It was just a dream or was it?
It was about 3 am and The Bus was eerily quiet, for once the entire Bus was actually asleep, all at the same time, which for Agent Coulson's Team, was a huge rarity. Even Phil Coulson himself, was plagued by dreams and nightmares of passed mistakes.
He was sat in the kitchen with a cup of tea in his hand and peace was in the air or so he thought. He just sat there appreciating quietness that seldom happened on The Bus for one reason or another.
A few hours must have passed and he felt his forehead hit the counter top, his head weighed down with the urge to sleep. His face shot up as he felt the cold run down his spine and in his core he couldn't understand why but something didn't feel right. He could hear a voice in the distance, a voice he thought he had heard before but could not place but it sent eerie feeling into his heart that set like a lead weight.
The lights on board The Bus had suddenly gone black apart from the emergency generator, casting the glimmer of light a lot like the hope he felt when the sceptre pierced through his heart, small sharp and very short he could not see much further than the end of his arm but he knew the set-up of his Bus better then anyone.
He started navigating his way to the stairs but he had the distinct feeling that he was not alone but he couldn't shake it, it had been happening a lot, literally, but he thought he was just tired or overworked.
He attempted to make his way to the generators to sort out the wiring but his movements became slower and slower he just couldn't understand what was happening.
***Tahiti is a magical place you know, Phil***
He could not understand where the voices were coming from but he knew that he need to get those lights back and fast, something was wrong with The Bus and he was going to find what the hell was going on.
The faint echo surround his mind, a high-pitched voice was heard once more.
***Tahiti is a magical place you know, Phil***
One minute he was down near the generator and the next, he was in his office. He opened his eyes to see that chaos had reigned in his office. Stuff was strewn everywhere and his desk was split in two with blood smeared across the walls.
***Tahiti is a magical place you know, Phil***
He managed to get back on his feet again but the world was still spinning, he followed the voice to his room but the picture that met him shook him to his core and tore his heart out of his chest.
There laid strewn across the blood soaked bed sheets was Melinda May, slashes across her jacket and her head lolled across the edge of the bed and beautiful brown eyes staring with the glazed look into the abyss but the lights were out.
Phil dropped to his knees, a cry ripped from his throat for the whole Bus to hear, but nothing could be louder then the pain that was in his heart, he rushed over to the body to feel for a pulse but the life had deserted once more.
***Tahiti is a magical place you know, Phil***
"Phil? Phil! Come on, Phil! You need to wake up! Philip Coulson, you listen to me, damn it!"
Phil could hear something and it didn't sound like the voice he had been hearing, "MMMMMmmmm Melinda please don't leave me. I never got to say it! I DIDN'T GET TO SAY IT!"
He was thrashing, his whole body pulsating with rage guilt, sorrow a thousand emotions running through like bullets from a gun but something did not feel right.
"Phil baby, wake up hun..."
His eyes flickered open and he took stock of the room around him realising with a flood of relief, it was his room on The Bus and nothing was out of place except for one thing, looking at him with a look that could only be deemed as terrified, was Melinda May.
She put her hand on his face, "Hey Phil, what's going on? What have you not been telling me? How long has this been happening? Was this after Rei-"
She never got chance to finish what she was about to say because her mouth was otherwise occupied. Phil had grabbed the side of her face and kissed her like it would be his last, she could feel it all the pent up emotions being poured into the kiss. She felt his fear, panic, sorrow, desperation and love pour over her as he moved over her mouth and his hands roamed her body ensuring that what he had seen was not a mirage or illusion but that she was really here.
The kiss came to an end as he held her close, "You're here, you're really here," he kept muttering this over and over.
"Shhhh shhh, Phil. I am here." May soothed.
"It was so real, I came blood everywhere, your body snapped in two and Loki murmuring the same words over and over 'Tahiti is a magical place you know, Phil'." He couldn't help but shudder as he relived the memory of his nightmare.
"Look Phil, you can see I am not dead or snapped in two. But I am certain we have some serious talking to do. You've never kissed me like that, ever! Not that I am complaining." She said with a small smirk on her face. "You can have nightmares anytime, if that is what I get in return and I'll happily prove that I am alive. Now let me take your mind of it and show you our future."
A few hours later he was aware that it was just a dream, as Melinda lay asleep beside him after talking into the night, exchanging a myriad of kisses and exposing the secrets of their hearts. Everything was going to be ok and it was just a dream but there was something that he couldn't shake, but what was it going to be?