Finding another route

"Hello?" Jemma called, banging on the closed metal door, "Someone? HELLO!"

There was no answer, and the door remained closed. She supposed that on a ship which flew through the air, supported by four staggeringly enormous turbines, there was quite a lot of sound-proofing.

"Well, now what?" she thought out loud. She couldn't get back into the lab, and she didn't want to wait in this room naked until someone happened to come by and find her. That only left the door at the other end of the room.

The shower room was fairly bare, just the row of showers and a bench along the opposite wall, but Jemma still gave it a thorough search to make sure there definitely wasn't any clothing, a towel, hell even a slipper, somewhere in there that she could put on before she went into the rest of the Helicarrier. There was not.

Face bright red with embarrassment already, Jemma went to the door and pushed it open a crack. She saw a figure walking down the corridor, and quickly ducked back into the room. She waited until she thought they must have passed, then opened the door again. All clear this time. Hands covering as much of her **** pink body as she could manage, Jemma slipped into the corridor and hurried in the direction she thought would get her back to the lab.

She had only gone a few metres when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She had no time to get back to the shower room, so she went through the closest door and hoped for the best.

She was in luck, it was a storeroom. But just as she was thanking her lucky stars, the door opened again. Jemma flattened herself against the wall, letting the door open next to her and hide her from the two agents who had entered.

"It's a ZX-23 they want." one of them said, consulting a clipboard.

"A 23? Who's still using those since the 24 came out?"

"Only Sitwell, I think."

As the two agents moved towards the boxes stacked in the room, Jemma silently eased around the open door, ans dashed back into the corridor.

The nude scientist hurried down the metal corridor, cold under her feet, heading round to where she was sure the other laboratory door was. Just round the next corner, and then...

Where she had expected to find the door, she instead found a wall, the corridor turning off in a different direction.

"No!" Jemma gasped in annoyance, before deciding that she should go back to the shower room and hope one of hee colleagues might look in there for her when she didn't re-emerge. She had made up her mind and turned to head back, when she heard footsteps and voices coming from behind her.

"Still, it beats the 22."

"You got that right..."

Jemma hurried away from the voices, and found the corridor ended in a ladder heading up. Now she wasn't even going to be on the same floor as the lab!

Hoping she would find her way back down, Jemma gulped and then climbed up the ladder.