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Walking down the sidewalk, coffee in hand, she admired the buildings that surrounded her. They weren't unlike anything she had seen before, but they were something new and that's all that mattered. Taking a sip of her coffee, she continued her journey only to find herself slamming into someone in front of her, nearly spilling her drink all over her. Turning to face them, she plastered a fake smile on her face and nodded, "Wow, thank you so much for watching where you're going."

#{ c: kayley }#v: maybe this time I'll stay #hope this is okay!#yes-clark-moore-things

He couldn't say that he wasn't shocked when Coulson entered his vault, alone. In his mind, things had been going pretty smoothly. Every few days or so, he'd get to speak with her, leaking secrets about Hydra, trying to get a word in edgewise to make it feel like there was something remaining of their past relationship. Of course, she wouldn't listen unless it was relevant, and she would fire off at him. And he'd let her. Not just because there was nothing he could do to stop her, but also because he knew he deserved it.

"You know how much I hate to ask you this," says Coulson, his otherwise kindly face twisted into something much more serious. "But, we're going to need you in the field."

Ward froze. In the field? What was Coulson thinking? He had always known that his C.O. was a softy, but never realized that it was this bad. But, this was his chance. His only chance, perhaps, to redeem himself. He had to, if there was any chance of getting back to the way things were.

No, not the way things were. The way things were, consisted of him lying to everyone about himself, going behind their backs, and hurting Skye. No. He was not going back to the way things were. But he would make things right.

"What do you need me to do?" he asks suspiciously, resisting the urge to fold his arms across his chest. He couldn't look guarded in front of Coulson, or anyone for that matter, if this was going to work.

"You're a specialist. We've found a Hydra base, and we know for a fact that it's rigged with explosives. You'll go in there, deactivate the bombs, and then wait outside with Agent May, because if you think for one second, that I'd let you go inside a Hydra base then-"

"Yeah, I get it," says Ward, remembering his last encounter with May, and it hadn't been pleasant. "I'll do it."

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Shut Up & Drive// Annaleigh & Aaron

It had been great. The party had been great; one of the best parties Aaron had been to in a while, great lighting and music, and enough drinks to go all around. Aaron had come with a group of his friends who knew the person who was throwing it and had been enjoying the time like everyone else had.

…Until the cops came.

Everything seemed to instantly die when the red and blue lights flashed through the windows. The room had fallen silent; quiet enough that you could have heard a pin drop on to the ground, until there was two solid knocks on the door and everyone went crazy.

The whole crowd dropped what they were doing and took off running for anyway out of the place, whether it be a backdoor or an window. People were pushing and shoving friends and foes out of their ways, all just desperate not to get caught.

It had been no different for Aaron, who all too well knew what it was like to spend the night in a jail cell and had much better plans for the night. He’d taken a run for the nearest window, barely noticing that he’d left his friends somewhere behind in the building, and made a bee line to were his borrowed motorcycle was sitting.

His heart was racing and felt as though it was ready to jump up into his throat, but that was the way he always felt when he wound up in a situation like this and he knew he just had to push the feeling down so it was out of the way if he wanted to get himself out of this circumstance.

Aaron bit his lower lip as he search his pockets for the keys, quickly jabbing them into the ignition and hopping on the bike when he found them. The bike roared to life and surprisingly he could hear the shouts of a cop in the distance telling him to leave the bike and put his hands on his head.

But like hell he was going to!

He put the bike into gear and took off towards the road, gasping in surprise as something grabbed him from behind and without realize what he was even doing he slowed the bike and looked over his shoulder, even more surprised to find a young woman sitting behind him, clinging onto his jacket with one major death grip.

“..Wha—“ Aaron began to mumble out, but was quickly cut off by her.

“Drive! Fucking drive!”

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