(S.H.I.E.L.D The Trauma Zentrum, Zurich, Switzerland)

Lyra's POV.

After arriving at The Trauma Zentrum May, Ward and Fitz wait in the waiting room as myself, Coulson and Simmons follow the doctors as they take Skye, whom is in the hyperbaric chamber, to surgery.

"She was shot twice in the abdomen at close range almost two hours ago." I explain to the doctors as I don't take my eyes away from Skye.

"She's tachycardic, hypotensive, and lost a significant amount of blood. We had to lower her core body temp in order to transport her here." Simmons explains to the doctor.

"It's probably what kept her alive this long. We'll do everything we can." The doctor tells us before they take her into a glass I.C.U. room and the doors close behind them and I stand on the other side of the glass as I watch them take her out of the chamber and try to save her.

"Intubate, and let's start getting that shirt off... Okay, let's prep her for ex-lap." The doctor says as they work.

"Family only, please." One of the guards say as two on them stand outside of the room.

"I'm her sister... She's all I have." I continue to look at Skye, and one of the guards escort Coulson and Simmons back to the waiting room.

After they finished operating, they took her to a private hospital room as she is hooked up to a ventilator and the doctor explained to me what her condition is... Brain dead. The only way she can remain alive is on life support, and I have the final... The only say to turn it off.

"Are you sure, because people can come back from these, right? I've heard stories." I explain to her as hold Skye's right hand in both of mine, and a tear falls down my right cheek.

"That's usually the case after a second and third opinion, but I've already checked with five others." The doctor explains to me as look back to Skye's unconscious face. Quinn did this... And he's going to pay.

"Coulson and the rest of the team are in the waiting room, could you tell them." I ask her as I look up at her.

"Of course." The doctor says to me before she leaves the room. I then kiss the back of Skye's hand that I am holding before putting it back down.

"I'll be right back." I kiss her forehead and assure her before I leave.

(Skip to The B.U.S.)

After arriving back to The B.U.S. that is only guarded by two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents outside, I walk past them without them both even sparing a glance at me and I head to the interrogation room where Quinn is being held. When I walk into the interrogation room, Quinn looks up at me and smiles, glancing at the dry blood scattered on my skin and clothes.

"Finally. I was beginning to think you'd forgotten-" I cut Quin off as I walk over to him and smash his face into the metal table with my right hand. I then rip the chair from under him with both hands, making him fall to the ground "Wait! You can't!" He shouts at me as I tower over him and grab collar of his shirt with my left fist.

"Why? 'Cause you're defenseless, like she was?" I ask him before I right hook him in the face again, again, again, again, again and again.

"Lyra! Lyra!" I hear Coulson shout from behind me, and I struggle stop hitting Quinn with my right fist in the air and I slowly look at Coulson over my right shoulder to see he is standing in the door way with May and Ward "Outside, now." He tells me, and I hesitantly I throw Quinn onto the ground before I follow them all out and slam the door behind me as Coulson leads us to his office.

"He deserves to die, not her!" I tell then as I turn to them all once we enter Coulson's office.

"Agreed. But right now, Quinn doesn't matter... Only Skye does, and I need you to take a cold shower, pack for your mission and be with your sister." Coulson explains to me.

"You heard what the doctor said." I tell him.

"She said there was nothing more they could do for her, but there are doctors who brought me back from the dead. If they can do that, I'm betting they can save Skye." Coulson explains to me.

[Lyra's Outfit]

After Coulson explained how he wasn't just injured in the battle of New York, but killed and that his heart was torn in half before S.H.I.E.L.D. managed to bring him back to life after days of being dead, and he has swore to me that Skye is going to be alright, and that once she's in the clear I'll be sent off on my mission from Director Fury, and right now I am sitting beside an unconscious Skye as I hold her right hand in both of mine whilst my packed bag for my mission is on the ground beside me, but I'm not leaving until I know she's going to be alright.

"Hey." Ward says as he comes in and sits beside me "That looks like it hurt." He says as he refers to my right knuckles that are a little sore from punching Quinn.

[Bruised Knuckles]

"... He deserves a lot more." I state.

"I did like seeing you go after Quinn. You don't open the blinds like that very often." Ward says to me.

"... If we don't find what brought Coulson back, and we can't save Skye..." I trail off as I glance up at Ward.

"... I won't stand in your way. I'll stand by your side." Ward says to me as he places his left hand over my hands that are resting over Skye's right hand.

(Skip to The Guest House)

After teaming up with SH.I.E.L.D. agents John Garret and Antoine Triplett and arriving at The Guest House, where Fitz and Simmons discovered Coulson had been brought back from the dead with GH.325 at this location, Coulson, Ward, Fitz and Garret head inside The Guest House, and right now I still sit beside Skye as Simmons and Triplett stand outside the room.

"Tough when it's your team. You guys go back a ways?" I barely hear Triplett ask Simmons.

"Not really. A few months. We have nothing in common... Couldn't be more different." Simmons admits.

"But you can't imagine your life without her." Triplett says.

"Yes. You've experienced that, Agent Triplett?" Simmons asks him.

"I have. Sometimes, a person takes you by surprise." Triplett states.

"Yeah." Simmons sighs.

"She's very lucky to have you. I know anything bad ever happens to me, hope you're in my corner, too." Triplett explains.

"Coms are down." May walks up to them "If I don't hear anything within the hour, I'm going after them." She explains, and Skye's heart monitor suddenly codes and Skye looks as if she's going into shock.

"Simmons!" I shout of her, and they all rush into the room.

"She's coding." Simmons states as I stand up.

"What do we do?" I ask her.

"Lyra, start compressions, I need a unit of Epi." Simmons tells us, and I begin compressions on Skye's chest as Triplett goes to the medicine cabinet.

"Got it." Triplett gives the syringe to Simmons, and Simmons injects it into Skye's leg as I continue compressions.

"Come on... Come on..." I tell Skye as tears blur my vision.

"Stop compressions." Simmons says to me, and I move my hands away from her chest, and the heart monitor shows she's stable, I think.

"Weak, erratic heart rate. Each time we save her, I ask myself, I's this what Skye would want?'" Simmons admits.

"We didn't come this far to quit, and I'm not going to let my sister die." I tell her.

"Get off the ground immediately." We hear Fitz over the coms in the tanoid of The B.U.S. goes static.

"They're alive. Maybe we can-" Simmons gets cut off when Skye begins to flatline, so I immediately begin to restart compressions on Skye's chest.

"Fitz, come in. What's your status?" May asks him as she head out of the room to start up the plane.

"Your not leaving me, alright? Not now, not ever, 小妹妹 [baby sister]." I tell her as I continue compressions, and Fitz rushes into the room.

"We found it." Fitz says to us as he holds a small vile out to Simmons.

[GH.325]

"What is it? And how much, injected where?" Simmons asks him as Ward walks in.

"May, get us off the ground, or it'll fall out from under us." Ward tells May over his com.

"Give her all of it." I stop compressions as Skye still flatlines.

"That could be too much." Simmons tells me.

"We don't have a choice." I tell her as tears well in my eyes, and she hesitantly nods as she takes the vile from Fitz and picks up a syringe.

We then feel The B.U.S. begin to take off as explosions occur outside, and Simmons extracts everything from the vile into the syringe before injecting it into Skye's left arm.

"No! Don't give it to her!" Coulson shouts as he and Garret run into the room, but Simmons has already given it to Skye.

"We were losing her, anyway. What harm can it do?" I ask him as a tear falls past my right cheek. Just then her, vitals begin to go back up and her heart starts again as May joins us.

"Come on, girl." Triplett says.

"It's working." Garret says as her vitals seem to be stabilising, but they suddenly begin to spike.

"She's spiking. Stop it. How can we stop it?" I ask Simmons as tears te-gill my eyes and I stroke Skye's hair and forehead with my right hand.

"Skye! What's happening?" Coulson asks Simmons, but she just begins to cry as she shakes her head, not knowing. This can't be happening...

"Do something! We have to do something!" Fitz shouts before Skye's vitals begin to stabilise again.

"... Her heartbeat, she's stabilizing." Simmons tells us.

"Simmons?" I ask her confused, and she nods to indicate she's going to be okay.

"Could someone tell me what we just saw?" Ward asks any of us.

"My sisters a fighter. What was that stuff you just gave her?" I ask Simmons confused.

"I don't know. All I know is that it worked." Simmons admits.

"You're a real miracle worker." Triplett admits.

"Thank you, all of you." I look to Simmons and then everyone else.

After Garrett and Triplett took Quinn and left, Simmons took Skye off the ventilator as she can now breath on her own, but she won't be awake until after a few days so her body can rest after what she went through. May then landed in Washington D.C. where I am going to picked up for my classified mission, and I gather my things before I go to see Skye alone as she lays unconscious, and I take her right hand in my right hand before I kiss the back of it.

"I'll be back before you know it." I assure her as I take off my bracelet and put it on her right wrist "I'm not abandoning you..." I trail off as I kiss her forehead "... I love you." I tell her before I leave...