Forged In Hellfire

Part 2(Ch5)

  The next day Fitz-Simmons has some test results from the sample of Hyde’s drug.
  “The Director’s formula is tailored for him exclusively. Hyde’s formula is a “one size fits all” concoction. The effects vary person to person based on their genetics. There is really no way of knowing exactly how a person would react to it.”  Says Fitz.
  “We also found what looks to be some kind of synthetic terrogen.” Mentions Simmons. “So far it seems like strength is the most common trait seen after using the drug, but that’s not to say there couldn’t be more.”
  “The formula doesn’t just burn off either. Traces remain in the genetic coding. It’s rewriting a person’s DNA to make them inhuman.” He adds.
  “So, someone who takes this drug on a consistent basis would eventually keep whatever ability develops from it.” Confirms Simmons.
  “We need to get this drug off the street.” Says Mae.
  “As far as we know Hyde is the only person who knows the formula. We need to take him down.” Confirms Coulson.
  The team parts ways and Mac walks over to Emilie.
  “You talk to Robbie?” He asks.
  “Not since last night. Why?”
  “Did he seem a little off to you?”
  “He’s always a little off when his emotions get in the way. I think last night was more uncomfortable than we realized.” She says before walking off.
  Fitz comes walking into Coulson’s office. “De’Marcus just got off the phone with someone, I’m assuming it was Hyde.”
  “What was the call about?” Inquires Coulson.
  “The man told De’Marcus to meet him at the facility tomorrow night. But he didn’t give an address.”
  Coulson instructs Emilie to set up a meeting with De’Marcus and Yo-Yo to set up their business arrangement. She heads over to his shop with Yo-Yo.
  “You look like you slept well.” Says Emilie.
  “Forget something?” He hands her the earrings she left on the nightstand.
  “I was going to come back another night for them.” She flirts.
  “Can we get to business?” Interrupts Yo-Yo.
  De’Marcus smiles and escorts them into his office where Natasha is waiting. Emilie tries to pay her no mind.
  “I want 2 cases. But I want to make sure your product is legit.” Informs Yo-Yo.
  “You pay half now.” Says Natasha.
  “We’ll set up a demonstration on pickup.” Says De’Marcus.
  “And when can I expect to pick up?”
  “Tomorrow night. I’ll let Emilie know when and were.”
  They set up the transfer for the first half of the money and leave the office.
  “When we gonna meet up again?” Asks De’Marcus.
  “I’ll find somewhere in my schedule to pencil you in.” Says Emilie.
  “Make it soon.” He says giving her a kiss just as Robbie pulls in.
  Natasha walks over to him as he gets out. She says a few words, holds his hand, and then he gets back into the car as she gets in with a big smile.  Emilie and Yo-Yo leave.
  “Slow down.” Says Yo-Yo. “The speed limit is 70.”
  “I have nothing to be jealous about.” Replies Emilie.
  “Slow down.” Repeats Yo-Yo.
  When they get back to the jet Emilie locks herself in a containment cube and paces. She lets off a loud high pitch scream. The windows of the cube strain at the sounds but hold their form. Mae opens the door.
  “You ok?” She asks.
  Emilie sits down on a chair. “I just needed to blow off a little steam.”
  “Anything you want to talk about?”
  Emilie sits there thinking for a moment. “You’ve been an agent for a long time, right?”
  Mae confirms.
  “Have you ever gone undercover and done things that would hurt your partner?”
  “Going undercover is not as easy as acting like your someone you’re not. You have to become someone you’re not. The best way to deal with what’s going on is to communicate with each other. Remind each other of what’s real.”
  “I’m just worried Robbie thinks I’m more emotionally involved than I am. Like I somehow enjoy living in my past.”
  “How did you get mixed up with De'Marcus in the first place?”
  “One of the foster families I was with had a son, older, about 28. He stayed there sometimes when he wasn’t in rehab or jail. He used to come in my room at night…and…well…” Emilie takes a deep breath and Mae takes her hand.
  “How old were you?” She asked.
  “I had just turned 16. It never got past touching but I always worried if it would. That was around the time I met De’Marcus. He used to hang out outside the school with his friends dealing dope. He always had a group of guys with him for protection. When we started dating, I felt like I had that same protection.”
  “Why did you break up?”
  “Reality set in. Here I was in a three-year relationship with a drug dealer who’s making people sick while I’m in school for nursing trying to make people feel better. That and I caught him cheating with one of his call girls he was running. I threw a wrench into his windshield.”
  Mae smiled. “Sounds to me like you’re pretty done with that chapter and writing a much more pleasant one.”
  That night Emilie waits for Robbie to pull his car back into the jet loading bay. It’s late when he returns and sees her sitting on a utility box. She gets down and walks over to him.
  “What’s up?” He asks nonchalantly.
  “I tried texting you to see if you were ok.”
  “I was in a bad spot.”
  Emilie places her hands on his chest looks into his eyes and gives him a deep kiss. She pulls back and looks at him one more time.
  “What was that for?” He asks.
  “Since when do I need a reason?”
  He looks at her. “Why aren’t you getting some sleep?”
  “Could you sleep had I been out all night with De’Marcus?”
  Robbie rolls his eyes and throws back his head. “I can’t do this with you tonight.”
  “Do what?”
   “This whole jealousy thing.”
   “I’ll admit I’m a little jealous, but it’s kind of hard not to be when I suddenly become invisible when she comes around you. It’s like you completely forget we are on a mission.”
  “Yea, well today I wish you were invisible, so I wouldn’t have had to see you kiss him.”
  “I’m sorry…” She says.
  “Don’t be.” He says as he walks away.
  “Robbie, please. Talk to me.” She pleads.
  He continues walking leaving Emilie next to the Charger.