"Dang, that's crazy," Patten said in disbelief after Fitz's explanation. "How are you still sane?"
"Six months in isolation gives you a lot of time to work through things," Mick smirked.
"Sorry it took us so long," Patten smirked.
"Davis said you were locked up too," Mick glanced at him sympathetically.
"I chose my path," Patten smiled. "Thankfully, Millie understood. She got in touch with Bobbi when we heard your team was atop the most wanted list."
"Do you still have contact with Jerren? I haven't heard from him much since the accords," Patten shook his head.
"We spoke just before I was locked up. Stark keeps him crazy busy, or should I say Pepper," Patten chuckled to himself.
"I don't see how he sticks around that man," Mick scoffed.
"That kind of money speaks to some people," Patten smiled. "Maybe I'd have some kind of mansion that we could all live in if I had that kind of money."
"I travel too much to settle down like that," Mick said with a grin.
"Hunter, where the heck are we going?" Patten barked the RV bounced wildly.
"Oh calm down! We just needed some cover until the heat dies down!" Hunter called back as Patten rolled his eyes.
"So who was that Rusty guy anyhow?" Mick asked as Patten scoffed.
"Oh just some paranoid lunatic that Lance found on the fly," Patten replied.
"Just because he wore a tin foil hat doesn't mean he was wrong!" Hunter called out in response. "Better than some people and their creepy robot girlfriends!"
"It wasn't like that!" Fitz yelled in response.
Patten stared at Mick skeptically. "It really wasn't like that," Mick said as Patten laughed.
"Wait a sec, didn't Rusty have some off the grid laptops or something?" Patten called out.
"Should be by the ferrets unless he took it with him," Hunter answered as Patten scoffed. Fitz joined Mick and Patten in the hunt shuffling through the putrid smelling fabric. The ferrets hissed causing Fitz to jump back, knocking something heavy off the shelf behind him. He picked it up, examining the strange solar paneled thing.
He then opened it quite surprised to see it was a laptop.
"I think I found it," Fitz muttered as he walked back to the front of the RV.
"Okay, so it's solar powered?" Patten asked as Fitz said down at the small table. "That can't be all he meant by off the grid."
"At this point, I wouldn't be surprised," Mick muttered.
"Seriously," Hunter fussed as he joined the group. "What happened to not speaking ill of the dead?"
"No one spoke ill of him," Patten huffed.
"Oh, we're gonna need to get you two some new duds," Hunter pulled out a small suitcase from a cabinet. "Didn't know your sizes, so we guessed."
Mick and Fitz stared at the clothes, then quickly changed from the orange jumpsuits into the jeans and white tee's provided. Fitz's were fairly close fit, while Mick's were a bit snug all around.
"So how are we gonna find them?" Hunter asked as Mick and Fitz shrugged.
"The only lead is that weird beer delivery truck Hale kept asking about," Fitz said as Mick glanced skeptically. "What she never asked you?"
"No," Mick frowned. "She seemed quite a bit more interested in the strange guy's voice I heard."
"So two pieces of the same puzzle?" Patten stated.
"Too bad we can't get into the diner's surveillance system from here," Fitz moaned.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Hunter opened other cabinets revealing low level hacking equipment. "Like I said, Rusty may have been a nutter, but also didn't take any chances that he would be hacked first. Spied on anyone before they could spy on him!"
"This is perfect!" Fitz exclaimed as he began going through the gear. "Want to help me get this set up?" Patten nodded quickly as they carried boxes of equipment out of the RV.
"Probably shouldn't ask, but where's Agent Morse? Weren't you two a thing?" Mick asked as Hunter chucked.
"Oh we still are," he shook his head. "Perfect for each other, S'long as we're apart."
"I'm sure you'll figure it out," Mick smirked.
"What about you? Still hopelessly chasing Daisy?"
"Technically, yes," Mick smirked as Hunter smiled and rolled his eyes. "We were supposed to talk just before she vanished."
"I bet that's killing you," Hunter patted Mick's shoulders.
"Got it!" Fitz yelled gleefully from outside.
"Maybe we'll figure it out sooner than later," Mick glanced down at the laptop.
It didn't take long before Fitz and Patten had the security footage from all around Rae's Diner pulled up. Multiple video streams showed a large box truck with the label Bendeery's English Ale pulling up to the diner, several people arrayed in full military gear came from the back, then into the diner with a man dressed in what appeared to be a suit, walking in unarmed behind them. Every one of the camera's went fuzzy as the man entered the diner.
"What the heck was that?" Patten asked in disarray.
"I believe that is our mysterious guy," Fitz stated plainly as the video feed returned showing two minutes passed and General Hale walk into the building, but the beer truck gone.