AN: Still not sure if I would make this into a multi-chap fic. Hmm, we'll see I guess. I do not own any of the characters. And reviews are encouraged :)

Skye's POV

May's been shot. Skye couldn't believe what she saw. Scratch that. She didn't want to believe it. May fell to her knees, then slowly on her back, clutching her wounded side. She wanted to run to agent's side, but she couldn't. There were still bullets flying everywhere. She could see Coulson's face. Shock seems to have overwhelmed him, but he still tried to fight off the enemy force.

After a few more minutes, the backup Ward called, finally came. And they were able to take out the enemies. Skye saw A.C. run to May's side as soon as he could. Simmons came to her side to, trying to stop the bleeding. But when Skye got nearer, she was too shocked to move. So much blood. May's side was bleeding, the agent herself was unconscious, and looked so pale. Coulson had May's head cradled on his lap and he kept repeating the words, "Come on May. Stay with me. Please try to hold on."

Skye, got over her shock, and rushed to May's side. "What can I do?" "I need you to put pressure on her wound, while I try to stabilize her." Skye tried to do what Simmons said, but with the tears threatening to fall, it was a bit hard. Coulson was still trying to get her to respond, but seems to be failing miserably. Which only made the scene more heart breaking for everyone. Ward couldn't do anything except order the other agents around and tell them to send actual medical assistance. And Fitz ran as fast as he could to get the equipment Simmons needed. Jemma hooked May up to a heart rate monitor, told Skye to take out her hand and, tried to get the bullet out of May's side, but it was getting more and more hopeless every second.

May's heart rate was declining, and they still haven't got the bullet out. And then it happened. May flat lined. Simmons took out her hand from May's side, Fitz got the defibrillator and handed it to Simmons "Everyone hands off! Charging, clear!" May's still flat lining. "Again! Charging, clear!" It still didn't make a difference, but no one wanted to give up on May, so they kept going. "Charging, clear!" That did it. May's heart started again. Everyone was relieved. But it wasn't over yet. Simmons removed the bullet as fast as she could and finally was able to stabilize Agent May.

When Simmons was finally sure that May will be alright, they got her on the stretcher and moved her to the lab in the bus, while Ward programmed the auto-pilot to go to the nearest SHIELD headquarters.

Coulson's POV

Coulson never left May's side. He tried to get some sleep, he really did. Before, memories of Tahiti plagued his dreams. But now it was just the image of May, lying lifeless on the concrete floor, but it was enough to jolt him awake. So he just stayed down at the lab. Watching over her. Sometimes holding her hand, trying to reassure himself that she was alive, and waiting for her eyes to open.

"Why aren't you awake yet?" It has been four days, since May had been shot. And she was now in a SHIELD headquarters medical facility, somewhere in New York. And Coulson was still at her bedside holding her hand, silently begging her to wake up.

"Agent May's body just might just be healing itself sir. She'll wake up eventually."

"I hope your right Jemma." He looked at the Biochemist.

"I know you miss her terribly, but she'll come through. She always does right?" She was trying to reassure the both of them with that question.

"Yes, she does."

"I should leave you alone now."

"Alright, thank you Jemma."

Just then, Coulson felt her hand tighten against his own. And May's eyes fluttered. Adjusting to the harsh white light around her. Coulson saw her eyes widen, trying to figure out where she is. "Melinda, calm down. You're in a medical facility in HQ, you got shot a few days ago. Do you remember?" She just looked at him and nodded.

"How long?" He knew what she was asking. "You were out for four days"

She closed her eyes and tried to process the new information. She adjusted her bed, so now she reclining.

"How's the team?"

"Their fine. They all are. A bit rattled. You scared the hell out of us May."

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's not your fault." May couldn't take the look on Coulson's face, so she said, "How long do I have to stay here?"

"You've only been awake a few minutes, and you're already asking me when you can leave?" He laughed a bit.

"Pretty much." She smiled at him, trying to lighten his mood.

"A few more days at least. Until the doctors tell you to go."

"Alright" May smiled up at him. Coulson smiled back.

"You don't have to stay here you know?"

"I know, I want to. Do you know how hard it was for me, to not run to you immediately when you got shot? How hopeless I felt when you were bleeding out?"

"Phil…" She held a concerned gaze at him.

"And not being able to tell the woman who I love, what I feel about her." May's eyes widened at his confession. But she could see Phil struggling to control his emotions, so he just held his hand tighter. That seemed to calm him down a bit, and May thought that maybe finally time to tell him something she has kept from him too.

"I love you too."

It was Coulson's turn to be shocked. "What? Did you just say, what I think you said?" His eyes were filling with so much joy. The playfulness slowly creeping up on him. He smiled at her, May couldn't help but smile back.

"I said, I love you too Coulson. Do I really have to tell you twice? Because…" She was cut off from saying another word, because Coulson quickly lessened the distance between them and pulled her in for a kiss. It was slow and passionate, everything Coulson dreamed of their first kiss being like.

He pulled away first. Opening his eyes, and looking at the woman just a few inches from him, holding both sides of her face in his hands. He saw a small smile playing at her lips. "If I had known you were such a good kisser, I would've told you earlier Melinda."

"Yeah, you just waited for me to get shot, before you told me Phil."

"I love you."

"You might have mentioned that." She smirked at the man in front of her.

"I'm just happy, I can say it when I want now." He was leaning down for another kiss, before May cut him off. "Aha, no."

"What? Why?" Coulson was a little more than disappointed. He really wouldn't love nothing more than kissing/be kissed by none other than Melinda May.

"Maybe it's time you told the others I'm awake now. So they can stop worrying."

"Do I really have to?" Coulson said playfully. May just rolled her eyes at him. "Yes."

"Can I at least get one more kiss before I tell them?" May just raised her eyebrows at him, but then smiled gently at him. She leaned in for a kiss on his cheek, but Coulson moved his face, so her lips met his. May wasn't surprised, and she honestly did want to kiss him again. But she pulled away more quickly than Coulson would have liked.

"Tell them. Now."

"Yes, boss." Coulson was on his way out, then he turned back to May, and she gave him a small wave goodbye and a smile on her face.

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