X marks the spot

T.R.A.C.K.S

"Ian Quinn."

"You found him?"

"No, but we think we know how we can." Coulson looked to Skye for a moment as he continued, "Skye tracked down an invoice from one of his shell companies. He made a big purchase recently."

"Ten million big."

"Any idea what it is?"

"No clue, but it was designed and built by Cybertek Inc. A small firm that deals with advanced technology and research."

"They spelt it wrong." Skye rolled her eyes at her friend's comment.

"Which is where this gets interesting. They've hired a private security outfit to transport the purchase. Former military, ex mercs."

"A lot of muscle to move one package."

"And they know SHIELD's got eyes on Quinn."

"Which is why their transporting it old school..." Skye drifted off, letting Coulson take over, "On a train through the Italian countryside. From Verona to Zagreb. Very rural, very isolated."

"Perfect cover." Coulson nodded with the youngest member's train (pun not intended) of thought, "And you think Quinn will be on that train?" May doubted.

"No, but I believe their delivering the item to Quinn himself. We got our intel from Italian authorities who had been monitoring the situation."

"And they don't mind us taking over with the op?"

"I asked very nicely." Aaron doubted the man's words. But that was besides the point, "If all goes as planned, Cybertech security team won't even know that we were on the train."

"So, we're going in undercover?" May made her objections to it known. But still didn't fully object to it.

"May and Ward, you're front and centre. Once we locate the package, you'll tag it with a tracker. Skye and Fitz, you'll be running communications. After the package is tagged, we'll follow it to Quinn. Once we capture Quinn, we'll be one step closer to the Clairvoyant."

"And what about the three of us, sir?" Jemma asked for both herself and her friend. Both of who looked at Coulson expectantly.

Her answer was that, for the day, they got to be a family. A father and his two children. After he had raised his own luggage. He leant down to take Jemma's, "Here let me get that."

"Oh, thanks DAD!" She said, a little too loud and with so little subtilty, Aaron almost rolled his eyes. When Coulson reached for his own, he played up his own role as the angsty younger brother. Moving into his seat with his own bag being left by his feet.

"Who looks far too young to have a daughter my age. A son his age? Sure. But not me, sir. If I do say so myself." Coulson only nodded, seemingly agreeing with her observation.

While it was rural, it was pretty. Aaron had to give it that. He was still playing up his part. But this time his eyes held a bit of awe at the view as it sped by. Coulson noticed the look, a small smile breaking out on his face. Jemma noticed his look, following his gaze to her friend. She couldn't see from her angle, instead leaning forward to look herself.

"Nice, isn't it?" She asked, Aaron nodded. Before reluctantly turning away to her with a smile, "Stunning." He answered before quickly turning back. Jemma's smile then mirrored Coulson's. Both happy with the boy and his enthusiasm for this mission.

"Comms are live. Coulson, Simmons, Aaron. You guys in position?" Skye's voice asked over the comms, Aaron letting out a little "Hm-hm" to answer her question. Coulson's being more verbal than his, "Yes. Just waiting on May's signal," He then turned to his two agents sat opposite him, "So, remember, our target is Carlo –"