Skye: The whole room was shaking. Fitz, the gun in my hand exploded. Fitz: Aw God. Skye: I thought that I could handle it, but I can't it's too much. I think we need to tell Coulson what's happening. Fitz: Hang on, wait until I've analyze... Skye: I can't control it when I get upset or nervous. Fitz: I'm running that diagnostic on your blood samples right now. Hopefully when it's done we'll have a solution.