Sometimes things are more magical than you know ~ Agents of SHIELD #wattys2015

Nothing personal (81)

When Fitz had left the control room, he had gone immediately to the kitchen, to throw some more plates and bowls around. And damn. It did feel good doing that.
He kept doing it, until Simmons came in. He stopped, when she putted her hand on his shoulder.
"Why does everyone keep lying right into my face?!" He yelled.
"Fitz-"
"She could have helped us. She could have helped us plenty of times, and- Wait a minute. I bet she wasn't on a mission of Fury at all. She went away to go all Asguardian. To test us. To fool us."
"Fitz, I know-"
"I bet she knew everything from the day we first met, about everything what was going to happen to us. Don't you think-"
"Fitz, will you shut up for a minute?!" Simmons shouted. "I know you're mad. At both of them. At Sanchez, for lying to us, and specially at Ward. Specially Ward. Ward will pay for what he has done to us, and Sanchez... I want to be mad at her. But I can't."
"Why can't you?" Fitz asked.
"Lady Andromeda has insulted me more then once, but Sanchez..."
She saw everything in her head. The dragon. Everything.
"Sanchez saved my life. She saved us, more then once. Do you remember the case with Hannah?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Thanks to Sanchez, we knew how to combat the spirit of the man that was following her. Sanchez saved us. And those times she helped us with figuring things out in the lab, and about Quinn."
"But she also said you don't think with your heart, and don't believe in emotions," Fitz replied.
"That was when she was with Sif, Fitz," Simmons said. "And in the video... She was right. O my god, I talked about disecting Asguardians to learn from them, when she was around! How could I-"
"You didn't know, Jemma," Fitz said. "You didn't know."
"I know!" she replied. "But still... She was right! Would we have treated her diffrently then we already did, if we had known that she was Asguardian?" Simmons asked.
"We would have asked questions and questions," Fitz said. "She would have killed us. She... I've read about her real story. She wanted to be normal. Just for once."
"We can talk about and with her later, don't you think?" Simmons asked. "She also said we will have company, within the thirty minutes. Coulson will need our help."

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While Fitzsimmons had been talking to eachother, Trip and Coulson had started to work on the fact that some unwilled guests would be arriving. During this, bit by bit Coulson had started to explain the truth to Trip.
"Sir, if I can speak freely... That's going  to have a tail."
"I know," Coulson said. "That's exactly were I am affraid off."
An alarm sounded. On the monitors, they could see the teams from Talbot around the base.
"Luckily, we're prepared," Coulson said. With the weapons they had gathered, they went to the corridor, where they met Fitzsimmons.
"Are you guys okay?" Coulson asked.
Simmons loaded her weapon.
"We're good sir, but Fitz and I would like it if we could have this talk later."
"As you wish," Coulson replied.
"Ugh, I wished this bunker had a bunker," Simmons sighed.
"These doors should hold," Coulson replied. "It will take some major artillarie to make a dent."
"Hangar door deactivated," the alarm sounded.
"How?!" Simmons said. "That's impossible."
"Take cover," Coulson said. "Let's go."
They went further back into the base, while the doors opened, and a team came in. They all took position.
"On behalf of the United States special forces, I'm asking you to stand down," the voice of talbot sounded through a megaphone. "I repeat, stand down."
"Really Talbot?" Coulson asked. "There have to be better things for you to do then chasing four SHIELD agents. "
"I wasn't a huge fan before chasing you into the damn tundra, Coulson," Talbot yelled. "I wouldn't push it."
"I'm glad that you came in person," Coulson replied.
Talbot stepped forward.
"Fury's private base on North-American soil. I just had to see it for myself."
" If I come out, will you shoot me? 'Cause then I won't come out."
"Hold your fire, soldiers," Talbot demanded from his troops.
"This is one of the most classified facilities on the planet, colonel. How the hell did you find it?"
A woman came around the corner, and Coulson... He had not expected her. At all. Sanchez could have warned him.
"I told them," she said.

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"We're not criminals."
"Great," Talbot responded. "Then we'll take you in, and you can tell us all about it."
Simmons made a face. Agent Hill had told colonel Talbot the direction of the Providence base, and now, the man was convinced that they were Hydra.
"At the very least, you're fugitives. And running away... It puts a bit of a certain stink on it, don't you think?"
"We're not Hydra," Tripp said. "We're agents of SHIELD."
"Well, right now, to the rest of the world, that's the same thing."
Talbot took a bite of his apple, and looked at them.
"All right," Talbot said. "I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be. You give me actual intelligence, and I allow you to deserve time rewarded. You're other options are... pretty much hell."
"Do your worst," Fitz said.
"We have told you of a known Hydra agent," Simmons said. "He's getting away, and you're little intimidation speech is keeping us from saving the life of a fellow agent! A friend."
"Sister, you haven't seen intimidation, and right now, I'm your only friend," Talbot replied. "I'd be carefull not to piss me off. The word agent implies that your corrupt organisation still exists.  Your leadership abandoned you for the private sector, and more I allow that, in exchange for valuable assets like yourself. So right now, I'd be thinking hard and fast about exactly what it is that makes you valuable."

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"I'm offering you here a life line, Coulson," Maria said. "Don't thank me, just take it, and we'll be on our way."
"Don't see how thanks are in order considering you just sold me out, and led the US millitairy straight to Fury's secret base."
"No Phil," she said. "You led us straight to Fury's secret base, as a part of the deal we made."
"You can't be serious."
"You and I are gonna turn over these abandonned tunnels to the US gouverment, who will be ever so gratefull to be in possession of an enemy stronghold in there back yard."
"What about my team?"
"Well, they're gonna have to go through the system. Interrogation-"
"Not gonna happen. Specially now they know the truth about Sanchez."
Hill sighed.
"Look, talk to Talbot. Cough up some meaningless intel of this place. Nothing significant of course, nothing about SHIELD's other installations-"
Coulson made a face.
"You're still protecting your secrets! Is there anything specific you're affraid I'll talk about, TAHITI, maybe?"
"Phil-"
"I'm a lability, is that it?"
"Grow up Phil, of couse you're a lability," Hill said. "But I know you'll do the right thing."
"The right thing?" He gasped. "That's funny, comming from you, after everything you and Fury have done?!"
"Look, it was  for your own-"
"Good, I know, I get it. You should have been straight with me," he said. "I would have kept your secrets like a good soldier, I Always have, but instead you were worried about me, you should have been worried about anyone else!"
"You're right," Hil said. "We should have seen Hydra coming. But after D.C, they don't stand a chance."
"John Garrett does."
"Garrett? I heard Ward took care of him-"
"Ward is his secret weapon," Coulson told her. "He killed Victoria Hand, he infiltraded the Fridge, and now he's got Skye, which we were headed, until you so rudly interrupted, to sweet'n your deal!"
Hill was silent for a while, looking for the right words.
"I've vedded Ward..."
"You wanna make this right?" Coulson asked. "Stop wasting time."
"We'll move this along," Talbot said when he came in. "I'd like to tear this room apart."
"Sure colonel," Hill said. "Help yourself out."
At the same moment, Hill and Coulson attacked Talbot and his soldiers. A lamp had to pay for the battle, but within a few minutes, all the soldiers - and Talbot- were unconcious on the ground.
"Get your people," Hill ordered. "We need to move."
"We?" Coulson asked.
"Make sure you get a hand on Sanchez her status. We'll need her."