Furylicous
Ward and FitzSimmons were still staring at the security feeds, looking for May's and Coulson's reactions. Ward saw them look at each other than nod to Skye. FitzSimmons quickly shut off the video feed when they saw the trio leaving.
"Okay....just act natural?" Simmons said, unsure of what to do. None of them had ever been in a situation like this before.
Coulson and May finally emerged, with a very angry, and very young girl with them. May's face was completely blank, not a single expression crossed her face. Ward did notice though, her eyes were blanker than usual.
Without a word, May made her way to the cockpit. Coulson gestured for Ward to follow, as he and the angry girl made their way downstairs to the cars.
When they arrived, Coulson looked at the girl, hope clearly in his eyes.
"We could take Lola.." the 'if you want' was left unsaid but clearly meant.
Ward thought May's looks were bad, but it was absolutely nothing compared to the girls. He felt extreme pity for Coulson, Ward would rather die, than be on the receiving end of that glare.
Never saying a word, Skye jumped into the back seat of the van. Coulson got into the passenger side, leaving Ward to drive.
"So where exactly are we going?" Ward asked to no one in particular. Coulson looked at Skye who was too busy on her phone to notice. Before Coulson could ask, the GPS on the dash lit up, with a new set of co-ordinates to follow. "Well that answers that" Ward muttered.
The drive wasn't more than thirty minutes or so, but continued in silence. Skye pulled out a pair of earphones from somewhere to avoid any sort of communication with anyone.
When they arrived at their destination, all three of them got out. Skye started to walk down an alley. Coulson took Ward aside and told him quietly "Make sure she gets back safe."
Although he hadn't been told directly, he realised he was tasked with getting Skye safely back to the BUS. Shit. If anything happened, he'd be a dead man.
Skye walked them down an alley until they got to a clunky, old, blue van. Skye had relaxed considerably thanks to no longer being around Coulson and being near her baby now.
She stopped in front of the car and turned around to Ward. "We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Skye" she said holding out her hand.
"Ward" he replied with, shaking her hand.
He hadn't really gotten a good look at her before but he was able to really see her now. She had on a simple pair of ankle boots with skinny jeans, a leather jacket and a plain purple top. No jewellery and as far as he could tell, no make up. The whole outfit was simple but she looked good in it. Something about the way she held herself
They got into the van with Skye in the drivers seat. Ward quickly looked around the back. There was a bed in the back along with a small sink unit. Next to that was a mini fridge and a small table holding a camping cooker. Closest to the driving compartment, was a desk holding up two laptops, three different desktops and two keyboards.
"Quite the set up you've got back there" Ward said. Skye looked back with a fond smile on her face. "Yeah" she said "took a while to get everything in place and nail it down so it dosn't go flying while i drive. Oh, that reminds me" She said, climbing into the back of the van to mess with some wires and what looked like an ipod of some sort. Ward took the opportunity to plant a tiny bug in the lining of the seat.
At that exact moment, one of Skye's computers lit up. Skye looked up immediately and went to see what it was. Poor Ward. He had no idea who he was dealing with. She was raised by spies, and as much as she hated it, they had installed their caution in her. Which is why she had constant scans going on to pick up any sort of bug, virus or hack trying to enter the safe zone that was her van.
Skye schooled her features back into the innocent and cheerful face she had on only moments ago. Again, she was trained by freaking spies, she could control far more than her face.
She plugged in her music and turned it up loud, effectively cutting off any type of conversation.
When they got back, Lola was nowhere in sight, leaving room for Skye's van. She looked up after parking, to find two people right outside, practically buzzing with energy.
She got out of the car, being greeted by the duo.
"Hello there" the guy started "He's Fitz" the girl continued "She's Simmons" "Most people just call us FitzSimmons" "She's bio chem" "He's engineering" Simmons finally finished.
Skye looked at them, amusement clear on her face. "You are aware that-"
"We finish each others sentences, yes bad habbit, sorry" Simmons finished for her.
"Skye" she said, introducing herself.
On the drive back to the BUS Phil realized he'd have to call Fury. Skye wanted to speak to him and he was family. He deserved to know Skye had been found. Arriving at the BUS, he parked the SUV, then moved Lola out of the way so Skye's van could fit.
Walking up the stairs, he got May's attention and motioned for her to follow, going up the stairs to his office with May right behind him.
Picking up his phone, he typed in a complicated code, before it started ringing and he put it on loud speaker.
"What the hell do you want Coulson?" Fury's asked through the phone. Coulson wasn't surprised by the gruff attitude, it was just who Fury was.
"We found her, sir" was all Coulson said.
Fury was silent for a very long time, none of them breaking the silence.
That was until Fury, his voice just above a whisper, said "you sure it's her? You haven't seen her in four years, it could be an imposter.
"It's her, sir. She had quite a lot to say to us. She even pinned May to the table when she tried to hug her" Coulson said, a smile on his lips.
Fury out right laughed at that. That sounded like the girl he knew. "How is she?" he asked.
"Pissed" Coulson started "and rightfully so. But other than that, healthy, seems to be eating. One thing worried me though, she knew about her adoption, being an 084 and what happened in China."
"Well shit. She's better at hacking then I thought" Fury sounded worried, but there was pride in her voice. "Anything else?"
"Well that's the thing. She's demanded that we take her to you, says she misses you and then we're to drop her off to China, in search of her birth parents" Coulson finished, all happiness gone from his voice.
"FUCK" Fury yelled from the phone, making Coulson and May jump. Why had he reacted so violently?
"Okay, bring her to the HUB, but there is no way in hell she's going to find her birth parents, I don't care what we have to do but that is NOT happening. I'll explain it all when I see you again. Is Skye on the plane now? Put me on to her." Fury told them in his director voice that left no room for argument.
May and Coulson walked down to the garage where Skye would most likely be. They had to stop for a moment though when they saw Skye talking with FitzSimmins, a smile on her face. It was something neither of them had seen in years.
The smile was quickly replaced with a murderous glare when she saw May and Coulson walking towards her.
Everyone was quiet and tense while they waited to see how Skye would react. All Coulson did was hand her the phone. SKye reluctantly took it, distrust clear in her eyes.
Slowly, she lifted it to her ear and muttered a quiet "hello." All glares left her face when she heard who was on the other side.
She wasn't nearly as angry with Fury as she was with her parents. He was the head of a spy agency for christ sake, besides he still called at least every month. And if she was honest, they were the best part of her month. He was the only family who still seemed to care. If he wasn't busy, it was every week and if she was really lucky, every day.
A wide grin escaped her face, much to her annoyance. She quickly opened the side entrance to her van to get some privacy, but not before she could be heard saying "Oh my Furylicous, it's good to hear from you."