I'm ashamed of myself guys. By the last chapter, I said that the next part would come soon. That was a long, long time ago. But now, I have no homework, and inspiration. I hope you all will enjoy this chapter. I owed you all.
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Location: Classified
"Hey," Skye said to someone from the airport staff.
"No joy rides, okay? It's my house."
"Don't worry."
The man placed a device on it, and started her van.
"Where do they think all this stuff?" Skye murmeled.
With a sad face, she said in mind goodbye to her van, and walked past Lola inside the bus, a plane that would become -hopefully- her new home for a long time. At the balcony, above the stairs, she could see Sanchez standing there.
Sanchez was until now the only person were she couldn't get good informed from it.
She wasn't that kind of agent like Coulson, but neither like Ward or May.
The doors from the lab went open, and Simmons and Fitz came outside.
'Agent Coulson told us the news!' Simmons said.
"What a wonderfull surprise! Isn't it, Fitz?"
Fitz, who was standing next to her, smiled.
"Yeah."
"No, It's wonderfull-"
"Yes, it's a surprise-"
"You must be very excited," Simmons said.
"Yep. For stave school," was Skye her response.
"Okay, so..."
Simmons led them up the stairs, while Fitz took the box from Skye, full of her stuff.
"Officialy," Fitz said when they walked through the bus, in the direction of the bunks.
"It's an airborne mobile command station. But we call it the bus. We find it best to use shorthand when in the field. But everything has to be just so, you know, because of the danger."
"Yeah, I've been up here before," was Skye her response. "But I didn't see much, because of the bag, that Agent Ward pulled over my head."
"Yes, so sorry about that," Simmons said a bit embarassed.
"Water?"
She gave a bottle of water to Skye.
"Weels up in two," Mays voice sounded over the radio.
"Lock it or loose it."
"What does that mean?" Skye asked to Simmons.
"No packing out now, let's find a bunk for our guest."
"Eh, Simmons?" Fitz asked.
"Yeah what Fitz?" was her response.
Fitz made a face.
"Eh... You know that the only one left is between me and-"
"Yes, I know Fitz," she said. "The one between you and agent Sanchez. So?"
Fitz dropped Skye her box on her bed, and went away, together with Simmons. Skye put her bag on the bed, when she heard knocking.
"Hey, I-"
"We don't have much time to talk, we have work to do," Sanchez said.
"Here, a description from the plane, this one isn't like others. And girl, before you even think about it, don't be scared that they don't like you. If there's a reason to don't like someone, than that's me."
Sanchez went away before Skye could even give a response, but Sanchez was soon followed by Coulson.
"Nice plane," Skye said.
"I earned a little good will from Direct Fury when I got hit right before the battle of New York," he said.
"You took a bullet?" Skye asked, a bit surprised.
"Ish.A asgardian stabbed me through the heart with a Chintauri scepter. The effect was simmular. Got a few weeks R and R, and this plane. Had it completely refurbished. Stads up. Spirit no expents."
"Yeah, agent Ward told me the same, you went to Tahiti."
"It's a magical place," Coulson said.
"You mentioned that."
She wanted to put her bottle on the table, but Coulson was faster.
"Here, use a coaster."
They both sat down on the bench, and they both did the safety belt on.
"Bucle up."
"I don't even know were we're going," Skye said.
"Peru. That's were the 0-8-4 was reported," Coulson said.
"And a 0-8-4 is-?"
"A object of unknown origin," was Coulson his response.
"Kind like you. Team goes in, determines if it's usefull, or if it posses a threat. The last one turned out to be pretty interesting."
"And what was the last one?" Skye asked.
"A hammer."
"Thor's hammer, to be exactly. The man was happy as a child with candy, when he had him back."
It was that Skye had her belt on, otherwise she would have jumped from her bench.
"Gosh! You-"
"I scared you? Look at Coulson, he's used to it."
Coulson made a face.
"Sanchez, go into the briefing room. I want you to make a list of possible threat's, from what the 0-8-4 can be."
"As you wish," she smiled. "And you know, sometimes you're just as funny as director Fury can be. He's such a funny man."
She walked away, and Skye gave Coulson a look.
"Is she Always like that?"
Coulson looked if he was able to kill someone.
"Most of the time, she's worser."
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Et voilà, there it is my friends :) I'm soo sorry for the long waiting, I hope you all like the chapter. Comment and a vote?