A/N: Thanks so much for all the support! So happy you are all enjoying this! I'll get right to it!

Coulson stood in the hanger, waiting for the newest transport of recruits to arrive. This group was going to be larger than any before, finally bringing the Playground up to full capacity. May was at his side, tablet with names of the incoming agents ready to go. Fitz running up out of breath as the cargo bay doors opened and the jet began to taxi in. "Sorry," Fitz panted, pulling up his own tablet with the list of incoming agents assigned to the lab.

Both May and Coulson started at him for a few moment, Simmons was usually the one that did intake, being very particular in who went were. The dark circles under his eyes and frazzled appearance indicated he'd had a long day already and the sun was barely up. As if feeling their eyes on him he looked up. "My mum called, she's more than ready to meet Alexandra in person. Then after three hours of grandma guilt Alexandra decided she was done being cute and cried…all night. Jem was in tears and ready to give her a full medical work up before the poor thing finally calmed down and they both fell asleep. I couldn't bear to wake her so I'm doing the intake".

Coulson nodded but decided to make sure that no only Fitzsimmons got a few hours to themselves in the next few days, refereeing the impending fight of who would get to watch the baby, but figure out how to get both Fitz's mother and Simmons's parents out for a visit. The idea of Fitz's mum calling him again, this time demanding why she hasn't seen her one and only granddaughter, was not something he was ready to face. "I'll see what we can do about that," he said with a warm smile.

"I get the baby," May whispered in his ear in a tone that left no room for argument as soon as Fitz turned his attention back to the tablet.

The plane completed its taxi, the garage team setting to work securing it and preparing it for its next mission. The trio pulled themselves to attention trying to make the best first impression. The ramp fully lowered with an ominous clack onto the concrete floor. The plane sat, no signs of movement, and every passing second filled the room with dread. "Something is not right," May muttered.

Before Coulson or Fitz could agree or act a figure appeared at the top of the ramp, flanked by armed men as far back as they could see, every gun pointed at the trio. Ward smirked, holding out his hand that was full of cigars "Fitz! So happy you're here! I understand congratulations are in order".

Fitz's eyes widened in horror, he knew. Ward strode down the ramp with his men in tow "Have to say I was a little sad you didn't send me an announcement". Coulson and May both slowly and subtly shifted in front of the stunned and shaking engineer, every bone in his body screaming at him to run to Jemma and Alexandra to protect them.

Ward caught the movement as well, "No one moves another muscle until I say so since I'm pretty sure the Director here can't take another shot to his heart" he warned. With a wave of his hand his men moved, trotting down the ramp and taking up positions all around the bay, securing the few agents that had been on duty at the time. No one putting up a fight, not with Coulson directly in Wards line of fire.

"What do you want?" Coulson said his voice dripping with venom as he raised himself up to meet Ward's gaze head on.

"Closure," Ward said simply pulling a stack of zip ties from his pocket, securing Coulson first. "May, Fitz" he warned. The two shot defiant looks bit complied, allowing him to tightly bind their wrists together behind their backs. "My friend on the other hand he'd really like a chance to meet the baby Fitzsimmons…"

With that Lash appeared from the depths of the plane, his eyes glittering with excitement. "No!" Fitz screamed, his voice cracking and he would have run at the beast had Ward not grabbed him and held him in place. Fitz still fought "You will not touch her!"

"Her?" Ward said with a smile "Ahh, it's a girl…I'll bet she has her Daddy's bright blue eyes and Mother's looks right?" This time met with a strangled sob from the father. May and Coulson both moved as well forced back by guns at their chests. "Ward, please don't do this...you have no idea what Lash is capable of or after…" Coulson pleaded.

Ward rolled his eyes and nodded to Kebo, who drove the butt of his gun into Coulson's head dropping him unconscious before placing the barrel at his bleeding temple. "Now, May….I'm going to make this offer once and only once…for old times' sake…I want you to evacuate the base, telling them to avoid the hanger of course, perhaps claim biological contamination". May narrowed her eyes the curse on the tip of her tongue. "Don't and not only will every agent on this base die but so will Coulson here…and as much as I want to see him suffer I'll get just as much pleasure watching you".

"The tablet," she relented nodding to the one Fitz had dropped "Open the communications tab"

"Kebo, help her get the message out…Fitz and I need to make a personal call here…can't have Simmons slipping out with the others right now can we," Ward said tugging Fitz off to the side and rifling through his pockets until he found his phone. "Ward I will do anything you want, build you weapons, take down security of anything you want, just please leave them alone," Fitz pleaded. Another smile twisted on his face at the picture that came up as he activated the device. The happy family, Fitz and Simmons beaming over the little bundled tucked in their arms. She did indeed have her fathers eyes.

May's voice was now calmly speaking over the bases PA system while the phone in Wards hands began to ring, Jemma picking up almost immediately.

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While Fitz had taken her place at intake in order to allow Jemma few more precious minutes of sleep, Alexandra had other plans. Within minutes the little baby was up, wailing at the top of her lungs, louder than the new mother had ever heard her before.

The tears and frustration from the night before were returning as all of her efforts were only met with more cries. The door to their quarters flying open and a panicked looking Daisy running in. "Daisy?" Jemma questioned as she bounced the crying baby "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know," she said rushing over to Jemma's side, fondly caressing the baby's head. "Something just old me I needed to be here". Alexandra quieted with Daisy's presence, the wails turning into whimpers. Jemma was about to utter her thanks when May's voice came over the PA. "This is Assistant Director May, all agents are to immediately evacuate the base due to a hazardous materials spill in the cargo bay, report to your assigned safe house and await further instructions".

The two women looked at each other questioningly, Jemma pulling up her phone to call Fitz only to see he was already calling. "Fitz! What is going on? Are you okay?" she nearly cried.

The voice that responded was not the one she was expecting, "Hello Jemma".

Daisy had to grab her and keep both her and Alexandra up as her friends knees gave out. "Ward! What have you done with Fitz!?" Daisy let out a gasp, the base trembling slightly in response. She remained silent not wanting Ward to know she was there.

"Relax, Daddy's fine, for now…Grandpa Phil has a nice bump on the head but he'll live" he chided. "But if you want it to stay that way I need you to do something for me". Daisy shook her head, Jemma ignoring her "What?" she stammered.

"I want to meet the baby…"

"Jemma no! Run, get out of here! La..." Fitz voice cried in the background. She could hear Ward growling and the horrible sound of someone being hit, Fitz's voice silent after that.

"Fitz! Fitz! Leo!" she cried, Alexandra responding to her mother's distress.

Ward laughed again, reveling in the pain "You ready to listen now Jemma?" he asked "All you have to do is come down to the cargo bay with the Little One…alone. No Skye, no Hunter, no Bobbi. You have my word that no one, including Fitz here will be harmed further. Daisy felt her heart break at the look on her friends face, tears streaming down her face as she looked at the baby in her arms.

"Okay," she finally ground out, placing a silencing hand over Daisy's mouth to stop her from speaking. "Just don't hurt anyone else, I'll be down in five minutes". He didn't say anything more, cutting the call and Jemma let the device slip from her fingers and clatter to the floor.

"You can't…" Daisy shouted.

Jemma pulled her into a hug, before pulling back and gently putting Alexandra into her arms. She then ran into the nursery next door emerging less than a minute later with one of the many stuffed animals, a blanket, and a stocked diaper bag. "I'm not," Jemma said placing the diaper bag on Daisy's shoulder.

She wrapped the stuffed toy tightly in the blanket and clutching it to her chest. Daisy realized what she was doing even as Jemma came up again, nuzzling her daughters head before peppering kisses all over her tiny face. Her cries quieting as tiny eyes looked back at her questioningly.

"Jemma, no you can't" Daisy pleaded knowing this was the almost the last thing Fitz would want.

"Take her Daisy, find Bobbi, Mack, and Hunter and run…as far and as fast as you can. No matter what Ward threatens or does to Fitz or I, and forgive me May or Coulson, do not come back, keep her safe".

Daisy shook her head defiantly trying to hand Alexandra back "No, you're coming with us, I can't let you do this…besides it won't work…" Jemma gave a sad smile before kissing her baby one last time "It will buy you enough time to get out of here with her, use the elevator in Coulson's office. Please don't fight me on this, we can't let Ward have her, I can't bear the thought of what he will do" turning her attention fully to Alexandra. "Go with Aunt Daisy my Little One, she will take care of you, but Mommy and Daddy need you to be good for her, okay? We love you so very much…never forget that my Love".

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Lash paced the cargo bay anxiously, the energy in his hands glowing in anticipation. He could feel the child's presence, feel it was nearby, he was so close to getting it he could almost taste it. The Hydra soldiers had secured the doors and positioned themselves should anyone try to force their way in. The lesser agents who had been present bound and contained in a far corner. The Mate and the two he assumed were in charge, the ones Ward focused his attention on were all bound at the bottom of the ramp. All three awake yet unable to speak due to the gags that had been secured over their mouths.

His partner paced in front of the captives, savoring his victory.

There was a faint knock at the metal door to the room, everyone turning their attention to his while Fitz began to cry and struggle again. Lash could see the blood trickling from his wrists as he fought against the bindings, having to admire the tiny humans efforts. Ward reached down and hauled the younger man up before nodding to open the door. One of his men using the Directors card to do so.

Lash growled in excitement as it slid aside, revealing the Chosen, clutching a blanketed bundle to her chest. She took a few tentative steps into the room "Let them go first," she said her voice surprisingly strong and full of authority. As she spoke Lash focused on the bundle, finding it odd it wasn't having any reaction to his presence.

Ward didn't seem too, laughing "I never said anything about letting them go. Now get in here or I will make you regret it". To emphasize his point he squeezed Fitz's neck tighter, and despite the suffocation his eyes clearly begged for her to run.

Tears slipped down her cheeks as she looked between her friends, Fitz, and Lash. "Really Ward, you're willing to turn an innocent child, a baby, over to a monster! I didn't think even you would could fall that far" she hissed stepping in just enough for the door to close.

Ward threw Fitz to the floor, holding him in place by his collar as soon as he tried to rise. "You said I was the monster" he countered. "You tried to kill me Jemma, consider this fair payment..."

"Enough! I want the child now! Then you may play…with the Chosen, her Mate, your former colleagues…but after I have the child!" Lash roared, the energy in his hands flaring. As he did all those months ago back in the warehouse Ward seemed put off with having to take orders from someone else but knew better than to argue, pulling a gun from his belt and pressing it to Fitz temple. Fitz continued to fight, and scream behind the gag despite the weapon. "You heard the man Jemma…now".

She turned, still practically leaning against the door, to Lash all authority gone from her voice, replaced by a pleading mother "Take me too…wherever you are going to take her…please take me too…I beg of you".

"And me!" Fitz cried. Ward looked down surprised, impressed he'd somehow managed to get the gag off in the first place. "We'll both go, no fight!"

"No Fitz, that is not the deal, not this time…" Ward said, Lash merely nodding in agreement. "I will take the Chosen, the child may still need her for the foreseeable future." Lash added, holding his hand out to her "Come along Chosen, unless you wish for me to eliminate your Mate right before your and your child's eyes".

To emphasize his point he aimed his power right at the kneeling Fitz. "Don't!" Jemma cried, slowly moving forward, her eyes locking with Fitz's "Jemma…don't…." the words dying on his lips as he got the message. He had to force himself not to sigh in relief, instead giving May and Coulson a thumbs up with his bound hands.

She moved slowly, kissing the bundle softly, each step seeming to take hours, until she was right in front of the beast. "Let me see it," he growled. Just as slowly as she walked over, she lowered her arms and revealed a bright pink teddy bear hidden within the folds.

Lash's eyes widened, snatching the toy and incinerating it in his hands. He roughly grabbed Jemma and shoved her back until she hit the wall with a pained cry. Ward grunted as well, forced to bodily pin Fitz to the ground, the engineer surprising him with a sudden show of strength in a desperate bid to get to and protect her.

"Where is it?!" He howled

Jemma's fire had returned, any traces of fear gone, her eyes boring into his. "Safe and somewhere you will NEVER find her".

To Be Continued….