Going Back (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

The Speech

Hey guys, I know, another story, I will be updating the other two soon hopefully. If it's in italics then it's a thought, you know the drill. Enjoy!

No-one's POV

Fitz and Simmons were in front of all the people in the Academy, including Skye. Fitz took a breath, "If you don't know the history of SHIELD by now, there's no excuse... unless you fell asleep in Professor Vaughn's class, that's a perfectly acceptable excuse." 

The cadets in the room all laugh, whereas Skye looks around confused.

"Our instincts" As Simmons was talking Agent Weaver stood up and started making her way back to Simmons after she had taken a look at a tablet with a concerned and slightly panicked expression. "As scientists are to-" she was interrupted by Weaver tapping her shoulder.

She smiled at everyone politely before her and Fitz turned to Weaver. They made sure everything Weaver said could be heard by the audience as they stayed stood in front of the microphones.

"What's wrong?" Fitz asked seeing the older agent's panicked expression.

"Someone's just come into the academy, unauthorized," Weaver added.

"What do we do?" Fitz asked.

"Where are they" Simmons then questioned.

"We don't know what to do and look," Weaver said, placing the tablet she was holding on the stand Fitzsimmons' microphones were on.

"How do we show everyone else?" Fitz asked.

The windows behind them were hidden by walls, as were all the other windows.

"Here," Weaver opened the stand with a key, inside was a projector of sorts and placed the tablet on it, the screen showing up behind them.

"They're heading here..." Simmons pointed out.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties sprinted into the room and went straight for Fitzsimmons and Weaver. Fitzsimmons collectively pushed Weaver away and back to where she was before.

The woman dove straight at Fitzsimmons, effectively getting them away from the stand which then blew up, revealing it was a bomb. Seeing as they were still quite close to the 'stand', they all got covered in dust and a few other particles from where the bomb blew up.

Skye shot up and ran over to where Fitzsimmons stood previously, having not seen the woman get them out of the way, and even if they did they had to make sure they were alright.

Fitz's Pov

I coughed frantically as I tried to clear my lungs. I clutched onto Simmons keeping her close to me, her body heat reassuring me she was alive. I saw a silhouette running towards us and pulled Simmons closer to me as if to stop the new person from hurting her. 

"Easy, Fitz, it's me," A familiar voice assured me, "Skye," she tacked on.

I eased my grip on the unconscious Simmons in my arms as I opened my eyes and squinted at Skye, who was gently pulling Simmons, by the arms, out of my grasp. Skye got Simmons away from the dust and debris that covered where the bomb was set as Weaver helped me up with a concerned expression. 

"Thanks," I said barely audible as I limped my way over to Simmons, and Skye.

I looked down at Simmons and whispered out, "Is she okay?" 

"She should wake up soon," Skye answered, and as if on cue Simmons began to stir and I immediately knelt down beside her.

"Simmons?" I asked with a little more power in my voice.