I realised when I woke up was the excruciating pain that run through my head. It felt as if I was hit by a truck. A groan escaped my lips as I tried to lift my head and the pain just multiplied.
"So, the sleeping beauty finally decides to join us" I hear a voice but I don't really pay any attention to it. I still try to piece out what had happened. I stay like that, head on my chest as I was sitting somewhere with my hands tied to the arms of the chair and my eyes closed. Not long after I heard footsteps, a hand gripped my chin hard and harshly lifted it up, making my head spin. "You will look at me when I am talking to you" the same guy stated as he tapped my cheek a few times until I finally managed to actually open my eyes without everything being too bright or spinning around.
"That's more like it" he let go of my chin and walked back to where another chair was placed a few meters away.
I wasn't really sure what had happened. The last thing that I remembered was driving back to the safe house with May. We were talking and I asked what Fury had said about the redacted file and then… and then there was a car coming speeding right at us.
So, it wasn't an accident, I thought to myself as my gaze went around the room trying to assess the situation that I had found myself in. Remember our training, my subconscious pointed out and what we had learned in the Academy for cases of interrogation came flashing through my mind.
First I looked around. I was in a room that looked like a basement, the only reason why it wasn't pitch black were the lights that were turned on, on the roof. It was a pretty dirty place, as if not used in a long time and though there was plenty of space, the only pieces of furniture were the chairs upon which my captor and I were sitting. And then there was my captor. Now that I could see without feeling like I just exited a roller coaster, I took in his face and characteristics. One name popped up when I realised who I was sitting across from.
O'Brien.
"Oh, so you know who I am" I heard him say.
Shit! I must have shown emotion when matched the face of the files, which I had learned by heart, with the person in front of me. But I wouldn't make the same mistake again. Quickly Natasha's mask appeared on my face as I got rid of any emotion shown upon it.
He seemed to study me, trying to read me. For what seemed like hours to me, he just sat there, piercing me with his eyes. Finally, finally, he gave up and with a sigh he got up. "Well, at least I won't have to introduce myself, Skye" his watchful eyes never leaving my face, waiting to see my reaction to him knowing my name.
"I guess the introductions are over then?" It was more of a statement that I made, rather than a question. "What do you want?" I asked after a long period of simple silence.
He smiled at that question. A sickening smile to be honest. It was like this was the question he was waiting for and his whole world lit up suddenly. "Well, it's pretty simple really. I want my weapon back" he came closer and crunched right in front of me so that he would be at my eye level.
"Well, it's not that simple really" I couldn't help the remark. "I mean, I would love to give you your weapon back, the problem is that I have no idea what you are talking about". That earned me a punch on the face. My head bounced on the right when his fist connected to my left cheek. The world started spinning once again but thankfully stopped sooner than last time. Though I did have to blink a few times to refocus.
Apparently I needed more time than he was willing to give me and so he grabbed my chin, turned my face and looked my head over. His hand went to my right temple where he touched my skin and I flinched violently from his hand as if he had just used fire. "Well, it seems that the crash did more damage than intended. So, why don't you just answer my questions and we won't have to do this the hard way?"
"See, the only problem is I am already answering your questions" that earned me a slap this time, since he figured that he didn't have to put much force into the hits to make them painful for me. "As I said…" I repeated between gritted teeth "…I have no idea what you are talking about, we don't steal weapons, we just take back what's ours. So unless you ask the proper questions, I can't help you".
"Oh, so you are from S.H.I.E.L.D." he said with his eyes lighting up. "Probably shouldn't have let that slip out" he said as if disappointed by my revelation.
"Oh, please. Like you didn't know who I am working for, you already knew my name. This was no news for you" I said knowing that my words were true. O'Brien was good enough to steal an 0-8-4 from S.H.I.E.L.D. and get away with it for a long time, there was no way that he hadn't done his research, given his knowledge of my name.
When I finished talking he rose to his feet. "You think you are smart, huh? How do you think that I found you? You are the rookie of the team that was sent to 'retrieve', as you call it, your precious weapon. So, you would of course run the back end of the operation. What are you, sixteen right? And based on how S.H.I.E.L.D. works, then you were the one to hack into my system and this must have been your first assignment. I am guessing you are still at the Academy and good enough to be in an operation so young.
"But you are not as good as you think you are. I knew for sure that my attempt to sell the weapon wouldn't go unnoticed and so I had prepared a small surprise for whoever tried to hack into my system. So when you shut down everything, a tracking virus was released to your coding allowing me to track you back" he had a sick smirk on his face, clearly proud of what he had accomplished.
I made sure not to show any emotion on my face as he spoke and when he revealed that it was my fault that I got into this situation. "I can clearly see that you have some stuff to think about. Don't worry I will be back" he finished as he exited the room, turning off the lights and leaving me in the dark with my thoughts.
And as he suggested, that was exactly what I did. I started tracing back to the whole operation trying to figure where and when my coding slacked. And at the same, my mind was running wild for two other things. One of them being a discovery of an escape plan, should I be able to escape before S.H.I.E.L.D. came to the rescue, and the second being May. She was in the accident with me, but I had no idea what state she was in and she was the one to take the main blow from the crash.
