I'm not sure what I think of this one, but the inspiration hit me at 3am when I'm supposed to be sleeping, and this is how it wanted to go. So... yeah. Beware the feels. Oh, and #CoulsonLives!
Neville Longbottom 'Harry Potter' – It doesn't matter that he's gone, people die every day. Friends, family… so yeah, we lost him tonight. He's still with us, in here. So are all of them. They didn't die in vain
They were still devastated with his death, he could feel it. Coulson was one of the good ones, even if majority of the active agents mourning him weren't under his purview, and the administrative legion on the flight deck only bore witness to his legendary management from afar.
He stood at his command post on the flight deck, well aware that his elite team made up of his best agents and emotionally-charged so-called superheroes had just found the cause they needed to work as a team for once and disregarded orders by fleeing the helicarrier. He stood and let them go, because he knew they acted better under their own steam, with him and the Agency acting as backup only.
The usual hustle and bustle of the command centre was dimmed; only the necessary noises were present, and even then, those operating the consoles were trying to make as little noise as possible.
It was out of respect.
Nick Fury hung his head for a moment, hoping Team Delta and the so-called superheroes never found out what had truly transpired between Phil Coulson and Loki, because if they did, he would be killed more than a dozen times over.
He only hoped the Avengers could truly pull together and perform as a team, so the loss they felt of their manager/liaison/wrangler was worth the pain his resurrection would cause.
Coulson had to 'die' for a reason, but if they didn't succeed, the sacrifice he made would be in vain, and that was something they could not let happen.
It was up to the Avengers to protect not only SHIELD and New York, but the rest of the world as well; Fury understood that, and Coulson knew they needed a push in the right direction.
This lesson in loss would be a painful one, not uncommon in their line of work, but painful nonetheless.
Fury only hoped it would be worth it in the long run.