AN: Hello people. Many thanks to MegaDiary123 for being the awesome Beta they are. Finally, we are wrapping up the 1st episode, hope you guys enjoy!

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Skye's POV

One moment May was about to climb in the car to drive us back to the Bus and in the next Mike had jumped on her and thrown her on the wall. Her body fell on the ground with a loud thumb and he was staring down at her, so I had to get his attention. "Mike, what are you doing?"

He turned to look at me, a very unsettling look in his eyes. "I need your help and no-one else can know about this. You need to help save us" he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I was getting ready to restrain him and bring him in when he finished talking, but something he said grabbed my attention. "Us?"

With that he reached out and brought a child closer to him. The boy, who I recognised as his son from the pictures I had seen, grunted from his father's forceful grip. Well, shit… I thought as the man helped the child in the van. I was not going to take a father down in front of his child, he didn't need to see that. He didn't need to remember his father that way. "Don't cry, okay? Stay strong for me Ace. What are we?" He asked his son as he climbed in himself.

"We're a team" the boy replied without hesitation.

His answer brought a smile to the father's face, who then slammed the side door of the van closed. "That's right" and then he turned to me and commanded, "Now drive".

And drive I did, until I reached the destination that he had asked me to, Union Station. The sun was just rising by the time we arrived at the train station. Since he and his son wouldn't have been able to board in an airplane, I guessed they didn't have their passports with them, the train was the best solution to travel.

As soon as I parked the van I grabbed my laptop and started working. First things first , I needed to let Coulson and the others know my location. I was really hoping that May was fine, and if she was half the bad-ass I remember her being, she would have already been up and about, informing the team leader of what was going on. Bypassing security and hacking into the secure channel from the Bus wasn't all that hard, given that I was the one who had updated a major part of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cyber security. Also, I couldn't just text them where we were, even Mike was smart enough to recognise that, so longitude and latitude would have to suffice.

"Why is this taking so long?" Mike came up front and looked at my computer just as I opened a file with his name.

I had to buy as much time as possible for the others to get there, so even if I could easily erase all of his files a lot faster I was dragging the whole process as much as I dared to. My eyes travelled to the USB stick that I had connected and where all the files where being transferred to. "Look, I can't go any faster, okay? Trust me, it's not like I am deleting a Facebook page. I'm bypassing the license bureau's AES protective data stream and so on and so on. Chill, I will let you know as soon as I am done"

"How do I know you can really do this?" He asked, looking between me and the screen where his files were being deleted, one after the other.

I side looked at him, before resuming typing. "I've done it before…" my mind traveled to all the times I had to start over before I got back into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar after leaving the agency, "…more times than I would like to count", I whispered the last part as Mike returned to his son in the back of the van.

Having extended my vibration mind map to the surrounding area I knew two things for certain. One, was that the whole station was crowded with people who didn't know what was about to go down. And the second one was that the vehicles which were parked only a few feet away and people who were closing in were not just civilians, but agents. And so I braced myself for what was going to happen.

"Mr. Peterson, good morning" Coulson's voice came through a speaker. "We are not a threat. We are here to help" at that Mike started looking around trying to find an exit. "But you are in danger and we need to take you in"

"What did you do?!" He yelled at me, as his face flared red at some point.

What in the world is going on… I thought. I knew that Centipede was trying to make super soldiers, but it looks like whatever they gave Mike wasn't stable.

He glared at me, then at the door and he grabbed my upper arm while he punched the van's door with the other, sending it flying over the agents who barely managed to dock out of the way. Ace was lifted off the vehicle and on the street as his father took him by the hand and lead the way towards the station.

The place was so crowded we bumped into a lot of people when we walked in. I had to wait for Coulson to come. My eyes scanned the area and I spotted a group of Mexicans who seemed just like the kind of people I was looking for. With no hesitation in the least, I pushed towards them and kicked one hard in the balls. "You're right" I yelled at the top of my lugs. "He is a little bitch!"

The others of the group didn't hesitate to attack Mike who let go of his son and myself as he took on the other four people.

"Ace, Ace, come here" I said to the boy and led him towards the exit, where I was hoping for Coulson to appear and he didn't fail to deliver. Ward passed us without sparing a glance as he run towards Mike who was looking around for his boy, after having finished with his brawl. "Take him and tell the cops not to shoot" I said to Phil and I turned around, heading to the stairs, hoping to get to a higher ground.

"Agent!" Coulson yelled back at me but I didn't stop, only slowed down a bit and it was enough for him to continue. "He is not stable. FitzSimmons are working on a solution but we need as much time as we can get".

At that I nodded and headed to the door which led to the stairs only to find it locked. "You have to be fucking kidding me!" I yelled to no-one in particular as the exit remained locked even after kicking it with all my strength. Looking to the chaos that was prevailing all around I made a split decision that no-one would pay any attention to me and I lift my hand, ready to shake the lock apart only for Mike to drop off the sky and land right next to me.

"Where is my son, Jane?" He asked, not so politely, and before I even had the chance of thinking of an answer a gunshot was heard and the bullet missed Mike's head by a thread. The hooded hero in turn kicked the door open and pushed me through as we climbed on the stairs, but I did manage to see the face of the person who shot us even if that was really briefly.

By the time we reached the upper floor I was sure that there was a really nasty bruise on my bicep, with the form of Mike's hand. "Mike, just stop! You gotta stop!" I told him. "These people are trying to help you, I am trying to help you"

He looked at me as if I had grown a second head. "You work with the government?" The disbelief was clear in his voice. Then this disbelief turned into anger as he closed in on me. "Where did you take my son?"

"Listen to me" I told him, having raised my hands so that he saw I was not a threat. I was slowly walking backwards, towards the edge of the floor so that if Ward or Coulson were down we would be more easily spotted. "Agent Coulson has your son, okay? He is one of the good guys and I am sure that he has made sure Ace is fine" He walked with me close to the rearing.

I got a glimpse of an officer walking carefully towards us. The moment my eyes landed on his face I knew it was the same guy who tried to shot at Mike before, and I would bet my life that he wasn't a real policeman. He lifted his gun and aimed it at us and I made a really quick decision, hoping to be the right one. Mike had stuff in his system, stuff that were an experiment trying to make him a super soldier. And if my brief encounter with Captain at the Battle of New York was any indication, then what I was about to do wasn't going to kill the guy, because I really didn't want him to die.

The moment the bullet left the man's gun, I had pushed Mike out of the way, using a little bit of my vibrations for an extra push, and he was falling. The second thing that I had done was protect my upper body and head with a vibration shield. It was just like the one that I had used in the Battle of New York to protect Natasha and Clint at the beginning of the battle, only this one was a lot closer to my body, thinner and barely seen with the naked eye, unless you knew what you were looking for. And, boy was I glad that I used my powers at that moment.

My body jerked and I fell to the ground, as pain flared in my right shoulder area where the bullet was deflected. I was momentarily stunned from what happened that I didn't get right back up, or tried to find cover.

Thankfully I didn't need to.

Because as soon as I lifted my head to see what's happening and as the guy was refilling his gun with a sickening smile of his face, May came out from behind him and kicked him in the back of his knee, making his fall to the ground and then with a round hound kick at the base of his neck, he was knocked out. Just like that. Just as I had guessed, she was no less of a bad-ass than from what I remembered.

My left hand was gripping my injured shoulder and by the time I made a move to stand May was by my side and helping me up. "Let me see" she said but I brushed her off.

"We need to go down there" I replied and made a move to pass her but she was having none of it.

She pushed me back, right on the shoulder as I hissed in pain, not having expected her to do that. "We are not going anywhere until I take a look at that shoulder" her voice left no room for disagreement. "Coulson and Ward have the situation under control, now stop being brave and let me see" she waited with her arms folded at her chest.

"There is nothing to see" I said as I lifted my hand to reveal an extremely bruised shoulder. I couldn't risk making the shield thicker so that the enemy wouldn't see it so I was left with this collection of blue and black lines extending from my shoulder to my collarbone. But I was not complaining in the least, this pain was so much better than being potentially shot in the shoulder. A gunshot there can be from fatal to crippling and in need of immediate medical attention.

May, who had the same non-expressive mask since the moment I saw her, examined the wound, her hands pressing slightly at the bruises as she watched me carefully to assess the situation. But now that I knew what she was doing it was easier to conceal my pain, I was partially trained by Natasha Romanoff after all. "You are not wearing a bulletproof jacket" was all she said, as she lifted an eyebrow.

"I was lucky. Something must have intercepted the bullet's course and slowed it down"

It didn't sound convincing even to my own ears, and she stared me hard. I stared back at her just as hard. Years ago I would be very intimidated by that look in her face, but things have changed and I could hold my ground against her. Based on Maria the team was completely unaware of my powers. Well, this was not completely true, given that Jemma was there, but this did apply to the others. Maria promised to explain everything, and until that time comes I will be as normal as I could possibly be.

My thoughts were interrupted as the sound of a gunshot echoed through the station and I sharply turned to see Mike on the ground and Jemma rushing to him. I lifted my head and spotted Ward and Fitz on the other side of this upper floor and my best guess was that they must have solved the problem of the stability of the super soldier serum. Or at least find a temporary solution to it.

I looked back at May. "Should we join the others?"

Without as much as a look she turned around and all I could do was follow her as she headed to where Phil and Jemma were. By the time we reached them, the other two members of the team had joined them.

"Skye, what happened?" Jemma rushed to my side as soon as she saw that I was holding my shoulder. She pried my hand away and looked me in shock. "How did you manage to get bruised like that?"

Then I looked at her. Pointedly.

Despite her not being my doctor for the last couple of years, I was really hoping that she would understand what I was trying to tell her. When she seemed unable to decipher my look, my eyes briefly travelled to the other members of the team and then back at her, shaking my head oh so slightly.

"She said that when the guy shot her something changed the trajectory of the bullet and slowed it down, only leaving a bruise" May interrupted when I didn't reply and I could feel four sets of questioning eyes turning my way.

"That's some luck" was Ward's input to the conversation as he half-close his eyes in suspicion.

"It really is, Ward" I said with a fake smile on my face.

"I really can't believe that Skye. The chances of something like–" Jemma's rambling was interrupted with me sending a small vibrational wave her way to try and make her understand. She finally, finally, seemed to grasp what I was trying to tell her before and she gaped. "Yeah, the chances are really low. I am really happy though that this was the case, otherwise you would have been in big trouble". She turned to Coulson after that. "Sir, if it's okay with you I would like to make sure that Skye's shoulder is fine, would it be okay is I further examined her in the Bus?"

"Of course" he replied though he was still looking at me with suspicion. "Agent Skye was working with us on this case so we need to debrief her as well. I will drive the two of you while Ward, May and Fitz will take the other car".

Something told me that the small trust that I had earned from Phil a few hours ago had just gone out of the window and we were back at square one.