This is my first Fanfic so please don't judge. Sorry if any grammar or spelling mistakes and any inaccurate information. My good friend Concrete Wall helped me write this so a massive thanks to her. Leave a review-If you want, you don't have to but it would be nice.
The team have been compromised so Fitz takes them to his childhood home in the Scottish mountains where they meet his mom. Relationships blossom and surprises for all the team and Fitz's mother occur.
It was a freezing December day in California, where the team stat in a cosy, quiet coffee shop- Which FitzSimmons were not happy as of the lack of tea- discussing matters of S.H.I.E.L.D and their safety. As the bubbly, red headed waitress-Barbra- placed six cups of steaming coffee on their small rounded table, Phil looked around the coffee shop nervously looking for any sign of someone tailing them. Phil took a sip of his steaming coffee and hiss as it burnt his throat on the way down, he put down the old, white, ceramic mug and addressed the awaiting team. "I'm not going to lie, S.H.I.E.L.D's been compromised. Turns out the safe houses aren't so safe anymore-"
"I know somewhere we can go." Fitz interrupted helpfully. All five pairs of eyes turned to look at him surprised, "it's in Scotland."
"Is it safe?" May quested in fear of the lives of the team she cared so much about because behind that hard exterior she put up, there is love in her heart for every one of her team members.
"As far as I know, I know it was safe and secure last week." Fitz said with confidence. As Phil took another sip of coffee form his ceramic mug, he gave a nod to the younger agent confirming the trip to the said safe house was their safest bet. Finishing their coffees and setting off on the long tip ahead.
They had to take an un humanly amount of public transport before they reached the last bus stop leading to the safe house Fitz had suggested. From there on it was a seven mile trek in the two foot high snow that the Scottish mountains had to offer. Sky was the first to complain about the long journey and weather, next was Simmons. Ward complained minimally and May even started to moan about the wet snow melting making her all wet, however the Scottish man just shushed them and said; "Not long now." They turned a snowy corner and the scots man was true to his word as in the distance a large stone built house could be seen.
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