"Who are you?" Skye questioned, moving to reach for the closet hard object. "How did you get on this plane? We're hundreds of feet in the air."

Eleven grinned at the question, forgetting his current thought for the moment and telling her. "I'm The Doctor! Just The Doctor, no 'real' name." He explained, raising his hands up to make quotations with his fingers when he said real.

"And that would be thanks to my T.A.R.D.I.S. Time and Relative Dimension in Space. Pretty nifty for getting into places that are moving through the air--though I was trying to get to ancient Greece." Eleven told her, turning to glare at the box before looking back over at Skye. "And what would your name be?" He questioned with a bit to much enthusiasm for the young Agent after the ruin they'd left behind at the hub just an hour ago.

Skye kept quiet though, her eyes on Coulson who'd just walked into the room after hearing an unfamiliar voice. The elder agent had his gun out, aimed towards the man who spun around when he noticed her looking behind him.

"Oh Phil! Good to see you!" Eleven said with a grin, though he guessed that the man wouldn't realize who he was. He had met him once, but it had been when he was in his 10th regeneration. He'd helped with identifying Thor's hammer and assuring him that they would never get it out of the ground.

"Do I know you?" Coulson questioned in an authoritative voice, he had a hunch of who it was with the blue box sitting in front of the bar. But he looked different from last time he'd seen him--not that that really meant much with this man.

"The Doctor! New face though. It's been century's since I saw you." Eleven told him, before going on. "I'm on my 11th face now. Would be twelfth but the face you met had some huge vanity issues."

Coulson lowered his gun at his answer and said to him. "I'd say your a little late the the party Doctor. Hydra just took over S.H.I.E.L.D. and hundreds of people have died in the last few days."

"Yes well...." Eleven started, trailing off before telling him. "Fixed point, it couldn't have been stopped. I really am sorry though." He told him before pulling something out of his po0cket and spinning around to point it at Skye as it made a strange noise.

"Your agent here though is strange though. Feels almost like Time Lord but.." He trailed off, stopping his scanning and looking at it as he brought it in front of his face and looked back up at her with a socked look, which didn't happen often with him. "We left you in China. What are you doing here?" He questioned.

*~*TIME SKIP*~*

Skye paced in front of the slightly ruined couch before whipping around to look at The Doctor, clearly upset by whatever it was he had said. "So your telling me, that your my Father. And some psychopath who was raised to kill you but you married instead is my Mother? Why in the world would I believe that?" She was clearly ticked, that much was clear by her tone.

"Yes, and since you now know all of that now you know we did it because a child growing up around us wouldn't have been safe in the least. We probably would have left you with River's parents if they weren't..." He trailed off as he remembered.

"So you left me in a strange village with strange people!?" Skye practically yelled. She'd never really cared much about the people who had left her behind, and after the time they'd spent at the academy even less so. But being confronted by it brought up the buried resentment that she'd thought wasn't even there anymore.

"No! We knew them, River stayed in the village well she was pregnant--and let me tell you. She is very trigger happy when she's stuck in one place. She destroyed more vases and glasses then I feel like counting."  Eleven commented, arms moving around in a wild manor as he spoke like they normally did.

"Plus when we left you I asked Nick Furry-who left me tell you needs a nice long vacation to get off that sour patch couch he's stuck on-to keep an eye on you and make sure you were safe." Eleven told her.

Skye looked at The Doctor, falling onto the couch behind her as she did before looking away from him.