I decied to write this after a really boring morning with the help of my sister and it is a crossover between Downton Abbey and Agents of Shiled, it will be a series of drabbles, on this Ward was never HYDRA or Garrets protected, and Sybil and Tom are still fighting their feelings for each other and it will basically be a few crazy drabbles featuring Coulson's team trying to live in Downton Abbey and there will be a lot of Sybil and Tom, because I can't just not write them.
Anyway I just hope you enjoy and please tell me what you think and maybe give me some ideas of things you would like to see happening with them.
"We created it, can you belive it Fitz?" Jemma asked the engineer who was besides her admiring their work, after long months of work, it was done, the time machine or as they decided to nickname it 'the TARDIS'.
"I do belive it Jemma, I can't wait to test it." Fitz said sounding like a five-year old who got a bag of candy, which for them was the same thing, they were happy and exited, couldn't wait to test it with the team.
"Test what?" Tripp asked while entering the lab with the rest of the team, They had decided that it was best to have the specialist with them, since they had so much work now that they had finally defeated HYDRA.
"Our very first time machine!" Fitz and Simmons said in unison.
"Your what?" Ward asked as he recovered from the shock.
"A time machine, Ward, we named it TARDIS."
"obviously." Skye said.
"Fitz, remember when I told you couldn't have a monkey?" Coulson asked and Fitz nodded "You can have one now." Coulson finished, overly exited about their new toy.
"What? he can't have a monkey." May said crossing her arms.
"Where are we going first?" Skye asked "we can do it now, since we don't have a mission, I think we deserve a break."
"Maybe we can go to the world war II." Coulson said.
"We aren't going to meet Steve Rogers." May gave him a strong glare.
"We could go to the twenties, I always find it fascinating." Jemma said.
"What are we waiting then? Let's go." Tripp said and they all walked closer to the machine after a quick explanation of how it worked by FitzSimmons they pressed a button and it all went really bright for an instant and next thing they knew, they were in a road fallen on the ground.
"Where are we?" Ward asked but no one knew it.
"I can search it on my phone." Skye said taking her phone out of her pocket. " I have no signal, It's not working!" She cried angrily.
"What were you expecting? wireless in the 1920's?" Fitz said "I suggest we follow this road and see where we are, maybe we can meet-"
"someone on our way who can tell us, where we are." Jemma completed.
"I agree with Fitzsimmons." Ward said and they walked a few miles.
"Wait up! How are we going to explain all of this? and how do we get home?"
"We will get home by pressing this button here." Fitz said pointing holding something like a pen and they decided to finish their walk.
Tom had decided to go for walk to clean his mind, to try to ignore his feelings for Sybil, no not Sybil, Lady Sybil, he couldn't just call her by her name, it isn't proper, but it doesn't matter how hard he tries, he can't stay away from her, maybe it's fate, because he found that she had the same idea, and now they were walking along the road together and talking as if they were best friends, as if they were equal.
"Tom, who are those?" Sybil asked stopping and looking in front of her, he was so drawn in her eyes and voice he didn't notice the group of stranger that was walking in their direction.
"I don't know." Tom said looking at the group of seven strangers that apparently had seen them too.
Who are they, and what are they doing at Downton? Tom thought to himself.
"Hello?" Sybil said and a girl smiled.
"Hello, would please tell us where we are?" a man next to the smiling girl asked.
"You are in Downton Abbey." Tom said.
"I heard about this place! It's the country house of the Earl of Grantham isn't it?" The smiling girl said and Sybil noticed she had an english accent.
"Yes it is, but who are you all?" Sybil asked looking them, noticing their strange clothes, all of them, including the womans who were wearing pants.
"We aren't from here." A man taller than the rest spoke.
"That is obvious, I am Tom Branson and this is Lady Sybil Crawley, but I still don't know your names."
"I am sorry. I am Phil Coulson" he said gesturing to himself "and these are Melinda May and Antonie Tripplet." he said gesturing to a woman and a the man who was taller than the rest "these are Skye and Grant ward "He said gesturing to a girl and a man " and finally these are Fitzsimmons" he gestured to the smiling girl and the man who was besides her.
"I am Leo Fitz and this is Jemma Simmons." The man spoke. "Would you please tell us when we are?"
"What do you mean when?" Tom asked slightly nervous.
"What year?" The girl, Skye, spoke.
"It is 1919." Sybil said and they all smiled, leaving Sybil and Tom wondering what really happening there.