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

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"Fitzsimmons, can you make a scan from this? I have to check something outside," Sanchez said. She walked outside, followed by Coulson.
"And what are you going to do?" He asked.
"Searching for tracks. If you know were to look, You can find a lot of special things. Instead of the brain couple, I know where to look."
"Don't insult our scientists, agent Sanchez. Maybe they can hear you."
"I guess they don't," Sanchez said. "But anyway, in a few weeks, Simmons would love it to hear me speaking whole the time."
"And why is that?" Coulson asked.
"That's... Classified," Sanchez murmeled. She walked farther up the temple. Coulson sighed.
He was one of the few, who knew that Sanchez litteraly couldn't tell everything.
She knew everything what was going to happen with a person. Everything. And what was going to happen with this person, was meant to be. Even if she would tell what was going to happen with this person, she couldn't do it.
Coulson went back into the temple, while Ward and May were standing outside.
"Where's your side arm?" Ward asked to May.
"If I need a gun, I'll take one," was her response. 
"Right," Ward grinned.  "I forgot I was working with "The Calvary."
"Don't ever call me that," May hissed.
"Apologise. Anyway, what's Sanchez doing?"
"Searching for tracks around the temple, according to Coulson," May said. "I don't understand what she can find, but-"
"Have you worked with her before?" Ward asked. "I guess Coulson did. And he didn't seemed to like her very much, most of the time."
"If you want to know more about that, you should ask Coulson," May said.
"Gossiping about me?"
Sanchez came in their direction.
"Don't try to lie about it, agent Ward, I can sense it when people lie to me," she smiled.
Somewhere inside, Ward could understand why she wasn't Coulson's most favorite person here on earth.
"But you know, I understand why gossiping is a good thing," she said to Ward.
"The enemy doesn't see you coming."
She pulled a man out of the bushes, and pushed him on the ground. That's when the attack started.
After a few seconds, May had two guns pointing to two men, and Ward and Sanchez had both a man in the killing position.
"Should have brought more guns," Ward muttered.
Men were screaming things in Spanish. Ward could follow it, and without that they knew it, Sanchez could follow it too. That here name was spanish, meaned not that she was that too.
They were pointing guns at them. From one of the cars, a woman came out, dressed in clothes with the colors of the army, and sun glasses. She didn't seemed very happy.
"Sir," Ward contacted Coulson over the radio. "We have a situation."
A few minutes later, Coulson came out of the temple.
"Buenos días!" He started when he came out. "Soy agente Coulson, estamos qui pour na sonto la seguridad internacional."
Then, he looked at the woman. She looked at him.
"Philip?"
"Camilla?"
May and Ward couldn't follow it anymore, but -as usual with humans- , Sanchez had recognised the woman immediately. Commandanté Camilla Reyes. Someone who had worked with Coulson before. Sanchez was the only one who knew that this was a classic occasion from "good girls turn bad," but she wasn't allowed to say a simple word. That was how it worked with her and her creaters, the Norns, the three goddesses of destiny, who lived in the magical garden in Asgard, under the tree the Yggdrasill. They were the protectors of destiny and time, and they had decided every living being his destiny, at the moment that they were born. And they were also the one's, who had created her and her brother, live and dead, to guard about every living and dead thing in the univere.
She prefered to call herself Nyla Sanchez. She didn't liked the name who her creators had given to her. Her brother, dead, called himself dragon, to a monster from the mythology of earth.
That dragons weren't real on earth, but were real at other worlds... She didn't mentioned that ever to someone.
She also -just like her brother- knew every single living being in the universe, how this person would die, what this person would do, every minute from his or her simple life.
And she wasn't allowed to do a thing about it.
That was how it worked, between her and her creators. But she was the only one who knew.
"Do you mind?" Asked to Camilla.
She pulled her lips a bit. "After you."
Coulson nodded something to Sanchez and Ward, and they letted the man who they had in the killing position go. May letted her guns down.
"Back in armàs," Camilla said to her men. They did as asked.
Camilla walked up to Coulson, and said something to him in Spanish. Sanchez was simply to lazy to translate it for herself.
"Agent Melinda May, Agent Grand Ward, Agent Nyla Sanchez, this is commandanté Camilla Reyes. She's with the policia millitaria guard of Peru. We used to work together back in the day."
He gave Ward, May, and Sanchez a look.
"Let the team know that everything is okay," he said. May and Ward walked into the temple, but Sanchez didn't.
"Sanchez-"
"I'm not going in that... Thing. You know what, I will get the car," she nodded. When she walked away, Camilla looked at Coulson.
"What's wrong with her?" She asked.
"She has a bit of claustrophobia," Coulson said. "She has some help with that, but it's still difficult for her to deal with it."
"Fine," Camilla said. "But I heard you found a strange object inside. We should talk about how to proceed."
"Fine. But I know how to proceed all national claims," Coulson said.

In the meanwhile, Sanchez walked into some bushes.
Gosh, they were having a problem.
She knew what Coulson had told Reyes about her phobia, but she didn't really cared about that.
An attack was coming, and Reyes was going to bring them in serious danger.
She had to do something, but what could she do?
She could not make her creators angry with screwing this up. She had to keep her cover in a good way. But how?
More guns maybe?
She hoped that May had more guns in the car. Otherwise, the problem would stay as big as it was.

"You look good," Camilla smiled to Coulson.
"Yeah, I'm okay," was his response.
"Come, Let me show you something," she said.

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More then 1000 words in this chapter. Yaay. Party. But holiday is coming, and i will have some more for you guys. See ya!