I stared at the man that is responsible for me killing coworker and innocent people. The man that pulled me out of my body and stuck some will less lack in. The man that stabbed Coulson through the back using some cheep mirage trick. All I could think is how he deserved to burn for eternity and how much I wish I could but an arrow through this eyeball. I guess Nat sensed the rage that boiled inside me because she leaned over to me and whispered the one thing that could make me smile.
"Phil just got out of surgery, they think he is gonna make it."
Those words lit up my world because I know that no matter how hard this sorry excuse for a god tried we won and now the world will be able to keep turning.