Zachary Danvers-Stark is the adoptive son of Tony Stark, with a genius-level intellect and gifted powers. But his life will turn when he becomes a part of something, much, much bigger than himself.
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"She was shot twice in the abdomen at close range, almost two hours ago."
Coulson said as paramedics, Jemma, and he wheeled the Skye's hyperbaric chamber into an operating room. He had the bus land at a Shield medical facility immediately.
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"She's tachycardic, hypotensive, and lost a significant amount of blood," Jemma added urgently. "We had to lower her core body temp in order to transport her here."
"That's probably what kept her alive this long," The EMT guessed as they rolled inside the operating room. "We'll do everything we can." The doctors rushed her inside, all adoring sea-foam uniforms and latex gloves.
Jemma and Coulson watched from outside the glass doors brandishing the Shield insignia. "Oh, dear..." Jemma said. "I'm a mess."
"No." Coulson affirmed. "You were great."
As they watched, Skye was fitted with a breathing tube, and the medical team removed her shirt to find the entry wound. They cleared off the blood, and soaked the excess, whilst preparing anesthetic to inject.
Waiting Room.
The team sat distraught in the waiting room. Jemma, Nick and Fitz shared a couch, while Eddie sat across from them, completely deep in thought. Even though he was told not to blame himself, he still did. Skye was his trainee, and he had failed her.
Ward sat across as well, hoping Skye could make it through. "I'm here. That's unacceptable." Coulson said on the phone to a Shield tech. "I need to speak to Director Fury immediately, please."
Zach & Ella were standing by, pulled from their duty of watching Quinn in his cell on the Bus. "Why didn't we stop her?" Fitz asked Nick and Zach. "We could've..."
"We couldn't stop her anyways, Fitz," Nick uttered as he placed his hand to his forehead. "She was hellbent on stopping him."
"But we shouldn't have let her go by herself." Zach voiced. "Otherwise she wouldn't be fighting for her life right now!"
