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

The Asset (16)

*allows people to point a gun at me because it has been toooooooooo long*
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Coulson would kill her.
Neh. He was going to kill her anyway.
Leaving whenever she wanted, going on night-talks with a doctor who was building a weapon under a house with a lot of to expensive stuff in it, and now, she was walking around in another body on a place where she wasn't supposed to be - the House if Ian Quinn, for the good order - and to make it all better, she was having personal issues. Again.
Good lord, this went great. Really. She sighed, and went across the corner, in the direction of the guests in the centre of the garden.
It would be necessary to make everything clear to herself. At least, after this mission. Otherwise, it could end very wrong for her and the others.


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It was easy to get in the hall when everyone was listening to Quinn' speech.
Skye smiled. But her smile dissapeared. The door was locked.
"It's locked, there is a lock," Skye said.
"Check for a keypath," Fitz answered.
Skye checked every place next to the door, and on the wall.
"Nothing. Wait, you can hack the keypath?"
"No, not over the phone," Fitz responded.
"Is there a reception desk?" May asked.
Skye looked around.
"Okay, yeah."
In front of the reception desk, she stood still again.
"Now, what do I do?"
"What are you trying to do?"
When Skye turned around from the desk, she saw Quinn, standing in front of her.
"Well, I was just...."
Her hand was above the desk, untill she found something that could safe her from her situation.
"Looking for a pen. Here we go," she smiled.
"Writing down all those good idea's, you know what I mean. Question, you don't have probably like ten pens around here?"
"What are you really doing?" Quinn asked.
There was a moment of silence between them.
If she would screw this up... Oh oh.
"All right," she sighed. "I'm busted. I was trying to get a glimp spy behind you're office doors, to see how things really operate."
"I invite you here as a guest," Quinn said. "You treat me like another corrupt institution? Looking for trade secrets, to leak online? Security-"
"No no no, wait."
She grabbed him by his arm. 
"It's just... all these lot of people, and you have to be so guarded. So... Carefull. Which is say-"
She turned around to the reception desk, and started to write something down on paper.
"What secrets you reveal... And, I was hoping, that you and I, could be honest with one another. If you know what I mean."
She turned back to Quinn, with a piece of paper in her hands. He could read perfectly what she had written.


                                                                             SHIELD IS LISTENING

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Sanchez came into the briefing room, while Fitzsimmons and May still were listening to a conversation, this time, it was between Quinn and Skye.
"She just talked her a way in into Quinn's office," Simmons said.
'"How's she managed that?" May asked.
"Well, she just used her... eh..."
Fitz started making the "boobs" sign, and Simmons and Sanchez sighed at the same moment.
"Ugh, that's the 'only' explanation," Simmons said.
"Fitz, don't be such a little child, if you want to do us a favor, say it immediatley the next time," was Sanchez her respond.
Abruptly, the signal of the conversation stopped. The radio was down.
"O my god, the signals... Are dead," Simmons said. "Fitz!"
"Well, I... I didn't.... She must have..."
Then he realised it.
"Oh lord."
"There's nothing wrong," Sanchez said.
"It's just part of a trick."
"A trick?! Simmons shouted. "How could you know?"
"She's still a member from the rising tide," Fitz murmled.
Everyone could see that a lot of doom scenario's were playing in his head.
"Skye's offline," May contacted Coulson and Ward over the radio. "Repeat, we've lost audio and vituals."
"May."
Sanchez looked May right into the eyes.
"It's a trick. It's just a trick."
There was silence, for a few seconds. Then, a bleep sounded. A good one.
"She's done it! We're in!" Simmons shouted.
"Mother of all things- move move MOVE!!"
Fitz started working on the screen.
"Fitz, we need a restart here!" Coulson said over the radio.
"Fitz!"
"Saying his name repeatedly, does not increase productivity!" Simmons said.
" Okay, done!" Fitz answered.
"-Or maybe it does," Simmons said.

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"Doctor Hall, I'm agent Coulson, I have a exit strategy."
"Shield?" Hall asked. He was typing as a mad man on a touch screen in front of him. Before them, behind a window, they could see the cause of their problem.
Gravitonium. And it wasn't like the little one they had found. This one was enormous.
Like twelve feet.
"Yes sir. Let's get you out of here."
"I'm sorry Mr. Coulson," Hall replied. "I'm right were I'm supposed to be."
"Spare yourself the time of trying, Phil," a lady voice said.
"I already had a talk with the man last night, and unfortunately, he's stubborn like a donkey."
A young lady with brown hair, a white skin, and a white cocktaildress was standing in the small room, together with him and Hall. He had never seen her before.
But her eyes-
For a reason, he could always recognise her through her eyes. He hoped that it was specially for him, so that he could recognise her. Otherwise...
She was getting sloppy.
"I will be honest. This was absolutely not in our strategy," Coulson said.
"Doctor Hall, I warned you last night," the lady said. "You can come with him, or with me. If you were clever enough to take my advice, I would go with agent Coulson. That will be more comfortabel."
Her lips weren't moving, but Coulson could hear her voice inside his head.
"I tried talking to him. But you know, because of certain reasons, I can't do it myself."
"Look, I don't know what Quinn has promised you, but-"
"He wants to destroy his invention, so that nobody can get it," the lady said. "I said that I could do it for him, but, you know. Men..."
"Agent Coulson, what this lady simply does not understand, is that I want to burry my invention on the bottom of the sea, with Quinn. I'm sorry, but I had to make a choice. "
The device started to make a noise, and Coulson knew that he was starting.
But then... Every movement stopped.
"Okay."
Sanchez sat down at one of the chairs.
"I can't stop the time for long, because of all of this. So I want to hear it now. What are we going to do?"

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This was very necessary people :| I hope you all like it :D But now I have another question. How do you all want to meet the brother of Nyla?