Cursed // Fitzsimmons

Ward

Ward didn't want to hurt her. Truly, he didn't. But if Simmons didn't start talking soon, he was going to be forced to use different methods. Malick wanted answers, and Ward would do whatever it took to get them.

"I've said this a thousand times, Ward.
I'm not telling you anything. Why do you want to go to that wasteland anyway?" Inquired Simmons, shifting in the metal chair she was bound to.

He leaned back in his own chair and crossed his arms. "You tell me how to get back, I'll tell you why Hydra wants to go over so bad."

"Not a chance."

"Dang it, Simmons! I've been trying so hard to be nice to you, but you've left me with no choice." Ward yelled, standing now.

Jemma was a about to retort with something about how tying her to a chair was 'nice' but was stopped with a punch across her jaw. She had to admit, she didn't think he'd hurt her. All this told her was that whatever was on the other side was really important to Hydra, and she was not about to let them know how to return.

Simmons spat out blood on the concrete floor of the interrogation room. "Do your worst."

This got her a lick to the eye, then the nose, jaw again. Simmons looked out of her non-swollen eyelid to look at Ward. He had reared back his arm, ready to strike the defenseless scientist again. Looking him square in the eye, she didn't see sadness, or remorse, or even joy. She saw pure madness and hatred. That was the last thing she saw when Ward's punch hit her in the side of the head.

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"She wouldn't talk after a few punches, sir. What should our next step be?" Ward directed at Malick, who was sitting at his desk in his office.

"Well, you knocked her out before she had the chance to speak. You let your temper get the best of you."

"Yes, and I'm sorry for that. But what do we do now?"

"Keep working on her. If she doesn't talk within 24 hours, I have a plan." Malick stood now, and walked toward the door.

Ward sighed. "Yeah, and what might that be?"

"We take the boy. See what he knows."

"The boy?"

"Yes, that little engineer she has a liking for."

  Malick walked off, leaving Ward in the doorway. He then whispered quietly to himself, "Fitz."

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Sorry this is so short and late, I've had finals and now it's the holidays and crazy. I'll get the next update out as soon as I can.

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