A friendrequest from a to her unknown user popped up into her screen. But when she saw the request message, she accepted the request, and started a skype call.
"Since when are you trying to contact me with skype?"
It had been an silent day on the bus, and Sanchez had been doing stuff on her laptop.
Not the regular stuff a regular human would do.
She put her camera on for a face to face chat, and Dragon appeared in a briefing room. She recognised the walls immediately.
The room of the reapers.
As the god of the death, everything what will die, is going to die, stuff what's extincted, or is going to be extincted, Dragon was also the leader of the reapers. Not reapers with a scythe. Most of the time, they reaped gently.
"Since we're on earth, in the twenty-first century."
"Whatever. Ehm... Because of your location, should I be worried?"
Dragon gave no response. He only made a face.
"Okay, what've you messed up this time?"
"It isn't me. Some of my first class reapers messed up. Don't start, he's already punished. I'm having an escaped soul, and he's going to mess with the time line of someone you will meet in the near future."
"Sounds fun."
"Shut up. You know it isn't. His name is Tobias Ford. If the soul-"
"Get's in the system of the plane, we're all screwed. Yes, I know. Thanks for the warning, little brother."
"Don't call me-"
She already had pressed the skype call away.
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"I swear, you definitely should read the book. It's quiet interesting."
Sanchez had dropped a book on Coulson his desk, 'What to do by spirit possession.' He didn't seem very interested.
"You'd better focus on the next mission."
"That girl? Oh, come'on-"
"You better watch your step," Coulson growled angrily to Sanchez.
"Don't get me wrong. I have the greatest respect for you, I swear. I don't know if it is still your goal to stay with your cover, but Skye is suspecting stuff. And she isn't the only one."
"How surprising. The girl is curious."
"I am serious, Nyla," Coulson said. "You've been beheading people like it was the most normal thing in the world. As a SHIELD agent, you can do a lot, but even that... It isn't normal. It isn't human."
"Coulson-"
He pointed at her with one finger, as a sign that she should shut her mouth, and that their conversation was over.
"Look at the screen, and focus on the girl. Skye can be here any minute for the briefing."
Sanchez nodded, and looked at the screen.
Big shot that the lost soul would have to do something with this girl, Hannah Hutchins.
A few minutes later, Skye came in, and Coulson briefed her about their upcoming mission.
"Wait, A telekinetic? I thought they didn't exist," she said.
"They do, actually," Sanchez mumled.
"We never verified one. That's why we're going to Batesville to conduct an index asset evaluation and intake," Coulson told Skye.
"I've said before that SHIELD should quit with calling it an index," Sanchez said to Coulson. "It are just people with powers. Putting them on an index, it makes them more like... 'things."
"Does that mean we talk to her and see if she has powers?" Skye asked.
"Basically," Coulson replied.
"For a certain point, I agree with Sanchez," Skye said. "Less IRS, more... better. Something like "the welcome wagon". "
"Look, that's where I'm talking about," Sanchez grinned. "That girl has ideas where SHIELD could learn from."
With one look of Coulson, Sanchez became silent.
"I want you to pay close attention to this one, Skye," Coulson said. "This is an opportunity to learn how to deal with someone's new found abillities."
"It's not like I've never done this before," she said. "I've found Mike Peterson before you did."
"Yeah, and that went well," Sanchez mumbled. Both Skye and Coulson looked at her angrily, and Sanchez made "Gosh, why am I here?" movements to the sky.
"This is a chance to see how it's done when it's done right. And now we're even having someone like Sanchez on board, a specialist in the gifted, it should go well."
Skye asked with her eyes if he was kidding or not, but she remained silent, while looking through the file he had given her.
"How many people like this have you encountered?"
"A handfull," Coulson replied. "There is not that many people on the index."
"They must wig out when they see SHIELD run up."
"Each case is diffrent. Diffrent people. Diffrent powers. Some people don't even know that they're gifted," Sanchez told her.
"The whole proces is very special," Coulson said. "But from what we now, this one is a very sensitive situation."
"Particle accelerator explodes," Skye read from the file.
"They should burn these things down to the ground," Sanchez growled. "They never brought the world a lot of good."
"Hannah Hutchins, one of the quality control engineers. Was it her fault?"
"A lot blame her. Four technicians died in that blast. On her watch."
"That's terrible," Skye responded. "All those families..."
"Small church community. Pretty raddled."
"She must be too. Friends and co-workers dead, and on top of all that, she might have some crazy power she can't understand."
"We need to see that for ourselves. I will know if she has powers when I see her," Sanchez said.
"Why that?" Skye asked.
"Let's say... I have a sixth sense for that."
They came down the stairs in the cargo hold, where Fitzsimmons were waiting.
"Sir, the department of energy has declared that the particle accelerator lab is to dangerous for us to enter," Simmons told them.
"But the good news is, we still think we can receive the disaster event data from the instruments," Fitz said.
"We'll determine the cause if there's any correlation between telekinesis spontanious forming, and the particle accelerator exploding," Simmons finished.
"Well, it does use giant magnets to fire billtons of-"
Fitzsimmons and Skye their mouths fell wide open, extremely surprised by the scientific explanation, given by Coulson. Sanchez was only leaning against the SUV, slightly smiling.
"I read," Coulson responded when everyone was silent.
"I will try not to mention big bangs when we talk to Hudgins about the explosion," Skye said.
"You stay in the car," Coulson said. "This is a delicate situation, and we don't know what kind of danger this woman poses, so, I'll make a initial contact with Agents Ward, May, and Sanchez."
"It's a delicate situation, so you're bringing along 'warm, fuzzy, and head killer?'"
Coulson ignored her question. Sanchez grinned slightly.