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May crawled into bed and as soon as she closed her eyes a strong arm pulled her close; she didn't resist. A soft kiss was placed to her shoulder "You came later tonight. I was afraid you chose to sleep in your own bunk."

She smirked at the pout she imagined playing on his face "Jemma and Sk...Daisy couldn't sleep. Found them in the kitchen during perimeter check."

"Everything alright?" He pulled back slightly so he can take in her profile.

May turned to face the worrying man "Simmons. The usual, too much noise."

Coulson let himself relax and pulled her close again, this time resting his chin on shoulder so that his cheek was against her neck.

"Made them hot chocolate and then sent them on their way."

"You do make the best." He was quiet for a moment "S'nice your passing down a tradition"

"Tradition? Hardly."

Coulson scoffed "Don't try and pretend Lian didn't do the same for you when you were little, you told me once a upon a time when you made it for me."

May closed her eyes "You talk too much."

She could feel his smile against her neck and held back a smirk of her own.

"Well, speaking of traditions... I think we should do a turkey this year."

May opened her eyes and opened her mouth to object but Coulson beat her to the punch "This time of year is about traditions and families. That's what this team is and try as you might, you can't deny that's what we are to you. Besides Skye has never done the family thing before. Might be nice."

"Daisy."

"Dammit, I can't seem to make the switch."

May smirked "I don't think she minds."

They laid in comfortable silence, breathing in unison until May felt her eyes get heavy "You're doing the dishes."

Coulson chuckled "One of the perks of being Director is I can delegate dish duty to lower ranking agents."

May let out a small laugh of her own "And who is making said turkey?"

"Yours truly and I know for a fact that you can hold your own in the kitchen."

"Phil, I'm a horrible cook."

He pushed himself up to one elbow and turned her to face him "I know that's what you told Andrew but I know that's not true."

Right away he mentally kicked himself for bringing up her ex. She must have noticed his regret because she put a hand to his cheek and gave it a light pat "That's my story and I'm sticking to it and if you tell anyone I help with dinner, I'll deny it and you are your own for Thanksgiving."

He leaned down kissed her nose "Deal."

"This big gorilla of a guy had a look of murder in his eyes but May wouldn't back down. The guy was dumb enough to try and take her. His mistake." Daisy stopped speaking to take a drink of her cider.

"What the bloody hell happened next?" Hunter asked from his spot on the floor next to Fitz.

"Well, May said over her dead body would she let the last can of cream of mushroom out of her hands and..."

From the kitchen Coulson looked over at May who was doing a poor job of hiding her smirk as she peeled potatoes "What? I needed that for the greenbean casserole."

Coulson looked to the common room at his team, no his family dressed in thier Sundays best, to make sure the coast was clear before he snuck a peck to her cheek.

She tossed him a mock glare "Keep that up and your going to get us caught in a torrent of questions that I'm not ready to answer."

"Too ashamed of me to announce our love?"

May tossed a potato peel at him "You're an idiot."

He peeled the food scrap from his apron "Yeah, but I'm your idiot."

The table was set in their finest paper and plastic ware although they had manage to find a nice enough tablecloth and some pretty candle sticks. After they all took their seats Coulson stood and cleared his throat, grabbing hold of everyone's attention "This is normally were everyone says grace but I think going around and saying what we are most thankful for is more fitting." when he found no objections he continued "Guess I'll go first, Everything good or bad that has happened to us these last few years has lead us to this unbreakable family bond and for that I am most greatful. Yeah, it's been one hell of a year but we're all here now" he cast a glance at May then back to his team "I am thankful for my little ragtag family."

Awes and here, here's rang out from around the table and all eyes fell to May. Apparently she was next on the roster for Coulson's ridiculous new tradition.

May stood and fought the urge to cross her arms "I am thankful for..." she rolled her eyes and muttered how ridiculous she felt "I am thankful for understanding. Understanding when I need space. Understanding that I am not the touchy, feely type and for understanding when that's just a mask" She looked at Coulson who was grinning before she scowled then sat down and was engulfed in a hug by Simmons.

They went around the table sharing their thanks, some were heartwarming and some plain funny; Hunter saying he was thankful for Bobbi's ladybits only to smacked in the back of the head by the said agent beside him.

Last but not least it was Daisy's turn, she stood and smiled at Coulson "I never had any of this growing up and by that I mean a support system" she looked to May "Someone to keep me grounded and knock down a peg or two when needed or siblings" she looked to Fitzsimmons and Bobbi and Hunter then back to Coulson and May "Parents."

Coulson smiled lightly and May tried not to stiffen. Daisy returned the smile and continued "I am most thankful for the day you pulled me out my van because if you hadn't I wouldn't have known what it felt like to have a real family. So thank you."

She leaned down and hugged Coulson who gladly returned the gesture. Daisy stood looked at May as if asking permission. The older agent pushed her chair away from the table and stood. Daisy thought that May was about to leave the room, that she felt too uncomfortable with all affection being tossed around but instead she walked to the younger agent and wrapped her arms around her. Daisy stood shocked for a beat before she came to her senses and returned the hug as tight as she could. The next thing May knew everyone was out of thiers chairs and joining in, Coulson included.

Soon everyone took their seats and Coulson began to cut the turkey. Everyone ate and talked amoungst themsleves, laughter sang out around the table. May looked to the man at the head of the table who was smiling like the Cheshire cat, he looked look at her and his smile was contagious; although she tried to hide her's behind her glass of champagne even when he put his hand on her knee under the table.

Hunter clinked his fork on his glass "I 'ave one more thing I'm bloody thankful for"

Everyone stopped and listened with caution since his last announcement was borderline crude. He stood, slightly tipsy from the bubbly "I am thankful mum and dad are finally together and knocking boots!"

Coulson choked on his mashed potatoes pulling his hand away from May and May stiffened. Daisy reached over and patted Coulson on the back.

The Director recovered and wiped his mouth "Hunter just signed up for dish duty."

Mack held out his hand "They haven't denied it."

Everyone around passes down their debt to the waiting palm. At Coulson's widened eyes Daisy filled him in "Mack said a confirmation would happen on a holiday so he won the pool."

"No one has confirmed anything." May finally spoke.

"But you haven't denied it either" Fitz remarked and he went to hand Mack a hundred dollar bill but paused "Do you deny it?"

All eyes were one the eldest agents.

"That's classified." Classic Coulson response.

"May?" Daisy asked with hopeful eyes as she ignored Coulson.

May looked at Daisy then to man beside her then finished off her champagne. She looked to Coulson again and before she could talk herself out of it she took his hand in hers and held it. He brought her hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to the back of her palm.

Daisy stood up and did a little jig as a bunch of 'I knew it's' flew around the room. May just picked up her fork and began to eat again; trying to ignore the idiotic smile on Coulson's face.

That night May and Coulson fell back on the bed with thier chests heaving, limbs tangled. He caught his breath and turned to his side brushed his fingertips across her forehead "I could get used to this tradition"

May curled against his side "No argument from me."

"You're not going to leave me for a perimeter check now are you?"

When he she didn't respond he looked down and smiled. May had fallen asleep. He tightened his arms around her and kissed her temple before falling asleep, thinking about what Christmas traditons would start with this blended, misfit team of theirs.