"Where'd it go?" You ask clicking around thinking you accidentally closed it. When you see that you didn't close the video, it just ended, you sigh in frustration. The video gave you more questions than answers. One question is what did your mom mean about your cries breaking windows, and the other one is how the hell are you a 0-8-4? You go find Mary.

"I found something out about my abilities." You state.

"What did you find?" Mary asks.

"You might want to come see the video for yourself." Mary nods and follows you to the library and you replay the video. Like last time it stopped at your mom saying that you're a 0-8-4.

"What's a 0-8-4?" Mary asks looking away from the screen.

"An object of unknown origin and that usually means that it's something dangerous."

"Yet John took you in, knowing the risks." Mary smiles fondly. "I guess that's why I fell for him." You run a hand through your hair, pretty distressed. "Y/N?"

"If Dean finds out about this, he'd possibly kill me."

"What makes you say that?"

"That's how dad trained him... shoot first ask questions later." Mary pauses for a moment.

"Tell you what, the only way Dean will find out about your abilities is if you tell him, or if you use them to save him."
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"Hello?" You ask, answering your phone.

"I hear that you're one of the two girls that Coulson took a risk on." The man on the other line says. "And that you're one of John Winchester's kids."

"I'm sorry, who is this?"

"You'll soon find out. Meet me at the airfield by that bunker of yours in ten minutes." With that, the man hangs up.

"Okay, that is a new one." You mumble.

You grab some weapons, like your gun and your knife. You debate taking your laptop but you decide to leave it for now. Right now you aren't sure if this man is going to kill you or recruit you.

When you get to the airfield you see a SHIELD helicopter. Warnings and red flags pop up. There's a man with a pair of dark sunglasses and a leather trenchcoat waiting for you.

"SHIELD or HYDRA?" You ask the man.

"I should be asking you the same question." The man retorts.

"Hunter actually. I'd rather hunt ghosts, werewolves or vampires than be called a terrorist or HYDRA."

"That wasn't exactly what I was expecting to hear, but damn you're definitely John Winchester's daughter." The man holds out his hand for you to shake. "Director Fury of SHIELD." You laugh and shake his hand.

"Nice to put a face to a name sir." Fury just grins. "Why did you ask me to come?"

"Because I could use a hard head like you, and I need your help."

"I don't know if I like you. You did call me a hard head, after all."

"You don't have to like me, but I need your help locating Fitz and Simmons."

"Okay... now that you've said that I'll go with you."
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Once Fitz and Simmons are on board the helicopter Simmons comes around first. "You're in decompression on a jet back to the mainland." Fury states.

"They told us you were dead." Simmons says.

"If it makes you feel any better he scared the shit out me." You point out with a teasing tone.

"Good. We want word to get around on that." Fury adds in. "Me being dead, not the scaring the shit out of Agent Winchester."

"Fitz!" Simmons says realizing he's gone.

"Simmons, breathe. Fury has a full medical team looking after Fitz. Also, you don't want to hit your head on the glass, that hurts." Simmons calms down a little bit.

"Does this make you Fury's lapdog?" Simmons teases after a few moments of silence.

"Nah, I only get level five clearance out of the deal."

"Only get level five clearance. You're hilarious." You crack a smile in response to your friend's sarcasm.

"All joking aside- I asked for a clearance high enough to access all of my dad's file, in exchange for my help."

"What's in his file that is so important to you?"

"A particular 0-8-4 case. Nothing major."

"Y/N, that doesn't make any sense."

"Something caught my interest but I didn't have the clearance."

"You would tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah, of course." You lie with a fake smile, you feel terrible for lying to your friend but there are things out in the world that are better if they are kept a secret.

Fury tells you to go with him to save Coulson's ass. Since you have nothing better to do and because Fury scares the living shit out of you, you tag along.

"Hey Phil, need a hand?" You ask when Coulson gets his ass handed to him by Garrett.

"Never expected you of all people to call me that." Coulson states as you help him to his feet.

"Good. Also, I made a new ally." You say as Director Fury walks out of the shadows, being a little mellow dramatic.

"Sir?" Coulson asks in surprise. Director Fury cracks a very small smile, before returning to his stone-faced expression.

"You don't have to call me "sir," Coulson. Look at me. I'm dressed like I live under a bridge." The director of SHIELD strictly points out.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, Simmons turned me on to that old-timey tracker that Fitz left on your bus. And Y/N used her knowledge on HYDRA bases to get us in."

"For the record, I'm not HYDRA. I only know the bases because of how many times I've been kidnapped by these guys." You clarify.

"How often would that be?" Coulson asks.

"987 times, and each time my dad or my brothers got me out."

"987?!"

"Yeah." You itch the side of your neck.
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Fitz is deteriorating, he's only been getting worse since Simmons left for an undercover mission. He's more isolated, and talking to himself thinking Simmons is there with him. One day you go visit him in his work area.

"Hey, I brought you lunch." You tell your friend.

"Thanks." Fitz answers not looking up. You set the sandwich down next to the scientist and sit down next to him.

"Want me to stay?" Your voice is pleading, hoping he'll let you stay. "So you'll have someone other then Simmons to talk too, no offense Jemma." You normally don't call Simmons by her first name, so it feels a little weird to say.

"No, I'm okay." Fitz answers. You softly bite the inside of your lip, deciding not to push it.

"If you need someone Fitz, you have my number in your phone." You say as you get off of the seat you were sitting on. You then throw your friend a look. "Also, you might feel better if you ate something." Without another word, you leave the room.

If Fitz doesn't want any company, you're going to reluctantly respect his wishes. Once outside the room and look back at the scientist. In your mind, Fitz shouldn't be alone at the moment... but he only wants "Simmons" with him.