You know, there just aren't enough StaticQuake stories on this site, so I decided to add one of my own. This is just a little something I whipped up after seeing the most recent episode of Agents of SHIELD. For some reason, this was the very first idea that popped into my head when I saw this scene.

This one-shot takes place during Season 3 Episode 12, and here's what I think happened after the scene cut away from Daisy and Lincoln. This could be considered as a bit of a parody, but I think that it could work within the show's canon, all things considered.

But enough of my rambling, onto the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD.

EDIT 04/21/16: Wow, I'm... amazed at how many people like this story. I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to review, favorite and follow this story, and because of that, I'm planning on adding a second chapter to this.

Here's the thing: what the next chapter consists of all depends on whether or not Daisy and Lincoln's relationship (not to mention the characters themselves) survive the Season Three finale. I'll probably still write the chapter regardless of what happens in the end, but hopefully it'll be on an optimistic note for our two favorite Inhumans.

"Sometimes it's good to lose control." Daisy whispered.

Before Lincoln could ask what she meant, his fellow Inhuman pulled her shirt and bra off in one smooth motion. Anything he planned to say died on his lips, as Daisy put her hands on his head and pulled him closer.

The two of them started making out, as Lincoln wrapped his arms around her waist. Their hands explored each other's bodies as the very air seemed to heat up around them, ready to finish what had been started in the gym. In wonton lust, he pushed them back towards his bed.

The need for air caused Lincoln and Daisy to break off their kiss, and he used that opportunity to take his own shirt off, before Daisy kissed him again, much more hungrily than before.

Vibrations started and sparks flew as the two Inhumans landed on the bed. Heart racing, all coherent thoughts were expunged from Lincoln's mind as they gave in to both of their desires.

Inside the lab, Jemma Simmons was hard at work analyzing Carl Creel's blood. With the discovery that his powers could vaccinate people from Terrigenesis, Simmons was quick to study how it was possible and whether the effect could be replicated.

Of course, it wouldn't be wise to just inject people with a serum derived from Creel's blood. While it may be the key to preventing Terrigenesis from happening to those who wouldn't want to change (or to those that shouldn't), for all she knew, it could end up giving people his absorbing powers. It would be trading one set of problems for another.

As Jemma prepared another test, she halted in her tracks when she felt the ground shake slightly. She frowned at that. That's rather odd. The source of the shaking was pretty obvious, but why would Daisy feel the need to use her powers?

Shrugging it off, Simmons looked back at her work, trying to ignore the slight shaking, when the lights flickered briefly. At that, Simmons grew concerned. Considering the Playground ran off its own (rather efficient) generator, the only thing that could cause any sort of power surge in the base was Lincoln.

With that in mind, she turned and was about to get out of her seat when another small tremor shook the building. Seconds later, it was followed by another surge as the lights flickered on and off.

"Oh god!" She said in panic, rushing towards the gym.

She knew that the fight between them was bad, but she couldn't imagine the two of them getting into a physical confrontation over it, let alone letting powers fly. As another surge rocked the base, Simmons rushed into the gym...

Only to find it completely deserted.

Jemma blinked, confused about this whole situation. If the two of them weren't fighting, then what were they doing? That's when she realized that pulses and quakes were occuring in a harmonized rhythmic pattern that was also becoming stronger with each cycle.

"Oh god." She muttered, burying her face in her hands.

That was when Fitz walked in, looking around at the empty gym, the constant quakes and electric pulses and Simmons with her hands covering her face. Putting the pieces together, Fitz's expression mirrored Jemma's mortified reaction. Looking up briefly, he sighed.

"Daisy and Lincoln?"

"Yep." Simmons replied.

"They're-?"

"Yep." She repeated.

Groaning, he buried his face again. Shake and Bake. Hunter was right about that. Then with another sigh, he raised his head again.

"Do you think we should... stop them?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." She replied.

That was the moment when Mack ran into the doorway, grasping his hands on the edges of the doorframe. He was panting very slightly and covered in patches of grease. Clearly, he had been in the middle of maintaining some of the cars in the motor pool when the shaking and flickering had started.

"Ok..." Mack said, seeing the two scientists standing in the middle of the gym, with looks of exasperation and disgust on their faces. "What exactly is going on and how are our resident Inhumans involved?"

"You don't want to know." Fitz replied, shaking his head.

Mack was about to respond when another tremor shook the ground, immediately followed by another power surge that caused the lights to flicker for a second. Then he made the connection and his face fell, shaking his head albeit with a small smile on his lips.

"Tremors and Sparks?" Mack asked.

"Yep." Fitzsimmons replied as one.

"Of course." He muttered. "Ok, we should... we should probably let them be. Until they finish, anyway."

The base shook and the lights flickered once more, as if to punctuate Mack's statement.

"That might take a while." Fitz sighed.

With that, the three of them went back to their work, while just trying to ignore the disruptions that were clearly the work of the resident superheroes. The mild tremors and flickering lights continued for a long time.

Nearly an hour later, the two Inhumans were lying on Lincoln's bed, naked, sweaty, and breathless. Their clothes were scattered all over the floor and several of the furnishings in the room had fallen over. Vibrations and static danced between their bodies where they were touching.

"Wow." Lincoln whispered in between breaths. "Just... wow."

"Yeah." Daisy panted, curled up next to him and using his chest as a pillow. "That was fun."

They lay there in silence, just basking in the afterglow when a knock emerged on the door.

"You guys done in there?" Mack's voice emerged from behind the door, sounding stern and yet almost like he was stifling laughter. "You two have been causing earthquakes and power surges for the past hour!"

The two Inhumans froze at that, their cheeks burning. They had cut loose during their session, but neither of them had realized that their powers had spread outside the room. The momentary silence was broken when Daisy buried her head in Lincoln's chest with a groan.

"We're never going to live this down." She half-whispered and half-sighed.

Lincoln was silent for a moment before he could find his voice under all the embarrasment.

"Maybe we should've had more control." Lincoln muttered.

"Yeah..." Daisy agreed.

There was silence for a moment before Daisy spoke again.

"Still worth it, though." She added.

"Oh yeah."

So, I probably took Daisy's line about losing control a bit literally, but frankly, I can totally see this happening during their... Inhuman make up sex (and let's be honest, that is exactly what they were doing). And considering what their powers are, I can imagine that they would have a lot of fun with that.

Anyway, I hope everyone enjoyed this little one-shot and reviews are always welcome.

EDIT 04/21/16: If you enjoyed this story, check out 'With You' by the FF writer Lena Campbell. I personally think her version of this event is much better than mine.