A/N: Since we are just a few days from Season 3 starting I had this little idea work its way into my head. No doubt completely off base with what is going to happen but I couldn't help myself. Let me know what you think or if you even want to see it continued. I am always open to PM's/reviews from my readers in ideas of what you want to see.

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Jemma Simmons smiled softly as she slowly woke up and took in her surroundings. For the first time in what felt like ages she felt completely safe and at peace. Warm and strong arms were wrapped around her, a slightly trembling hand resting on her stomach while her back was pressed against a bare chest. With contented sigh she snuggled deeper into the arms her fingers intertwining with his hands.

She was memorizing this sweet moment, not wanting to ever forget how she felt or what they had done. It had been weeks since her return but the chaos that followed had been a blur. Whisked into quarantine and more tests than even she could think of running, looking for any trace of what the monolith may have done to her…every single one coming back negative or normal. It was as if she had been placed in stasis, she herself having no memory of the three months.

Once free from quarantine she had slowly been allowed to resume her duties, get back to normal life, and last night she and Fitz had finally had their date. As promised off base, somewhere nice, just the two of them. They had talked for hours in a quiet corner of the restaurant, finally discussing what happened that fateful day at the bottom of the ocean. It was still fresh in her mind, how she felt watching Bobbi and Hunter after her rescue from Ward, how it made her feel, and she finally let it all out. She loved him he loved her.

Though he hardly needed to utter the actual words to confirm it to her. The team had each spent time with her following her return, taking turns on the rare occasion they were able to pry Fitz from her side to shower or go on a mission, and they told her of his determination to find her. How they had now apologetically given up but he wouldn't, he chasing down even the smallest lead, practically moving heaven and earth to find her.

The hand she was holding gently squeezed her own while the arm wrapped around her pulled her even closer. A gentle kiss was placed to her temple. Finally she turned, meeting crystal blue eyes "Morning" Fitz said softly placing another kiss to her lips. She happily returned the action "Morning" she returned.

There they stayed for most of the day, Coulson and the team leaving them undisturbed, placing tender kisses and soft touches, assuring themselves that the other was still there.

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Two months later the team had slipped into what had become the new normal for them. Tracking down the new Inhumans as they appeared before Price or Ward got to them first. It was tracking down Inhumans that had brought them there that day, May easily landing the Quin jet on the roof while the others loaded up their gear.

Daisy slipped on her gauntlets while Mack and Hunter checked their gear one last time. Fitz nervously went through his bags, all the while casting nervous glances in Jemma's directions as she did the same. It wasn't unusual for Fitz to be in the field now days, his search for Jemma had sent him on plenty of solo missions, but her being there was a first since her return.

She had developed a new serum for the ICER's, one specifically made to help take down an inhuman should they be unable to control their powers and too dangerous to attempt to get close too. Fitz had argued fiercely against it. He not ready for her to be out again even though he knew that like him she was a Shield agent and needed to get back to work. Nor did he want to face her wrath for trying to tell her to stay home.

"Camera's caught him running in here, we are thinking he can manipulate Water as every pipe he ran past burst" Daisy said. "On top of that he is armed with a gun having shot at the police officers who initially responded and tried to calm him down".

She watched both Fitz and Simmons tense at the comment while Mack and Hunter moved slightly closer to the pair as the door opened, May emerging from the cockpit. "We need to hurry, Price usually isn't far behind in these kinds of situations".

Daisy and Mack took the lead, Fitzsimmons in the middle, May and Hunter the rear all with weapons raised, eyes constantly scanning their surroundings. The warehouse seemed to have been abandoned for years, garbage and filth covering the floors. "Hello" Daisy called "My name is Daisy and we are from Shield…we are here to help you". For a few moments there was nothing but silence before a shaking voice echoed from somewhere in the catwalks above "I just want to be left alone!" he shouted.

The group turned and began moving towards the sound as Daisy continued to talk "Look, I know you're afraid, everything is changing, I've been there before…I can help". Footsteps ran from above on the catwalk into a second smaller room off to the side "Please, just leave me alone!"

This room was smaller, full of forgotten boxes, the only light coming in through the broken windows near the roof. They entered Daisy seeing a man in black huddled in the far corner of the catwalk. Daisy and Mack slowly worked their way forward while the others stayed in the center to give them space to work. May looked around the room her weapon still raised, the hair on the back of her next standing on end.

Fitz had seemed to pick up on it too, bright eyes fixed on the sprinkling system that ran above their heads, a drop of water falling from one of the heads. "I thought he was setting off water…" Simmons whispered voicing her partner's thoughts. Hunter cursed under his breath "It's a trap!" He shouted, Daisy and Mack freezing from the ladder they were on.

"Everyone out" May ordered trusting her instincts "Back to the jet!"

A dark familiar laugh followed by clapping came from the door, a flurry of activity as men dressed in black tactical gear emerged from behind the boxes with guns drawn. The owner of the laugh appeared in the door way, blocking them in "I must say that was beyond easy" Grant Ward said holding up his own gun "Now…weapons down…you too Skye you and your friend in the center with the others….gauntlets off too".

"Its Daisy now" she snapped more out of habit that meaning to back talk. This was the first time she'd come face to face with the fallen Agent since the Artic. Ward raised an eyebrow at her with an amused smirk. May, Mack, and Hunter stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with her in a show of unity. But Ward could see exactly what they were doing, trying to shield Fitzsimmons from his line of site. "What do you want?" May ground out her voice dripping with venom and hate, Hunter practically vibrating next to her.

Ward smiled again his men closing ranks as he did and blocking the door. "What do you think I could possibly want….Coulson's favorite agents all in one place…two brilliant scientists…a gifted Inhuman…The Calvary herself…" There was an ominous tremble as Daisy felt her control slip slightly. Ward didn't hesitate, firing his gun and catching Mack in his arm. They cried out, Mack grabbing the wound but not going down, instead pushing Simmons back behind him when she tried to come look at the wound. It hadn't hit anything vital, and clearly a warning to Daisy and the tremors stropped.

"Enough" a deep gravelly voice demanded as another hulking shadow emerged from the darkness, the monster they knew as Lash stepping into the dim light. "You may have your fun when I am done" dark eyes fixing on the surrounded group. Ward glowered but gave a slight bow to allow him forward.

Lash stepped closer, studying them each in turn, eyes briefly falling on Mack for a time "You have been touched" he said and the mechanic stiffened. Mack hated any reminders of what had happened to him in the temple, what he had done to his friends. The monster continued next his gaze setting on Daisy "And you went through the sacred mists without permission" he growled. She fought to keep her powers in check again "I never asked for this, I was kidnapped by him and my own father" she countered.

"You went down there on your own Skye, doing what you always do, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong" Ward countered back just as harshly.

Lash growled again "How does not interest me, just the fact that you did it without permission from the elders is unforgivable…Jaiying had no right to place her daughter at the front of the line…" Daisy looked ready to snap again and he held up his hand "Your reckoning will come interloper…but for now it must wait. I am here for the Chosen…I can sense they are near…sense the Kree influence…"

Fitz couldn't help himself wrapping Simmons into his arms, her hands clutching at his shirt, as the team pulled back even closer. He lost her once and he was not going to lose her again, not to him, not to anyone. And he didn't even want to think about what the monster meant by "The Chosen". She sure as hell didn't choose to be pulled into that God forsaken rock.

"That would be her" Ward said deviously pointing at the huddled Simmons. If possible the group closed in even more, now surrounding her on all sides, and though he was now hidden by the wall of muscle that was Mack, Fitz's unmistakable accent coming from behind it. "Touch her and I will kill you".

"If you make it past us first ugly" Hunter said dropping into a defensive crouch. Ward raised his hand and his men all cocked their guns in response. Lash ignored Hunter all together and moved so he could get a better view of the huddled scientists "And she has taken a Mate".

"Oy!" Hunter shouted while Daisy had to use her hands to stifle something between a gasp and a scream at the comment. Fitz and Simmons together were many things…namely adorable, but hearing her friends referred to as Mates was very disconcerting. Even Ward looked over at his temporary ally with a raised eyebrow. He had to move as well to get a look at the huddled pair, and while they had always been close there was definitely something different something more in the way he held her.

Lash turned to Ward "I require them both" he said simply "You may have the others to complete your closure as you called it". Ward looked a little put off, unwilling to give up Fitz as well. He wanted to make Coulson pay and wanted to use as much of his team as possible to do it. After he'd 'convinced' Fitz to make him a few toys of his own before leaving him battered and broken on Coulson's door step. But he had seen Lash in action knew better than to go against him right now.

As Lash and Ward talked, May spoke as loud as she dared "Sk…Daisy take out as many of the shooters as you can, concentrate on the ones right in front of us. Hunter, Mack, and I will go behind. Mack deploy the smoke screen on my mark. Fitz…"

"Get her out of here" he finished placing a finger to her lips when she started to protest. "No way are you trading yourself to them in exchange for us" he added reading her thoughts and shushing her as Lash and Ward finished their own conversation.

"You heard him, Fitz and Simmons come on out and this won't have to get ugly. I promise if you do I won't make the others suffer before they die, nice clean shots, they won't feel a thing". Ward said stepping forward aiming his gun directly at Hunter.

May didn't wait any longer "Now!"

Daisy was already in motion before the word was out of her mentor's mouth, a large pulse that shook the room with its force even without the gauntlets amplifying her powers. The wave hit the two ringleaders and a number of the men as she turned to focus on stopping any incoming bullets. Mack pulled the smoke screen from his bag and set it on the floor. The fog billowed and easily filled the smaller room "Turbo, go!" He hissed as Fitz ran by hand in hand with Simmons bolting out the door before Daisy's victims could recover.

Fitz had come a long way since the pod and time at the Academy, his last few months in the field greatly improving his strength and speed, so he did his best not to drag Jemma along as he bolted from the warehouse. "What does he want with me?" she asked breathlessly not daring to look back while her hand clutched Fitz's like a lifeline.

"Not hanging around here to find out" Fitz said ducking into an ally for a moment. He peered up to the roof to see that Ward's men were there waiting with the jet should someone come up. Instead he pulled out his comm "Agent Fitz to Director Coulson" he said pushing Jemma down the alley "Sir I really need you to pick up now!"

Coulson's voice finally came over the comm "Fitz? What's wrong?" he asked his concern clearly evident "Where are the others".

"We need back up, it was an ambush curtsey of Ward and Lash…they're after Jemma so the others are running interference while we…." He was cut off abruptly as a large hand shot out from one of the doors lining the ally, snatching the engineer and lifting him as if he was nothing, slamming him into the wall and knocking him unconscious. The comm clattered the ground, channel still open, as Simmons scream echoed along the bricks "Leo!"

Lash emerged his beady eyes falling on Simmons as she froze "Let him go!" she shouted desperately hurling a rock at the beasts head. It hit and he merely looked annoyed free hand shooting out and snatching her by the neck as well. At the contact his eyes went wide and a sinister smile forming on his face. "It has begun, how wonderful" he said approvingly looking her over possessively now that he had her up close, eyes lingering on her stomach for a few moments longer. She couldn't contain the shutter that ran through her body, voice unable to form words as the grip around her throat tightened, her vision rapidly growing black. The last thing she heard was Coulson's panicked yells and a black SUV pulling up to the end of the ally and throwing open its door.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Hope there was enough of a hint there but what do you think…worth continuing?

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