Hey guys! A new chapter :) Gosh, I'm trying to figure out some stuff, I'm dying because I'm waiting on season three what's gonna be in two weeks (or something), and I just really need to write. Enjoy!

"Coulson, you have a call on line one."
May just interrupted when Coulson was in a heated discussion with Skye.
"Really?" He asked. "This is not the right time."
"You really want to take this one."
Coulson made a face, and took the Phone from his desk.
"Hello?"
"I hope I'm not interrupting," a familiar voice said. It was a voice the three of them knew very well. Their favorit girl in a flowerdress.
"Somehow, I suspect that' the point," Coulson said. "What do you want, Raina?"
"To meet. You and I have something to discuss, agent Coulson. The matter is quiet urgent."

It was when the alarm sounded, Simmons knew something was very wrong. Everyone in the lab started muttering. She stood up from her desk, and she could see a bunch of Guards coming in, accompanied by Bakshi, and a lady in a red coat.
"Everyone, listen up," Bakshi commanded. "I need each and everyone of you to step away from your desk, and place your hands behind your back."
"Keep everyone out their phones and tablets," the lady commanded. "We have a mole, ladies and gentleman," she said. "Right here in our very facility."
She took something from the folder in her arm, something what was very familiar to Simmons.
"Someone has been sending SHIELD messages right under our noses. I specialise in finding them, Bakshi here... Well, he makes them suffer. Until that happens, no one leaves."
Simmons swallowed. Oh oh. This was going wrong. This was going terribly wrong.

The guards had started searching their desks, and Simmons had no idea how this would end.
"Hydra does not tolerate traitors!" Bakshi told the group of scientists. "Anyone caught in possession of contraband, will be punished, according to our policy."
The lady in the red coat came to Simmons, and on the inside... She wanted to scream. But she had to keep her head cool.
"Doctor Jemma Simmons," she said. "This is quiet an impressive list... SHIELD academy, top of your class, two PHD's in very advanced fields, it even says here you spend time in the field as an SHIELD agent. Is that correct?"
"Only a short time," Simmons answered.
"No. You've only been in Hydra a short time. But it seems you have been affiliated with SHIELD in one way or another, most of your life."
"To be fair, aren't most Hydra agents ex-SHIELD operatives?"
"Whom were working from within SHIELD long before it fell. But there is no evidence you supported Hydra, while SHIELD still existed. In fact, it seems you were an examplery SHIELD agent. Perhaps even still are."
Kenneth, who had the desk next to her, looked at her with sad eyes. There was simply no way-
"My loyalty is with Hydra," Simmons said.
"I'll be the Judge of that," the lady growled.
She turned her back on Simmons, and checked her desk. Empty. No SHIELD documents, or something affiliated with it.
"Madam. Something you have to see."
One of the guards had found something in Kenneth his desk. It had been exactly were they had been looking for. Something to send messages with to SHIELD.
"Wait... Wait! That's not mine. I... I've never seen that before in my life! I don't even know what that is!"
The lady made a face. The guards knocked Kenneth out, and took him with them, out of the lab. Simmons wasn't able to sigh in relief.

The restaurant where they would be meeting Raina was a nice place, and Sanchez decided she wanted to go back another time. She was sitting on a table with Hunter, not far from Coulson his table.
"Still nothing," Hunter said.
"Copy that."
Sanchez drank a bit from her wine.
"Nice place, hm?"
Hunter ignored her. He was probably still mad because she had been reading on the plane. Or something.
"Incoming at four O'clock," May said.
"The tiny girl in the flower dress? That's who everyone's making such a fuss about?" Hunter asked.
"Oh, you should see what she has done on our mission in China," Sanchez said. "It would change your mind."
Coulson stood up, to look Raina right in the eyes.
"It is good to see you, agent Coulson."
"Raina."
Like the gentleman he was, he took her chair away from the table, so she could sit, and took his place against her.
"I was worried you weren't going to accept my invitation," she said. He poured some wine into her glass.
"Perhaps I wasn't the only one, looking forward to our next meeting."
"Is she hitting on him?" Hunter asked. Sanchez nodded.
"Just like we know her."
"You implied there was something urgent to discuss," Coulson continued. "So, here I am. Either way, you're gonna give me what I want."
She turned her head a bit.
"You've changed, agent Coulson," she said.
"Might just be circumstances, considering last time you had me strepped into your little memory machine."
She smiled. Her face changed into disappointment.
"I was only trying to help."
"You wanna help? Tell me where to find the Obelisk."
"I'm afraid it's out of my hands," she said.
"That really doesn't work for me," Coulson answered. "I've seen what that thing can do. It's too dangerous to be out in the real world."
" You've only seen the beginning. Just because something's powerful doesn't make it dangerous. You should ask that agent of yours."
Coulson made a note he had to do that.
"In this case, it's more the death and destruction, according  to this agent you are referring to."
"You must believe me, Agent Coulson we want the same thing-"
"Unless it's an end to this conversation, I'm pretty sure we don't," He replied.
"You really know how to make a girl feel special," Raina said.
"Only when I suspect she has something up her sleeve," Coulson answered.
"It's in my purse, actually. Right now, Hydra's looking for a spy within their ranks."
This conversation was going an entire diffrent way.
"I am wondering what would happen to agent Simmons, if this would fall into the wrong hands."
Raina showed Coulson a picture of Simmon on her Phone, and Sanchez could feel everyone's shocked reaction. She knew could begin any minute.
"I don't like being threatened," Coulson said.

"This isn't a threat. It's a gesture of goodwill. I would like nothing more than to delete that photo."
"And in return, what do you want?" Coulson asked. 
"From you? Nothing. But I will need to take Skye with me."
Sanchez could feel Skye her shocked reaction in the kitchen, where she was keeping watch with May. The girl had to be carefull.
"Excuse me? What in the hell is this really about? And why, also in the hell, do you think I would ever let that happen?" Coulson asked her.
"To prevent every HYDRA employee from receiving an automated e-mail with that photo," Raina said. She pressed a button on her Phone.
"You have two minutes, after which, there's nothing I can do."
"Where are you planning to take Skye?" He asked again.
"Somewhere she's Always wanted to go," Raina answered. "To meet her dad."
She smiled, and drank some wine.