Spirit in the Skye | OTA

[morethan084]

Who: Daisy Johnson (Skye in this case) and YOU
Where: Various
When: February 9th-11th
Rating: PG-13 (Mentions of blood and gunshot wound injuries.)
Summary: Daisy 'wakes up' in Wonderland going by the name Skye is recovering from a severe injury. She's also aged back to 25 years old and has long hair again.
The Story:

CLOSED TO JEMMA AND FITZ

[Skye woke up to that growingly familiar burning sensation of pain that radiated throughout her abdomen, which she’s been dealing with ever since she got shot three weeks ago. She was getting ready to call Simmons back in to give her more pain meds when she realizes how different this bed feels, and the familiar tugging on her arm from the IV was gone when she brought a hand up to her face.

Opening her eyes panic instantly sets in when she finds herself in a completely unfamiliar room and all of the annoying equipment she had been hooked up to was gone.”]

Jemma?

[No answers, and she’s clearly the only one in this room with no windows. Mind racing with a billion scenarios as to where she could be and how she got here, Skye gets out of the bed slightly hunched over but hurrying over to the door. Pressing her ear against the door she doesn’t hear anything and risks carefully opening the door to look outside. Yeah, none of this was familiar. This wasn’t the bus and she has nothing with her to protect herself with, but she fears she would just be a sitting duck if she stays in her room. Even if walking around right now was proving to be way more difficult than she wishes it was. In fact she doesn’t get very far before the hallway is tilting and she’s collapsing to the floor.]

OTA

Diner

[Skye isn’t really feeling like herself, but, she should try to eat something. Even if eating recently has been a struggle. Finding a diner on the floor above where she had come out of, Skye walks in looking like death warmed over. Taking a seat at one of the booths, Skye reads over the menu although most of it didn’t look very appealing to her right now.]

Garden

[Skye had overheard someone saying there were dinosaurs outside, but despite even waking up in this place, Skye found that hard to believe without checking it out for herself.

They weren’t joking.]

How high am I right now?

[She’s speaking to herself, but, if someone overhears her hopefully they can convince her that they’re seeing it too.]

Wildcard

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Comments

[hypoxic]

[He'll help Skye into bed, biting his cheek to hold back his own emotions. It's frustrating that he needs an interpreter in the first place.]

I can fix it.

[He can't, not really. Not without miles of research and resources. But it's the fastest way he can think of to keep them from discounting him. He's just got to keep proving himself.]

[bravejemma]

[If she had a painkiller she could give Skye, she might feel better, but there doesn't seem to be any hint that this room could contain any medical supplies. She'll settle for restricting her to bed rest as long as she'll listen.]

Doctor Who -- and it's not on you completely, Fitz. We'll figure it out together.

[She knows he's all there, even if it comes out in bits and pieces that don't always make sense.]

[morethan084]

[Letting Fitz help her back down onto the bed, Skye watches him when he's talking to Jemma. She really wants to know what's wrong with him but right now doesn't seem like the best time to be asking.]

I'm guessing your cell phones don't work here?

[She didn't have hers on her when she woke up here. Of course.]

Just give me a minute and then we can start looking around.

[Yeah. She needs more than a minute, but, she's too stubborn to admit it.]

[hypoxic]

[He shakes his head. No, no phones. No anything useful, really. But when Skye's settled, he'll return to the doorway and cast an anxious glance out into the hall.]

..... Hydra?

[They must all be thinking it.]

[bravejemma]

[Too late to stop it, a shudder runs down Jemma's spine. She was thinking it, but was saving that hypothesis for last.]

Let's not jump to any conclusions just yet.

[morethan084]

[Skye should probably be worried if Jemma and Fitz were worried, right?]

Wait. HYDRA? I thought they were taken care of decades ago?

[hypoxic]

...

["Taken care of." Is that what they called it? Fitz gives Skye a long stare, as heat rises up his neck and cheeks in ugly red blotches. He takes a rough grip on the edge of her desk, shoving at the edge until its contents begin to slide and spill over the other side.

Hydra is very much not taken care of, Skye.]

[bravejemma]

Fitz -- !

[At the risk of letting Skye get up from the bed, she goes to Fitz's side, a hand on his shoulder.]

She was pulled from earlier. She doesn't know-- she doesn't know they were there the whole time.

[And it occurs to her, then: she won't know about Ward. Hopefully they can avoid it, otherwise there might not be anything left on the desk.]

[morethan084]

[Skye was unsurprisingly confused, flinching at the sound of things being shoved off the desk in the room. When Jemma hurried over to him, Skye is starting to get up but pauses when she hears Jemma saying something to Fitz.]

What do you mean the whole time? Jemma?

[Because she doubts Fitz would answer right now. She can’t remember the last time, if there was ever a time he was this mad.]

[hypoxic]

[When Jemma touches him, he flinches away, but stops short of breaking anything else. He'll settle back with his arms wrapped around himself.]

Tell her about the... about the...

[He wishes Jemma would just go ahead and be psychic so he won't be so stuck.]

[bravejemma]

Yes, I will, just --

[She falters there. She doesn't want to tell him to calm down, he has reason enough to be angry. She's angry. She only wishes the expression of it weren't so heartbreaking.

But their hearts are broken, so maybe that's why it hurts more than it used to.

She'll leave Fitz alone and drift back to the bedside.]

Hydra was hiding out within SHIELD all this time. And they coordinated a takeover. A lot of people died. [She pauses. They'd nearly died. She almost wishes she could spare Skye this news and maybe even should, but consequences be damned.] Ward was one of them the whole time.

[morethan084]

[It’s hard for Skye not to notice the way Fitz flinches away from Jemma, but she’s not concerned about that as much as she was with whatever happened back home.

She doesn’t even know how to respond when Jemma tells her that Ward was working for HYDRA. He lied to them.]

No he’s not. He wouldn’t do that.

[She knows Jemma wouldn’t lie to her, but, how can she believe this? Ward had looked out for her. For all of them.]

[hypoxic]

[ there's something in her denial that stings especially harshly. Maybe it sounds too much like his own. Maybe it's the valve that his frustration is choosing to release itself. But hearing Skye defend that traitor is more than he can handle. He moans inarticulately,only to catch himself and try it again in low syllables that slur together despite his best efforts. ]

Ward did this to me.

[ he assumes the "this is obvious. ]

[bravejemma]

[It's like being punched in the gut, Jemma imagines, although somehow worse. At least if someone is physically punching you, you can see it coming. All she can do is brace herself after the fact with a big breath and try to keep tears from falling. But she can't leave that hanging, so she starts quietly.]

Garrett had taken over the bus, and Fitz and I were caught trying to sneak one of the DWARFs on board. We tried to escape, locked ourselves in the medpod and Ward ejected the pod over the ocean.

[She'd wanted to believe he could make a better choice.]

We got out, but Fitz nearly died.

[Was maybe supposed to, in fact. But Jemma wasn't about to let that happen as long as she had anything to say about it.]

[morethan084]

[This is difficult for Skye to comprehend. Everything was fine back on the bus, at least as she last remembers it. Now she’s being told HYDRA has taken over? That Ward did this to Fitz? Except when she really thinks about it, Ward has barely talked about his personal life. Ever. She thinks about his anger issues, how he was weird about being touched.

He lied to all of them. And now people are dead.]

Coulson—?

[She’s asking if he’s alive but the rest of the question gets caught in her throat as she struggles to not fully lose it.]

[hypoxic]

[Coulson is a lot of things. Alive, in charge of what's left of SHIELD. Too busy to see anyone. Keeping loads of secrets.

Fitz is past his limit and sinks down at the edge of the mess he's made, trying to force his own breathing to calm.]

[bravejemma]

[Jemma swallows hard against the emotions rising in her -- anger, grief, some relief, because all the people she cares about are safe. Maybe not altogether as they once were, but safe. She tries to concentrate on that as she tells Skye:]

He's alive. So is May.

[And Ward is locked in the basement where he belongs. As far as Jemma's concerned they should throw away the key.]

[morethan084]

[Skye realizes this has to be hard for Jemma to talk about it, but she can’t help but want to know even more. The fact that Fitz has gone silent doesn’t go unnoticed either. She can’t even begin to imagine what he’s gone through.]

What if HYDRA is the reason we’re the reason we ended up here?

[hypoxic]

Then we find Ward and we make him p-pay for what he's done.

[He's had a lot of practice plotting revenge, too, in small mumblings to himself.]

[bravejemma]

[Jemma sighs. If Ward is here as well, then it might be more trouble than they'd been imagining.]

All the more reason not to split up -- and find Coulson or May. If they're here.

[morethan084]

[Skye looks torn when Fitz mentions wanting to make Ward pay for what he’s done because she doesn’t know what she would actually do if she saw him here. She wouldn’t let him hurt the rest of the team, but this isn’t the Ward she had last seen.]

We don’t even have anything to defend ourselves with. We should look for weapons first.

[hypoxic]

[Why would they have to look for weapons? There are plenty of utilities right here that would facilitate their needs. Don't they see that?]

I can fix it.

[That's probably close enough, he thinks.]

[bravejemma]

[Jemma sighs, and puts her face in her hands. The shock is overtaking her, of course she must be more susceptible to it because of being stressed, and the new place. All she has to do is breathe, and the emotions will sort themselves out.

After a succession of deep breaths, it's still not working.]

We'll be fine. As long as we don't do foolish things like running into who-knows-what, or-- or--

[morethan084]

[Skye looks at Fitz when he not so subtly hints that he could make weapons out of what they have in here. Which isn’t very much, the laptop being the heaviest thing and now it was broken. If she had noticed that first she would have tried to find any information she could have.

Jemma looks like she’s about to lose it, which was understandable considering what’s happened back home and now being here]

So we come up with a plan.

[Which is what she has been saying.]

But we can’t stay in here forever.

I understand if you guys are over this but /slooowly crawls back to the internet

[hypoxic]

[Fitz takes a deep breath then. He can do the thing if he doesn't have to communicate it. So he'll settle down in the debris from the table, murmuring quietly to himself. He can listen if they'd fancy planning around him, but isn't particularly interested in waiting for them to unpack what he'd have to say.]