(The B.U.S.)

Lyra's POV.

[Lyra's Outfit]

After Coulson called a meeting in the brefing room, right now May, Ward, myself, Fitz, Simmons and Skye are standing the briefing room as Coulson has just brought up some recent images of Ian Quinn on the wall computer.

"Ian Quinn. You found him?" I ask Coulson.

"No, but we think we know how we can." Coulson states "Skye tracked down an invoice from one of his shell companies. He made a big purchase recently." He explains.

"$10 million big." Skye states.

"Any idea what it is?" Simmons asks them.

"No clue, but it was designed and built by Cybertek Inc., a small firm that deals in advanced technology and research." Skye explains.

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

"Lot of muscle to move one package." Ward comments.

"And they know S.H.I.E.L.D.'s got eyes on Quinn." Coulson states.

"Which is why they're transporting it old-school." Skye adds.

"On a train, through the Italian countryside, from Verona to Zagreb, very rural, very isolated." Coulson explains.

"And you think Quinn's on that train." May says to him.

"No, but I believe they're delivering the item to Quinn himself. We got our intel from Italian authorities who have been monitoring the situation." Coulson explains.

"And they don't mind us taking over the op?" I ask him.

"I asked very nicely." Coulson states "If everything goes as planned, Cybertek's security team won't even know we were on the train." He explains.

"So we're going in undercover." Ward says.

"I hate undercover." I sigh annoyed.

"Lyra and Ward, you're front and center. Once we locate the package, you'll tag it with a tracker. Skye, May 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." Coulson explains.

"And what about the two of us, sir?" Simmons asks Coulson.

"Their eyes and ears." Coulson says to her.

(Skip to a Train in Italy From Verona to Zagreb)

[Lyra's Outfit]

After arriving on the train and the train had taken off, I walk through the train disguised as a woman from the higher class, my new S.H.I.E.L.D. suit by Fitz covered by a long, fur coat, with Ward behind me as an assistant, but we run into a Train Conductor.

"Di prima classe [First class]?" Ward asks the Train Conductor in Italian.

"Di là, signore. Vuoi che ti mostri la tua stanza? Sarebbe il mio piacere [Through there, sir. Would you like me to show you to your room]." The Train Conductor asks me, but I just ignore and walk past him.

After we arrive in the assigned bunk, Ward locks the door behind us as I take of my coat and throw it on the bed to reveal my new suit from Fitz.

"That looks cozy." Ward comments before I zip up the remains collaring on my suit.

"Once I've located the package, I'll let you know where to place the tracker." I explain to him as I tie my hair up and he begins to change into a Train Conductor's uniform.

"Seems like things are getting personal?" Ward asks me, and I look up at him confused "I'm talking about our operations." He states as he removes his tie "Look, I know Coulson was put through hell, but... He hasn't been the same since. I don't know what he said to Skye, but she's different." He explains to me.

"How so?" I ask him as I look over my two guns in my holsters.

"Driven, focused. And she was holed up for days trying to track down Quinn. It feels like Coulson's got her on a warpath. Seems personal." Ward explains to me as he removes his shirt.

"It is personal. The Clairvoyant had him tortured. Quinn's the only person we know who's connected to all this." I explain to him as I look at the different controls on my cuffs.

"We both know personal urges can adversely affect tactical decisions." Ward tries to refer to the both of us.

"Hmm. That's why I don't have any. You should do the same." I tell him as he puts a different shirt on.

"Really? You think Coulson will take that excuse if he finds out about us?" Ward asks me.

"Took it okay when I told him." I shrug as I walk over to the window.

"Wait. You told him?" Ward asks me confused as I move the blinds and open the window.

"Yep." I tell him before I tap a button my right cuffling with my left index finger, and a fitted helmet grows around my face from the back collar of my suit. I then climb up and through the window before walking along the top of the train.

[Mask]

"Coms are live. Coulson, Simmons, you in position?" Skye asks over coms before I crouch down and tap a button on my right cuddling with my left index finger, and the infra-red vision appears through my helmet.

"Yes. Just waiting on Fitz's signal." Coulson says as I look over the train  to see the passengers heat signatures.

"Lyra, coming your way." Fitz tells me.

"Copy that. Following the target to the package." I tell him as I walk along the train and follow the one infrared that is walking, and what I see through the goggles Fitz and Skye should also see.

"Great. We see what you see. All right, Lyra, Cybertek cases are usually lined with tungsten polymer to prevent scanning. It should appear black on your infrared." Fitz explains to me "Bingo! Uh, eyes on the package, fourth seat from the back." He informs us as I stand near the back of the train.

"Lyra, got the package. Headed to the dining car now to tag the package." Ward tells me, but the suitcase and the men on the train begin to move.

"Ward, you're up." I tell him, but the coms begin to recieve a static interference "Ward? Something's wrong. Cybertek's leaving the dining car." I state over the coms as I follow them "Ward, Coulson-" I get cut off when gun shots begin to fire at me from ahead, so I duck and look ahead to see a man shooting at me as he tries to climb onto the roof, so I activate a parashoot in my suit by tapping a button on my right cuddling with my left index finger, flying me off the train before I land on the ground with my right knee on the ground and my right outstretched, gloved hand on the ground.

I then stand up as I detach the parashoot from my suit and tap a button on my right cuddling with my left index finger, and my helmet takes back into the suit.

"Fitz? Skye? Can anyone read me?" I ask over coms, but all I hear is static so I turn it off my tasking my com in my right ear with my right index finger.

I then see something up ahead and on the other side of the tracks, and as I approach closer I see that's it's Coulson and Ward on the ground, but they both seem like they are frozen like statues with there eyes open, but they have bright blue veins under them. I then crouch down near Coulson and place right  index and middle finger to the left side of his neck, and thankfully find a pulse before checking over Ward, whom is in the exact same state.

[Dendrotoxin Effects]

"I've got to get you guys somewhere safe." I say to them, not knowing how long this lasts.

I then run over and through the field m, trying to find some sort transportion to get us back to May and The B.U.S., I then eventually find an oldtruck surrounded by a few wooden crates. I then open the drivers side door and check for keys, but find none so I begin to hotwire the truck before successfully starting it up.

[Old Truck]

"We've been looking for you, Agent Johnson." Someone says from behind me, and I look over my shoulder to see Luca Russo, head of Italian Authorities holding a gun to my head, as two black S.U.V.'s pull up, two men climb out of them and aim their guns at me, too. I then raise my hands in surrender before turning around to Russo, but he suddenly hits me over the right side of the head with his gun, knocking me out.

[Luca Russo]

(Skip to Italy-An Unknown Stable)

Suddenly, water is thrown at my face and I gasp myself awake and choke twice before I look up to see my hands are tied and I'm hanging from the ceiling as Russo and two men stand in front of me, and I taste blood in mouth coming from my nose.

"Get your bearings, sweetheart. Get your bearings. There you go. There you go. I realize you're confused. But I'm here to help." Russo says to me as I catch my breath and breath heavily "You see, I make sure Cybertek products move across Italy without incident. They make sure I'm well taken care of. And they'll take care of you, too. All you have to do is tell me where Agent Coulson and Ward are. That's it." He explains to me, and I begin to laugh "Why are you smiling?" He asks me confused.

"You called me 'sweetheart.'" I smile at him.

"Fine. Have it your way." Russo takes his glasses with his right hand and puts them down on a nearby table where my guns are before he picks up a knife with his right hand "Just remember, your boss asked to be part of this op. I warned him against it. So if you're looking for someone to blame, look to him." He tells me before he stabs my left shoulder, making me groan and grit my teeth in pain.

"That's just what I needed." I smile at him, and he lets go of the knife as he leaves it in me before he turns and walks to his men as he mutters something in Italian.

I then pull my upper body up and use my hands to rip the knife out of my shoulder before I cut the rope I am tied up with my right hand before I am released, and I land on my feet as I fall to the ground.

I then slash Russo across his right cheek as one of the two men take out a gun with his left hand, so I take his left hand and arm with both of my hands and make him shoot at the oyher man before I slash the man I'm holding across the neck, letting him fall to the ground and bleed out. I then hear an engine start, so I turn around to confront Russo, but he isn't there.

"Russo!" I shout as I grab my guns and rush outside to see one of two S.U.V.'s drive away.

(Skip to The B.U.S.)

After taking the other S.U.V.  and trailing behind Russo so he can't see me, he leads me back to The B.U.S. And after he pulls up and walks up and into The B.U.S. through the open landing bay, and I jump out of the S.U.V. before taking my gun out of my right holster with my right hand, and I hit Russo again st the back of the head, knocking him unconcious and he falls to the floor, and I look up to see a shocked and Confused Coulson, May and Ward.

"May, wheels up in five. If you don't mind." I say to her.

"... Alright." May tells me before she walks away.

"You okay?" Ward asks me as he crouches down to Russo to check for a pulse on the left side of his neck with his right index and middle finger "You were on the train when it disappeared." He says to me.

"Lyra, Russo was-Explain yourself, please." Coulson says to me as I walk up to them, still angry with the current situation.

"The train didn't disappear. Russo sold us out. I need a shower." I walk past them both.

"You're hurt. Let me stitch you up." Ward walks after me.

"Tell May to get us in the air, now!" I raise my voice.

[Lyra's Outfit]

After showering and changing clothes, I sit on the table in the lab after looking over my wounds, a red bruise on my upper right forehead and upper right cheek bone and a stab wound in my left shoulder, so I use prepare a needle and thread in my right hand with my scarf to my right in the table and go to stitch my wound closed when Ward walks in.

"Let me help." Ward says as he takes out a pain relief capsule and a syringe from a nearby cupboard "You know... We have this stuff for a reason." He says to me as he takes the syringe and extracts a few milligrams of pain relief "S.H.I.E.L.D. found the train. Turns out it switched tracks shortly after we got off." He explains as he puts the capsule down on the table before he stands in front of me and injects the pain relief near the knife wound on my shoulder with his right hand, and I inhale sharply as he injects me with it before he removes the syringe "That grenade must have released some kind of toxin. Made us believe no time had passed." He explains to me as he puts the syringe down on the table.

"I saw you guys frozen on the field. You looked ridiculous." I admit to him "It wasn't supposed to be a combat op." I sigh in worriedness for the others on the train.

"They'll be fine. They can handle themselves." Ward tells me before he takes the needle and thread from me with his right hand, and he begins to stitch my wound as I feel small pricks. Once he's finished, he picks up scissors from the table with his left hand and cuts the thread before he puts them both down on the table and picks up a gauze with his right hand and applies it over the wound, and I try to help "I got it. Gently. Okay." he says as I pull my sleeve back up. Ward then picks up my scarf and gently wraps it over my neck before pulling my hair out of it, gently "Thank you." I thank him.

"Did he get you anywhere else?" Ward asks me, and I shake my head lightly until he reaches his right thumb up to my left, bruised cheekbone.

"We need to reroute the plane." Coulson walks into the lab and says, and Ward drops his hand from my face "We just got word from S.H.I.E.L.D. that the train stopped suddenly in the Italian countryside." He explains to us.

"What? Why?" I ask him confused.

"We'll find out soon. I'll set the coordinates. Touchdown in 10." Coulson turns to leave.

"I'll come help." Ward offers Coulson.

"I got it." Coulson tells him before he leaves.

(Skip to The Italian Countryside.)

After Coulson, May, Ward, myself and a few other Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. arrive where the train had suddenly stopped, all of the passengers have stepped off but there is no sign of Fitz, Simmons or Skye.

"Parked here fifteen minutes ago." Ward walks back over to us from interrogating a Train Conductor and talking to other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents "Agents on the ground have no idea why." He adds.

"Any sign of Fitz, Simmons and Skye?" I ask him.

"No, but we're going to find them." Ward assures me as I look along the train to see a window on the emergency exit of the cargo hold that is broken.

"Coulson." I say as I look to the emergency door. After boarding the train where Fitz, Simmons and Skye were in, and we find Fitz' technology destroyed with bullets wounds.

"Everyone get down!" Simmons suddenly stands up and shoots in every direction, making us all duck and hide behind anything we can find.

"Simmons, stop!" Coulson shouts, and she stops shooting so all of us can stand back up, and she looks around confused.

"Wha...?" Simmons breaths heavily "Where are Fitz and Skye?" She asks us confused.

(Skip to Italy-An Unknown Villa)

After finding out that Simmons was hit with the same chemicals that Coulson and Ward had been attacked with, we all had suddenly been sent coordinates on our cellphone, hoping it could be Fitz and Skye's location. After arriving at the location of the coordinates, a villa with few men patrolling on guard, and on Coulson's orders Ward knocks out a guard beside three S.U.V.'s. Someone then rolls out from under one of the S.U.V., and they stand up to reveal Fitz as another guard walks over, so Ward takes out his Night-night gun from his left holster and shoots him, momentarily mobilising him.

"Where's Skye?" I ask Fitz urgently.

"S-s-she didn't want to let Quinn get away." Fitz stutters as he points to the Villa with his left index finger.

As Ward enters the Villa through the front door with two night-night guns and taking out the bodyguards, the rest of us enter through a side entrance and I catch Quinn trying to leave so I grab his right arm in my left hand before hold my gun to his right cheek, and I glance down at his right hand to see its's splattered with blood.

"My sister, Now!" I shout as I clock my gun.

"You know, Agent Johnson, it's dangerous... To keep sending her in like that, all alone... When she means so much to you." Quinn says to me, and I take the back of my gun before hitting him in the face with it, making him fall to the ground, unconscious.

"Search the house. Find her! Now!" I don't wait for Coulson to give an order, so I give them myself before we all split off into different directions.

As I check in the basement, I kick up multiple doors to reveal wine cellars before I come across a door that is already open and I open it wider only to look down and see Skye pale, sweaty and unconscious on the ground with blood coming from her mouth and oozing from her stomach.

[Skye Dying]

"Ohh. No. Oh, no. Oh, god." Tears begin to fill my eyes immediately as I crouch down beside her "Simmons! Get down here!" I shout out of the room before I take Skye in my arms and sob "Oh... Oh, god. Hang on. Just hang on, okay? Oh, god." I cry as I put pressure on her stomach to try and stop the bleeding with both of my hands as I hold her from behind, and everyone arrives "She's been shot." I tell them as Simmons crouches down beside me.

"Keep her upright." Simmons tells me, and I cling her body to my chest as I remove my right hand from her stomach wound and to the right side of her neck to check for a pulse... But I don't find one.

"I got no pulse, Simmons. She's not breathing." I cry as I cradle her in my arms.

"Uh... She's lost too much blood. I don't... Put her in there." Simmons refers to a Cylinder Chamber Bed in the far right corner of the room that I was too distracted to see.

[Hyperbaric Chamber]

"Do you even know what this thing is?" Ward asks her urgently.

"It's a Hyperbaric Chamber, and I said put her in there now! Now!" Simmons tells us.

"Okay. Come on! Let's go! Yeah." May tells us as she, Ward and myself carry Skye as I stand up.

"All right. All right, gentle." I tell them as I continue to sob, and we lay her on a bed that I think slides in.

"I need to get her temperature down. Fitz." Simmons tells him as we push her into The Hyperbaric Chamber and close the door, and Fitz and Simmons walk over to a control panel on the chamber as I put my bloody hands on the glass of the Chamber.

"Temperature's dropping." Fitz says as air hisses inside of the Chamber.

"Pressure stabilizing." Simmons adds.

"Is it working? Is it working?!" I shout at them as I continue to look at Skye's face and cry, and a few moments later Skye gasps for air unconsciously, and I smile lightly in relief.

"... For now." Simmons tells me.

(Skip to The B.U.S.)

After arriving back at The B.U.S. and putting Quinn interrogation, I sit in The Lab where The Hyperbaric Chamber with Skye inside is as I rest both of my hands, which is still covered in blood along with my clothes, on the glass of the Chamber and watch her breath as Coulson, Ward, Fitz and Simmons stand around us.

"What are her stat's now?" I ask Simmons as I don't take my eyes off Skye.

"Her core temperature's hovering around 44 degrees Fahrenheit. If we don't bring her back up to temp in the next few hours, she could sustain permanent brain damage. We need to get her to a medical facility and fast. Until then, I'll do everything I can to keep her alive. Excuse me." Simmons tells us before she leaves, and Fitz follows after her.

"Sir, can I have a moment alone with my sister, please?" I ask Coulson.

"Of Course." Coulson says to me before he leaves, and May follows him but Ward doesn't. Ward then walks over to me and pulls up a stool beside me and sits down.

"... She never should have gone in there alone." I state.

"Blaming yourself won't help her." Ward takes my right, bloody hand off the chamber and into both of his hands.

"Who else is there to blame?" I ask him, and a tear falls down my right cheek as I continue to look at Skye.