Skye, May, Hunter, and Sanchez were preparing to jump out of the plane, to the ship Donnie had so cleaverly "Iced." While Skye was talking to Hunter, Sanchez was complaining to May about why she had to wear a parachute. She could fly, for the gods their sake. It wasn't like she was supposed to keep her powers hidden this time.
"Fourth time, Sanchez, you need to wear a suit and a parachute. Don't you think it is a bit suspicious if you jump out a plane without one?"
"Ehm, no, because they are not supposed to see us."
When Coulson came into the cargohold, May turned her back to Sanchez.
"I don't even know why I am trying anymore," she murmled, something what made Sanchez grin.
"Okay everyone," Coulson started. He went to the side of the cargohold, and started opening the ramp.
"Remember; Donnie Gill's a gifted. He could be a formidable weapon for either side. Let's make sure it's ours."
Sanchez made a face, because Coulson had called gifted people 'weapons,' and walked to the end of the ramp, in black jeans, black boots, and a black closed jacket.
"Shouldn't you be wearing a parachute?" Hunter asked. She turned around at the end of the ramp, and grinned to him.
"Oh, but you don't understand," she said. "I don't need one."
Then she jumped, while the others followed her.

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"Hello? Donnie?"
It was cold at the inside of the Hydra cargo ship. Simmons didn't knew if it was because of Donnie his presence, of because of something else.
When she looked up, she could see the frozen body from one of the crew members, and she knew that Donnie was somewhere on the ship. Only question was where exactly.
She walked down one of the stairs, passing one other frozen crew member.
"I'm... I am looking for Donnie Gill!"
No response.
"Hello?!"
Still no response.
"You may not remember me," she said.
Then someone came around the corner.
"Agent Simmons?"
She had found Donnie.
"Donnie... It is nice to see you again," she started. His face... He was definitely not trusting her.
"Who send you?" He asked. "SHIELD? Hydra? What side did you end up on?"
"I'd like to think I'm on your side," She replied.
"Get close to him," Bakshi ordered in her ear. "Convince him you want to help him."
"I've saved your life once," Simmons continued. " I heard you were in trouble. Please, I need you to hear me out."
God, she hoped that this would work.
"Fitz talked about you. He described the blue prints he saw in your room. He was quite impressed, and Fitz is very hard to impress."
"Get him to trust you," Bakshi murmled in her ear.
"You're a lot like him," she continued. "Like both of us, really. We're scientists. We're here to solve problems."
"Maybe before," Donnie answered. "It's different now."
"Oh, I don't believe you," she replied. "You must miss it. Minds like us. They need to be used."
"I am tired, of being used!" He yelled. Then, everything happend very fast. Someone who looked exactly like Donnie appeared, knocked him out, laid him down on the ground, and made the 'be quiet' sign to Simmons.
The others were here too. Sanchez was here.
"Don't let him get angry," Bakshi said in her ear. "Repeat what I say."
In the meanwhile, May, Hunter and Sanchez were on the inside, looking for Donnie.
"May, Hunter, Sanchez, anyone eyes on Gill?" Coulson asked through coms.
"Negative," all three of them responded.
Hunter went down another staircase, and he saw something... Something peculiar.
"Ehm sir, we might have a situation," he said.
"What's wrong?" Coulson asked.
"Target is talking to Hydra, but there are two of them."
"Excuse me?"
"There are two Donnies, Sir," Sanchez said. "One is unconcious on the ground, Simmons is talking to the other one. Aaaaaaaand... It's not me this time."
"End that conversation, now," Coulson demanded.
"Copy that, sir," Hunter replied. He had a clear shot on the Hydra agent, but it took May a fraction of a second to realise that the Hydra agent was actually Simmons. She fired a shot with her icer on Hunter, what alarmed Simmons, and probably fake Donnie.
"I know what you're trying to do. You're just like the rest of them, you LIAR!"
Fake Donnie grabbed Simmons by her wrist, but she did her jacket out, and started to run. He iced her jacked, and started to chase her. May fired some shots at him to stop him, but they all missed.
"What am I hearing?" Coulson asked through coms.
"Agent May shot me," Hunter said.
"Repeat?"
"May shot me."
"Man, I wanted to be the one," Tripp sighed.
"Repeat, Simmons is on sight with Hydra. Do we maintain her cover?"
"Yeah, maintain her cover."
In the meanwhile, Sanchez had gone downstairs, to unconcious Donnie. She knew he was the real one, and the other one was Dragon, her brother. You had to lie for the good cause sometimes.
"Sir, the unconcious Donnie over here is the real one. I repeat, he is the real one. Is the room at the bus ready?"
"The room is ready. You can bring him up."
"Roger that."
She would let him stay at the base for like a day or something. Then, she would bring him to upstairs.
She turned around, appeared in the special room on the bus, laid Donnie down on the bed, and went back to the ship. She would give the SHIELD agents something nice to crack their knuckles on. Getting the brainwashing out of his system.
On the ship, she joined May and Hunter again in the search for Donnie, but a door blocked their way through.
"It's frozen," May said.
"Allow me."

"Ice everyone inside this ship. No one leaves here alive."
Baskhi, Simmons, Donnie and the other Hydra agents were up at the deck right now, near the helicopter. Dragon... O yeah, he was very comfortable with the situation. When his sister had told him about the plan, he was more then happy to join in. It would give him some nice souls for in hell.
He touched the side of the ship, and everything started to freeze. Then he could hear a bullet coming into his direction. He jumped away, and Simmons pushed Baskhi against the ground, protecting him against another bullet.
"Let's go!" Bakshi yelled. All went to the helicopter, and all of them flew away from the ship. Mission accomplished.