Cursed // Fitzsimmons

Coulson 2

Coulson didn't mean to bring down half the corridor. What he meant to do was blow up a door, but without Fitz there his gadgets were unreliable.

"Okay team," the director started, "If we haven't crushed Fitzsimmons already, they'll be in this hallway. Bobbi, Mack, and Hunter, I want you with me on recon. Search this hall. May, Joey, Lincoln, and Daisy, you stay here and don't let the guards get close."

With that, Phil strode down the hallway with his squadron. One by one they branched off, peering into every room, which were now mostly collapsed.

"Nothing here." Bobbi informed, crossing her arms.

Mack had the same report. "I don't see them." Hunter shook his head.

Coulson was opening his mouth to reply, but a faint noise to his right made him freeze. Listening closer, he realized it was a soft voice.

"Coulson... Is that you?" It asked. "Coulson please help me.."

"Jemma?"

"Bloody hell, Coulson! Help me!" She almost shouted now. His team broke out of their daze and rushed to where the voice was originating from. The four found her flipped upside down, the back of her metal chair probably saving her life. They dug out the remaining rocks until they could reach her enough to untie her. The handcuffs would have to wait.

"Fitz," she coughed, "He's here. You have to find him." Bobbi stayed with Simmons while the boys searched for their beloved Scot.

"Got him!" Shouted Coulson on the other side of the room. He moved the few rocks surrounding the poor kid, and realized he was bleeding badly. Swiftly, he untied Fitz and got a med pack from Lance's bag to address the wound.

"Coulson!" Shrieked a voice from the beginning of the hallway. It was Daisy. "We've got company!" Gunshots followed her voice, popping in the director's ears. Sloppily, he finished wrapping Fitz's shoulder. He slid the unconscious agent out of his chair and handed him to Mack. Bobbi swept Simmons up. Coulson figured it was easier to carry them, given the fact they were still handcuffed and injured.

"Let's move!" Drawing his gun, he led his squad out to the skirmish, which had pretty much stopped.

Daisy turned to greet Coulson, but gasped when she saw Fitz. "Is he... Okay?"

  Mack shifted Fitz's weight in his arms. "Yeah. He should be."

"Let's get out of here." Bobbi chimed in. The director nodded in agreement.

"Nobody is going anywhere." Ward came out of a darkened room, and swiftly put his gun to Bobbi's head. Normally, Bobbi would just fight Ward, but she was cradling the now unconscious Simmons, and her knee was still shaky.

Everyone drew their guns at once. Mack somewhat gently slung Fitz over his left shoulder, pulling out his pistol with his right hand.

"You know what I'm capable of, Morse. Just give me Simmons and you won't have to relive that." Snarled Ward in her ear.

"You're not laying a hand on her again. You've done enough to her." Bobbi's eyes pled for her teammates to help her, but none of them knew how. Ward was hidden directly behind Bobbi, with gun held to Bobbi's head and a knife to Simmons' throat.

Suddenly, Lincoln stepped through the crowd and approached Bobbi, Ward, and Simmons. "Put the gun down."

Ward laughed. "I don't think so, kid. Back off."

"Last chance." Lincoln looked menacingly into Ward's eyes.

"No."

"Have it your way." Lincoln shot his hands toward the sky and took out the lights in the hallway. Bobbi swept Ward's legs out from under him, hearing a satisfying thud. She stomped on what she thought was his chest, then turned to run.

"Move, move, move!" Exclaimed the specialist, feeling her way out of the corridor with her teammates. Finally, the team reached a lit hallway, and they were able to navigate back to Zephyr 1 without much issue.

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Odd ending place but whatever.

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