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"You got the information, now we react," May said.
"We're gonna get our guys."
"Somebody has to," May replied.
"What about the SHIELD assault?" Simmons asked.
"We won't intefer. You don't need to land for a extraction. Three can pull it of."
"Four is better."
"Make that five, please."
Sanchez and Coulson were standing on the balcony.
"You're in?" Skye asked. "We have to be level eight to discuss this."
"We're not discussing anything."
"O my gosh, people. Can we just skip the talk part and go further with making sure that Coulson doesn't end up as the only not female on this bus? Come'on, this thing  needs to be in the air!" Sanchez shouted.

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"Ehe. Last chance Fitz."
Fitz looked at the device. If he would move one simple thing, the whole show would start.
"Are you sure you want to start this, because the second you pull the wire-"
He pulled the wire.
"Your turn."
Ward pressed the button of the signal device, and somewhere else, everyone started moving.
"Okay Fitz, lets go. We need to slib out of here before they notice that the device is brought down."
"Got it."
A alarm started.
"We need a new plan."

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"Are you sure this is gonna work?"
"Yes, theoretically."
Somewhere, a door opened.
"Hurry."
Fitz was doing something with the ding they got from the device.
"Okay, finished."
Immediateley, they heard a plane coming over the compound, and the explosion of a bomb.
"What was that?" Fitz asked.
"SHIELD, " Ward replied. "They've started their attack, what means that we don't have much time before they crush the compound."
Ward looked up, and pointed at a higher place.
" Get up there and take out as many of their weapons as you can with that thing," he demanded.
Guards came running down the stairs, and Fitz ran to another one, to get into position.
"Fitz!"
Fitz fired a shot, which eleminated the weapons from the guards. He fired a few more, while a guard was coming in the way of Ward, with a iron stick.
He had taken him down within a few seconds.
Another one came, and he took a iron chain. He didn't need long to take them all out.
Fitz came down from his higher spot, looking at a man he just shot with the weapon of the overkill device.
"I just did that."
"Yeah."
"Well, lets go."
They ran outside, right in the middle of armed seperatists.
"They said they needed a guy like you and a guy like me, right?" Fitz asked.
"Yeah. Right," Ward responded.
A dark shadow fell over them, and both of them looked up.
"It's the extraction team!"
"Better," Ward said. "It's the cavalry."
May brought the plane in position. Ward grinned.
"Never getting tired of seeing that."

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"Sanchez, what are you doing?"
Coulson stood in the entrance of Sanchez her bunk, while she was packing a lot of stuff in a back pack.
"I... Eh... Trouble."
"Ward and Fitz can come in any minute, isn't this-"
"No, this can't wait," Sanchez replied. "We... I'm still having five hours to go until I will get my powers back, but they've made an hour from it."
"That's good, right?" Coulson asked.
"No. Eh... Something has happend. Or is going to happen. I don't know. But let us say... I need to get back to Asguard. For business. My mastresses, gods have their souls, they will change the wires a bit. Everyone, except you and May, will believe that I'm going to visit my mother, who's spontaneously ill. Dragon will get me with the first transport."
"That means you're leaving."
She quitted packing, and sighing.
"Yeah. But I will be back for the next mission. I promise. I don't know how I will be, but still... I will be back. I promise."
She took her backpack, and left her bunk. Outside, she took her phone, and called a number.
"I'm ready. Say Heimdall he can get me. But please, let him be gently this time."
Coulson could hear some laughing at the other side of the line. A flash.
Than nothing.

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"Thanks for coming to get us, sir."
Ward and Coulson shook hands.
"We take care of our own."
Behind him was Simmons, standing at the entrance of the lab.
"Well done Fitz."
He took his backpack off.
"I'm so glad you're all right."
"Yep. Good to see you too."
She smiled.
"Oh. The sandwich, how was it?"
It took a while before he gave a response.
"Too much ravioli?"
"It was delicious."
They took the special case which was between them, and went into their lab.
Skye punched Ward on his shoulder.
"You know, for a second, I thought I had to find a new supervising officer."
"Sorry to disappoint," he replied.
"The truth is, I was in good hands."
He went into the lab, and gave Fitz a look before leaving it to go upstairs.
"I had Ward's back, the whole time. Pretty much saved him from a gang of monsters. I kicked a few guys heads in."
He sighed.
"But enough mission talk already. Anything excited happend at the hub?"
"I shot a superior officer in the chest," Simmons answered.
Fitz gave no response back.

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