When all secrets are revealed!

Knock, knock, knock

"Come in," Director Fury said to the knock on his office door. "Ahh Mystery, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He says to Mystery as she walks into his office.

"I've been lying to you Nick, it's time I told you the truth." The girl Fury nicknamed Mystery because that's what she was. "Today is the day I tell you who I am."

"You'd better take a seat." Fury says looking her over with his good eye. "Why don't we start with your name?" he says once she is seated.

"My name, well my name is Claira, Claira Coulson." The girl said.

3 years ago…

Agent Phil Coulson was sitting in his office in his Mobile Command Unit nicknamed the bus when his phone rang.

"Hello?" he said once he answered the phone.

"Hey Dad, so um funny story." Phil's daughter Claira said.

"Hello Claire what trouble have you gotten in this time hmm?" Coulson said calling Claira Claire as most people do.

"Well that's the funny story umm I'm kind of, well…" Claira said obviously stalling.

"Claira Louise Coulson what have you done. And where are you?" Agent Coulson yelled just knowing that his daughter had gone to knew lengths of mischief and probably crossed a line.

"What I did well all I did was go to a party with some friends. After sneaking out of the house when I was grounded, and then the party got a little crazy and I got a lift out of there. From the cops. Because I was arrested. And am now in a holding cell with a really drunk really creepy guy." Claira told her father as she braced herself for his reaction.

"Which police station are you at?" Coulson asked deathly calm.

"251 E. 6th Street Los Angeles." Claira responded.

"LOS ANGELES, WHY ARE YOU IN LOS ANGELES?!" Coulson yelled, he was incredibly surprised because Claira lived in Washington, D.C. which is 3 and a half days away from LA.

"Umm, AC?" Coulson's consultant Skye says as she enters the room. "Is this a bad time?" Skye asked because she heard Coulson yell. AC standing for Agent Coulson.

"Actually it is. Would you do me a favour and tell May to turn the bus around. We're going to Los Angeles." Coulson said sounding almost in pain.

"Umm Ok?" Skye said before walking out.

"We will be there soon Claira." Coulson said before hanging up.

Meanwhile in Los Angeles Claira attempted to charm her way out of trouble before her father got there and had to bail her out.

"So Officer, what's a girl got to do to get out of here huh?" Claira asked while she did her best to look seductive.

"Get bailed out." The guarding officer said as he walked off, clearly Claira's charms did not work. Probably because she was only twenty years old. Which is under legal age. "Or attempt an escape that will fail." The guards yelled and chuckled as he closed the door meaning he had finished his check over of the cells.

"Well you asked for it." Claira said mainly to herself before creating an escape plan. She had no intention of waiting here for her father.

"Okay think. I've got it." She said before walking over to the guy she was sharing the cell with and doing her reading thing. She had an ability, she knows what people want. She knows things about people that quite often they don't know and she is empathetic. She knew how to get through to this guy and she was damn good at manipulating people. Usually.

"Hey, you know how you know that because your father is rich and a cop you can get out of here." She began the guy nodded obviously too drunk to realise that she had no way of knowing that. "Well how would you like to help me out? Seeing as you're going to get out anyway." She said. He looked at her confused. "All you got to do is punch me." Claira said. The guy nodded.

"You sure about this?" he asked, his words slurred.

"Are you?" Claira asked. He just smiled and punched her. "My name's Claire by the way, and I'm ever so grateful." She said before screaming.

"HEEEELP MEEEEE! THIS GUY IS NUTS! HEELPP GET ME OUTTA HERE!" Claira yelled.

"My name's Daniel, and your welcome." He said just before guards came running in. after seeing the blood running down Claira's face they had opened the gate and ran in. they quickly detained Daniel then walked over to me.

"Are you alright?" The guard that came over to her asked.

"Oh I am just fine." Claira said before she kicked the guy in the face. She then began to run when she accidently got a read of that guy. "I am so so sorry about your daughter. But you will find her. I know you will." Claira said before running out as guards began running in the opposite door. She makes it out of the building but doesn't stop running until she reaches the park. She quickly locates a bus station and gets a ticket to New York. She has an apartment there where she knows she is safe. After boarding the bus she starts thinking about the man that helped her escape. She knows his name from when she read him. Daniel South. Maybe she would see him again.

Back on the bus they had landed in LA when Agent Melinda May walked into Coulson's office.

"Coulson why are we in LA?" May asked as she enters the room.

"Oh you have Claire to blame for that. She got arrested." Coulson said still fuming over his daughter being arrested.

"Of Course she did. Where is she?" May asked

"Police station." Coulson says. Don't look at me like that she is your daughter too." Coulson added after he saw May's look that clearly said, 'You have no control over her.'

"Come on." She said before walking down the stairs, Phil hot in her heels.

"Sir, why are we here do we have a mission?" Agent Grant Ward asked as his two superiors walk into the cargo bay of the bus.

"No, I have something to take care of, you stay here with Fitzsimmons and Skye. May you're with me." Coulson said before getting in his prize car Lola's driver's seat. May then got into the passenger's seat after giving Ward a look that said 'don't ask!' which he didn't simply nodded and headed into the lab where his rookie and the two scientists that he now sees as friends are working on something.

Coulson and May drive to the LAPD in silence both of them thinking about their daughter. When they had finally arrived they had silently agreed that their daughter didn't need a punishment, she needed a serious talk.

"We are looking for Claira May." Coulson said when they arrived at the front desk of the department. They both knew that Claira had set up that ID a long time ago to help keep her identity a secret.

"Yes well so is every officer in this precinct. Are you her parents?" the officer at the reception desk asked.

"Yes, where is she?" May asked the officer not failing to pick up on the fact that she was lost.

"We don't know, she escaped. Perhaps you'd like to explain how she knew about an officer's daughter's kidnapping that happened only an hour prior. That he didn't even know about yet." The officer asked.

"What?" both parents said.