Don't Forget Me

17

"Phil," I greeted shaking Coulson's hand. He met me in a field miles out of town. I had a bag with me that I hid close to field. I didn't know how much time I'd have last night to pack.

"Anna, come on we've got to go." He said and I quickly followed him onto the quinjet.

"So what are we dealing with right now."

"We've been on SHIELD frequencies trying to rescue operatives in the field that have been outed. We're working with Victoria Hand. And John Garrett. We're spread thin and don't trust each other." He informed me as our pilot start to lift the plane up.

"What do you guys need."

"We need a place to regroup. And there's a Clairvoyant we need to find."

"A Clairvoyant?" I repeated unsure I heard Coulson right. I raised my eyebrow waiting for him to clarify.

"Well, he calls himself a Clairvoyant. In reality? He's a high ranking SHIELD member."

"So he's probably HYDRA." I concluded folding my arms.

"Yes,"

"Any ideas?"

"I'm not sure how much I trust some agents on my Bus." By Bus he meant Plane. A giant one, probably bigger than Air-force One.

"Which ones." I asked him

"Melinda May, and Grant Ward." I only knew one of them.

"I trust Melinda May with my life. Why are you doubting her?"

"Well for awhile she was calling somebody reporting my behavior behind my back. She knows much more about TAHITI." Project TAHITI was the project that brought Coulson back from the dead. We had different procedures regarding the GH-325 serum because we reacted different. Coulson had believed he simply went on vacation, instead of dying and being brought back to life. His memory was altered, mine was not. Coulson looked tired as I studied at him. He looked worn out and older than he was. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his skin looked leathery.

"Here we are." He announced standing up. The quinjet landed on the Bus, and we got off. The Bus, like I said, was a ridiculous sized plane. It was almost two and a half stories. It had enough rooms on there to act like a mini base. You would never have to land the Bus except for gas.

"Look, I know a place you guys can regroup and get your feet back on the ground." I informed following him towards the front of the plane.

"And where would that be?"

"Providence, Rhode Island. There's a base there. It's practically empty, it's supposed to be a place to save SHIELD agents. It's like a safe house." I explained, Coulson gave a small smile and opened up the door of the cockpit.

"Melinda," I smiled warmly seeing an old friend. Melinda May was an old friend. I had gone on a couple missions with her as her partner, but she never really needed one. She was a fearsome fighter wrapping into one small body. She gave me a small smile and turned to give me a light hug. It was something rare for her.

"We have a new destination." Coulson explained to May, and she let me type in the coordinates.

"You and I have some catching up to do. We'll have to get a drink soon." I mentioned to May who nodded in agreement. I turned back to Coulson who was walking away already.