This will have some Russian in it. I will put the translation next to it in parenthesis. If Amelia doesn't do it for the team.
-nightsisterkaris
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(Amelia)They pulled up to the large home, and Amelia almost puked. She hated that place where she had been raised. The three story house were she were she had been mistreated.
Mr. Coulson have given her two guns and a bullet-proof vest that was heavy against her chest. The thin grey jacket underneath hid an old tee-shirt Jemma had given her, and a maroon tank-top. Amelia opened the car door, and the wind blew her hair, which she had left down. She stepped out of the car, and glared at the house. She was in her own little world, staring down the building, when Daisy put a hand on her shoulder. "You will be fine. Just stay by the car like A.C. told you and you won't go home hurt."
"Are you sure she is here?" Amelia asked Daisy.
"I sure hope so." Daisy answered."I want you to try what I taught you. Okay?"
Amelia pointed her palm strait down and concentrated. "There is defiantly something down there."
"What do you feel?"
"Metal, stone... other stuff..." Amelia's eyes shot open."-and Mrs. May!" Amelia looked with surprise and shock at her accomplishment.
"You used low radiation. Right?" Daisy asked.
"Yes."
"Good. Now let me try." Daisy also pointed her palm, and soft vibration emitted from it. "Metal and stone. I feel it to. Good job. I'm going to go tell Coulson that May really is here."
Daisy left Amelia, staring at the building's front door, hoping that everything would be alright.
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(Coulson)
Phil stared at the area around the large house, and Daisy came up to him. "Hey, A.C., I may or may not have taught Amelia how to direct radiation, and we both felt an underground facility. But Amelia did sense May."
"Good." Phil pulled out a tablet and scanned the ground himself. The tablet screen showed a complex, enormous underground base. "I'm calling for back-up. This place is huge." Coulson told Daisy.
"What if we take Amelia? She can direct us to May, who we could easily get out."
"She is to young. I should have punished her on the plane." Phil argued.
"I had only been with S.H.I.E.L.D. for less than a week before you sent me undercover." Daisy reminded him.
"Fine. But I'm still calling for back-up. "
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(Amelia)
Amelia cocked the guns and turned off the safety. Her knife was at her side, and and the team followed her through the front door, and down the hall. Amelia motioned to a storage closet and opened the door. A password screen glowed inside, mounted on a wall. Amelia looked at the screen, and whispered, "It's in Russian."
Coulson nodded to her, giving her permission to activate it. Amelia said in a loud, clear voice, "Druz'ya prishli v gosti!" The screen glowed green and the door opened to reveal a winding stairway down.
"What did you just say? Something about friends?" Coulson asked her to translate.
" 'friends have come to visit' I heard Celyn say it in here once, so when I saw a password pad, I guessed that that was the password." Amelia took a step down, and the team followed.
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