Skye's the Limit |Book 1 In 'Skye Adventures' Series|

Chapter 24: Really Stupid Emotions

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"We're running her through our systems." I tell Coulson through my earpiece as I send over the files we found to his tablet. "Maybe we can get an I.D., but we're guessing she's Centipede's recruiter and Po's her latest recruit."

"He's her number-one draft pick." May says frowning.

"But why him?" I ask referring to Po.

"Centipede's making more soldiers. Maybe they want Po to coordinate them, lead them." Phil explains.

A few other documents pop up, and I flick through them.

"His background's tactical strategy." May says reading next to me.

"He fits the bill." Coulson says.

"So, these guys have super soldiers, an expert military strategist, and a Clairvoyant who can see the future." I smile weakly.  "Anyone else thinking about switching teams?"

What are these guys up to?

"They couldn't have a psychic." Coulson says in an unsure tone.  "There are none on the index. They're a myth."

I pause through clearing over a especially "hidden" file to roll my eyes.

"So was Thor." I scoff.

"Maybe it's an alias." May tries to reason.

Jeez, for people who specialize in this kinda 'super natural' field, they sure don't keep their mind open.

"Run it through our database and see if anything pops up." Coulson tells us.  "Ward is approaching Hayward's sister now."

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I had found everything on Po and Raina that May had requested... So now I could pick between taking a nap, watching Dr. Who with Simmons and Fitz, or visiting Mike, who for now is staying in 'Interrogation Room B'.

I go with the latter.

Knock knock!!

"Come in!" I hear from the other side.

I swing the door open and walk in.

"Ooh, it almost looks homey!" I say looking at the normally bare room. It looks nice with a bed.

"Is that Ace?" I ask, noticing the wallet sized photograph that Mike is holding.

He holds it up to me as I walk over.

"What a cutie." I smile down at the photo. "He must be so proud of you, his dad working for Shield... Which he can't know with everything being classified."

I make a durp face, and Mike chuckles.

"That's all right. He knows I'm working." Mike says.

I hesitantly sit on the edge of the bed next to him, and hand the picture back.

"Called him on his birthday and gave him all the 'Heroes of New York' action figures." He chuckles. "Do you have a favorite Avenger?" Mike asks, surprising me. No one asks me questions like that.

"Ummm..." I start. "Well Black Widow is super kick ass, but so is Hawkeye... But Ironman is pretty cool to, with all that he's done. I'd love to get my hands on his system." I smile. "I just realized those are the three that aren't... I dunno... A god, or been enhanced."

Mike nods.

"Are you two close?" I ask after a awkward pause.

"We're a team. I'd do anything for this little guy." Mike says with love.