Okay, so I don't know where all of this came from, I was just listening to the song when the idea popped in my mind, and I just had to write it down, I hope you'll like it!

"Phil, I don't think this is a good idea, I just don't have a good feeling about the whole thing" she said, frowning.

"Why?"

They were discussing the strategies,... again. They didn't have any mission programmed for the next three weeks, but as always there were several movements to plan and stressing decisions to make.

"Honesty, I don't know if you are ready... I don't know if you should go ahead and do this..."

"I'm ready, May, I perfectly know how to handle this" he replied, tired and upset. He was staring the screen of his computer, not even giving her a look as he spoke. "I've been running this place for many freaking months on my own, and I'm pretty sure I can choose what is best by myself. Now I need to get back to work"

May just nodded. Then she quickly left the room, making sure he couldn't see that he had hurt her.

...

"And this is why I got tired of you! You are always trying to contol EVERYTHING!" Yelled Hunter, furious. He stood up, putting his beer down on the table. Bad sign.

"Well someone needs to do it, as you are nothing but a lazy and irresponsible pig!" replied Bobbi, who didn't let herself be intimidated by anyone, let alone by her boyfriend... ex-boyfriend? Whatever

"You are so fucking bossy!" he snapped

"Shut up, moron!"

"You are so bitter!"

The discussion went on for another twenty minutes.

...

"So, if I can reverse the electromagnetic effect, the machine shouldn't..."

"Be overcharged" she finished for him. "And we would be able to regenerate the hydraulic..."

"Stop it"

"What? Fitz, I..."

"No, don't do this!" he exclaimed, clearly frustrated, pushing the blueprints he was reading away from her.

"Do what?" Asked Simmons, trying to stay calmed and talk softly.

"This!"

"'I'm just trying to help!"

"Well I don't need your help right now!"

That was it, the straw that broke the camel. She wanted to be there for him more tha anything in the world, that was true and nobody could deny it. But everyone has a limit and Jemma Simmons had certainly had enough for one day.

...

Meanwhile, a very furious Skye was beating violently the punchinbag that was in front of her. She wasn't using a special technique or anything, it was just a way to release her anger as she tried to stop some rebel tears to escape her eyes.

"I hate you!" she said, daydreaming with the idea of her fists smacking Ward's face. She had had to talk to him again and, as usual, that hadn't ended specially well. "I hate you! You stupid traitor! Ungrateful son of a bitch! I hate you!"

In that moment May arrived the gym. She didn't approach inmediately to her to check how she was, she didn't even protested because of her stiff elbow, what was extremely rare. May just passed by her side and started to kick the other punchinbag.

Hum, thought Skye, she wasn't the only one with a bad day.

"Coulson?" was all she asked. If there was someone capable of driving her to that state, that was him.

The other one nodded, without even glaring at her as how she would liked to.

"Okay, so, can we all agree that men suck?" intervened Bobbi, appearing at the door out of a sudden

Her thick mop of brown hair flowed behind her, and Skye could have sworn it was due to the smoke that seemed to be expelled from her body.

"Welcome to the club" she muttered.

At that time came Simmons. She still had her lab coat, but that didn't stop her. She approached one of the punchinbags and hit it with much more force than any of the others had imagined she possessed. She hit and kicked it over and over again, and Skye and Bobbi cheered.

"That's my girl" celebrated the hacker, clapping. "Guys trouble, I presume?"

"You. Have. No. Idea" said the young biochemist, getting rid of her lab coat to have more freedom of movement.

"I get you" growled Bobbi. "Men are just..."

"Morons?" suggested May, talking for the first time.

"Yeah!"

"They think they know everything!" complained Skye

"They think women are complicated... and then they do each thing!"

"And they wouldn't last a week without us" added May, thinking angrily in her previous discussion with Coulson

"That's it" exclaimed Skye.

She got distracted and the punchinbag she had just pushed away hit her, giving her full stomach and causing her to fall heavily to the floor. The others rushed to surround her.

"Are you okay?" Simmons asked her, as her S.O helped her to stand up.

"Yeah, yeah" Somewhat dazed, Skye straightened. "Listen to me, I have an idea"

"That can't be for any good..."

"Hush, Jemma" said Bobbi. "Go ahead, Skye, what do you have in mind?"

"Well, the guys have been acting like jerks lately, haven't they?"

The rest of them nodded, showing her agreement.

"And they think they are so clever and manly an independent, right? But May is right, they wouldn't be able to survive one week without us"

"It's true, but what is your point?"

"Why don't we leave?" She asked excited, studying each one of her female teammates's faces. "We leave tomorrow, and we don't return until next wednesday"

"No way, Skye" said May, her professional side seizing her person. "That's too much, and there are a lot os things to do"

"I'm in" announced Bobbi, for their surprise. "I'd usually agree with May... But those idiots need to learn a lesson"

"I don't know" sighed Simmons, insecure. "There are tons of work down at the lab. I think that seven days is too much"

"Come on, Jemma, aren't you tired of dealing with someone else's problems?"

"What is exactly what you propose, Skye?" she replied.

"It's simple. We leave very early tomorrow, leaving just a note behind. We'll take one of the quinjets and go to a spa or some place like that" she said. Here eyes were huge and glowing of emotion, making the others laugh.

"Well, you can't take a quinjet, because none of you knows how to fly" pointed out May. "And I seriously doubt you guys are stupid enough to try" she added, a little bit worried.

"Oooh, and of course one of us would have to fly. I mean, it's not as if we had the best pilot of a whole freaking agency or something..."

"I said no, Skye. It's not professional nor right to go away like that"

"Pleaaaase, May" her protégé made a kicked-puppy face. Damn it, she was probably the only person in the world who could actually make her feel guilty with something like that. "What was the last thing Coulson told you?"

Skye knew it was a risky card, and that her trainer would probably hate her fo asking her something like that in public. But now she knew better than that, and when May squinted her eyes she realised it had been the right thing to do

"He said... that he didn't need my opinion for making decisions, because he has been doing a good job on running this place by his own"

"You see it? That's not true" said Bobbi.

"Geez, he said that? You practically handle half of this place by yourself, even more when he's not here. I mean, you can make us work, and you are probably the only person in the world who can make Hunter shut the fuck up" insisted Skye. "If he thinks that he would get along so well without you, he shouldn't mind if he leave for a couple of days..."

"Do you know something? I think you are right" she finally said.

"So? Where are we going to go?" wanted to know Jemma, starting to get excited with the idea.

"Eh... I don't know. It would be awesome if we could bring Lola with us"

"Are you insane? Don't you remember what he did to us the last time you tried to hack her so she could fly and scare Lance?" said Simmons in disbelief. "Besides, we can't take both of Coulson's girls"

"What on earth do yo mean with that?" aked May, as everyone was now looking at her,

"You are right, Coulson would frie us and then fire us" agreed Skye, ignoring her.

"And we don't even have a key" Added Bobbi.

"I have one" May revealed the, shrugging. The rest of them looked at her susprised, but she didn't say anything about how she had gotten it. "But it's too small for the four of us, and it doesn't even have roof. Besides, I have another destiny in my mind..."

They dedicated the rest of the evening on planning their secret escape, criticising the guys and laughing evilly by imagining them alone, without them. At night, each one made her suitcase, packing those outfits they didn't have any occasion to wear when they were at the agency. At five on the morning they were all in one of the quinjets, laughing excitedly with thermos of coffee in their hands, except May, of course, as she drank tea and still had no idea of why she had agreed to do all of those crazy things the girls had planned

"This is going to be so awesome" said Skye, who was next to her in the co-pilot's seat.

"You really think this is a good idea?"

"Whoa, Melinda May is asking me, Skye, if I think that something is a good idea. This days keeps on going better and better" the girl chuckled mockingly.

"God, this is such a great mistake..." sighed May, as the hangar door opened and the plane started to move. If she changed her mind and decided to turn around, they would have to ask some awkward questions to the guys. Coulson would probably interrogate her. Yeah, he could call her stubborn or proud, she was both of those, but there was no way on earth he would make her feel guilt now. There was no option of giving up by that time.

"Yeah, for them" Skye settled into her seat, very full of herself for having had that brilliant idea. She leaned over the board and pressed one of the few buttons that she was allowed to touch; the microphone, for so she could talk with others, who chatted animatedly in the back seats. "Attention, attention, my awesome and female tripulation, here is your co-captain. The captain and I would like to thank you for choosing GuysSuck airlines. Please, just get confortable in your seats and enjoy your flight. The estimated arriving time is at... May?" she asked in a low, yet clearly audible voice. "Psst, what time are we...?"

"At noon"

"Great. Well, you have heard the captain, we'll be there at noon. I beg you turn off your cell phones and other electronic devices, because even if they still work up here, in a few minutes we'll get some texts from... them. Enjoy your flight and thank you again for choosing GuysScuk airlines. Thank you for your attention. We'll talk later for break time"

The rest of them burst out laughing, even May couldn't help but laugh out loud with the occurrences of her rookie. The girl smiled, and both of them put on a pair of sunglasses. Fine, it wasn't strictly necessary for her, as there was a screen protecting her from the direct sunlight, but they were cute and she loved looking like her s.O.

"Skye, there is not such a thing as break time" said May after a few minutes.

"WHAT?!" She exclaimed. "What am I suppose to do, starve?"

"It's just a cuple of hours, you can eat as much as you want when we get there"

"So, why can't you tell me where we are going?"

"It's a surprise"

"You are not the surprise type, you know" They both rolled her eyes.

"You packed sport clothes and a bikini?"

"Yeah"

"Fine, you wil survive. You will love the hotel and everything, I promise" she said. Five minutes later she got her answer.

"I'm hungryyyy"

"Look, I packed some chocolate cookies for you because I knew you would be hungry" Said May, sighing. Sometimes she didin't feel as if she were dealing with a brilliant young woman but as if she were taking care of five-years-old girl. "If you stay quiet I will give you food soon"

"Finee... You took the bacon, right?"

"I didn't leave them any piece. Jemma also took the chocolate and Bobbi got Lance's cookies"

"They are going to die"

"Hum... You locked your room?"

"Yep"

"Checked the security systems?"

"Ahá. May, I think that you are forgetting that there are still people inside" she smiled. "Whatever, if you packed my favorite cookies... You didn't forget my gummy bears, did you?"

"No, Skye. I packed your gummy bears"

Skye smiled. Maybe May was all hardcore and everything, but the more she got to knew her, the more she saw how fake her mask was. If May had brought her some gummy bears, it meant that she really knew her and cared about her. After a small pause she took her ipod from her pocket and connected it to the quinjet's speakers. She thought for a while and a few seconds later the catchy melody of Girls just wanna have fun flooded the plane.

"Do you mind?" asked Skye.

"Do I have any choice?" replied the other one, rolling her eyes. "Oh God, this is such an old song"

"Yeah? How old?"

"Old enough to say it was from my time"

"Geez, it is old"

May smacked her shoulder playfully. She didn't know why or since when, but she secretly adored when the girl messed up with her.

"Fine, I'm sorry" she apologized. "But what time are we exactly talking about?"

Skye knew that, at some point of her life, even May had had "her time". She wasn't quite sure about what it meant, though, but she was dying to know. Maybe she had been young and wild and stuff. She knew that it was stupid but, unlike everyone else, she could totally picture her like that.

"... Don't you have any more announcements to do or something?"

"Fine, fine" smiling, she turned the microphone on again. "Next stop... Revenge!"

Where are the girls going? How will the guys react when they realise that they are gone? It was a good or a bad idea? Please tell me what you think! :) Any ideas and reviews will be gladly accepted