"So Simmons ever had a lover?" Skye cheekily asked.
"Excuse me?"
"C'mon I could swear you love someone on this plane."
"Skye I...How could you...No I...Fitz is just...Wait No..." She sighed whilst collecting Mays blood sample.
"How did I know you liked him!" Skye laughed.
May snorted which just made Simmons blush furiously.
"What about you May?"
"What about me Skye?"
"Ever had a ?"
"Yes." Was all May said. The other two stood mouths agape.
"What happened?" Simmons asked after awkward silence when patching up May.
"He died."she hopped off from her stool and walked towards the cockpit.
She sat there miserable. It was true what she said. That person had died and that person was Philip Coulson.
She heard a knock on the door but didn't need to answer it as Coulson walked in. No doubt that he had heard what she said in the lab.
"May..." He sat down beside her.
"Don't."
"May I..."
"I said don't."
"I know but...
Hunter burst in.
"The planes ready to fly!"
"Thanks Hunter." Coulson said not overly happy Lance spoilt his time with May.
The three walked into the lab where Fitzsimmons were sittingwith Skye and Triplett. "Sir, we've found a S.H.I.E.L.D agent down in the sewers of this place called the Gala. And we think we've found a way to get him out." Skye said a little too eager.
"And how do we do that Skye?" Coulson asked.
"Well Trip seems to know the guy running the Gala, Eric Saunders so we can't send him. And the Gala is open to couples only so you and May can go in undercover as a fake couple and come out with the agent."
"I hate undercover." May stormed off not very delighted she was going to have to where a dress.
The others watched her."Well AC, what shall I put your names down as?"
"Mr and Mrs Coulson. Same first names please."
"Ok AC can't wait!" Skye shrieked.
About an hour later Coulson came to the dining room.
"Hey peeps!" He joked as he called out from the balcony. Skye giggled.
Coulson walked down the stairs in a stylish manner.
"C'mon girls you know I look good."
Skye and Simmons nodded but the others just made a grunting noise but Coulson didn't mind.
"You know you've so raised May's stock sir!" Simmons laughed but took it all back when May walked down.
She was wearing a black long shimmery dress with ultra high heels which still didn't make her anyone's height.
"Urgh. This is so uncomfortable!" May moaned.
"I take back what I said Agent May." Simmons whispered slightly afraid.
"Yeah you look stunning." Coulson added which actually made May flush. The team turned and looked at Coulson who gulped.
"Well the rings." He said after awkward silence.
"Oh yes." Skye replied. "Here sir."
Coulson took them and looked at May. She smirked and turned towards the door.
They called a taxi and clambered inside whilst the rest of the team waited at the playground with the Comms and cameras on so they could see if anything unnecessary happened. "Ok we've got you guys on the cameras hacked inside the Gala centre so when you arrive we'll have your backs. Can you here us?" Skye said whilst fiddling with the wires behind her laptop.
"Yep." Coulson replied.
Back at the playground Fitzsimmons rolled around on the floorboards laughing.
"Omg. Did you here what Coulson said to May!"
"Yes." Hunter replied slightly irritated by the two giggling so loud.
"That's so sweet right! Hey who wants a bet that Coulson really does like May." Skye grinned.
"Excuse me?" Triplett thought Skye was slightly over ambitious.
"C'mon Trip, they totally like each other. May even blushed!"
"Fine I put $20 on there."
"Awesome. Game on Trip."
"Whatever you say Skye."
"Skye can you here me?"
"Yeah AC. Ready when you are."
"Good. Okay May?" He held his hand out to her.
"Of course honey."
They arrived and parked outside the entrance. Coulson opened Mays door for her.
"Hey AC hold Mays hand!" Skye squeaked over the coms.
"I already am Skye, just tell me who Eric is when we get inside."
"Sure thing sir."
May and Coulson walked up to the ticket collector and gave in their fake tickets Skye made for them. Luckily they passed in real.
They walked through.
"There's some guards over there."
"Thanks for stating the obvious." May replied rolling her eyes.
He squeezed her hand and she glanced at him smiling slightly. It was good to see her happy and wearing something other than her jumpsuit, not that she didn't look stunning in them but just that she was in something different. She did look beautiful.
"So like old days huh." He asked.
"Yep." She kept her eyes on his. "You okay?"
"Never better." He replied, she did look quite worried.
"Well. Your still a good dancer." He said after a long staring contest as he spun her around.
"Shut up."
"No can do sweetheart. You're bloody well good." He said cheekily dipping her. The team at the playground snickered on the Comms.
"Dumbass."May snarled.
"Hey-"
But they were interrupted.
"Hello there! You must be Mr and Mrs Coulson!"
"Yes and you must be Mr Saunders." May smiled up at Coulson.
"Yes my lovely." He took Mays hand and kissed the back of it which made Coulson a bit green-eyed.
"Mr Saunders-"
"Oh no please call me Eric."
"Well Eric,"Coulson began again,"some party you've put on."
"Why thank you. The gala is a splendid place to have a festival."
"Yes indeed." May replied and squeezed tighter round Coulsons waist.
"I best be greeting everyone else. It was nice meeting you Mr and Mrs Coulson, you should check out our dance floor."
"The honours all mine." Coulson grinned before turning it into a shocked expression as May kissed him on the cheek. He felt himself go red, then he looked at May who was smiling and he smiled too. Skye squeaked over the comms.
"Wanna dance?" He gazed at her.
"Fine. But just one."
There was a bouncy song but it ended just before they got on the dance floor. Damn, Coulson thought. The song Faithfully came on.
"You still wanna dance?" He was concerned May would say no but to his surprise she pulled him onto the dance floor.
Back at the playground Skye was snorting.
"OMG their gonna dance awwww. I'm recording this!"
"No your not Skye!" May whispered-shouted on the Comms.
"Oops forgot you could still here me."
"Haha Skye!" Fitz giggled like a helpless little baby next to Simmons who was trying to pick him up off the floor.
"Please shut up guys!" Triplett moaned.
"Yeah he's right May and Coulson are just undercover as a married couple no biggie." Hunter agreed.
"Oh trust me there IS a biggie. Their so cute together!"
"Excuse me Skye?" May asked whilst twirling around with Coulson.
"Nothing. Oops. Nothing no nothing at all."
Coulson looked at May who looked back at him. It was a harmless little friendly dance between them. Except it wasn't. He loved her. It was surprising when a man pushed passed them and she practically fell onto him, she didn't move back. Instead she put her head on his shoulder.
Skye squealed over the Comms.
"Please zip it Skye."
"Okay okay. Keep your hair on Hunter."
May looked up into Coulsons eyes and mimed
'Im turning off the Comms.'
"Yup. You go ahead. They're winding me up."
She reached up to his ear and twisted the Comms off. She did her own after.
The signal at the Playground cracked up.
"What! They've turned their Comms off guys!"Skye cried.
"I need that $20" Trip smiled a flirty smile at Skye.
She clenched her fists. "Maybe their up to something lovey dovey and that's why they turned the Comms off Trip!"
"The girl has a point." Hunter said chewing his nails and putting his feet up.
The team went silent after that and waited for service.
"Well isn't that better." Coulson pulled May closer to him.
"Yes it-" but May was cut off by the sound of bullets. Coulson pushed May onto the ground and shielded her from the bullets coming their way.
"No! Phil!"
"I'm fine! Stay down!"
She did as told and held Coulson's hand. Then the bullets stopped and they both looked up. A black haired woman stood abrupt.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. Sorry to crash the party but you have some criminals on the loose. In this precise room. They belong to S.H.I.E.L.D. We are here to ensure your safety under the orders of General Talbot. My guards will now check who the criminals are and ensure their punishment. Do not panic."
May and Coulson untangled themselves from each other then looked at one another.
"The Comms." May looked at him. He wasn't hurt, thank god. Then something heavy clutched her by the waist. A man. About twice her size. He tried strangling her but Coulson wasn't going to let that happen. He grabbed the icer in his pocket and shot the man. He fell with a thump and the guards came after them. He grabbed Mays hand and they ran, as fast as they could through the crowds of people.
They ran out and switched their Comms on. There was no signal.
"Damn!" Coulson yelled. "The taxi which one is it?!" But May had already smashed the window of one of them and clambered in. Coulson jumped in next to May.
"Quick seatbelt lets go." She rushed.
He buckled up and they set off.
"How the hell did Talbot know we were here?" Coulson said exasperated now.
"Now is not the time. Let's think about escaping this first!" May said, skidding when turning the corner. Bullets shot their way and cracked the glass behind them.
"Urgh!" Coulson groaned when they hit a curve on the bend. "Watch it!" He was in a strange position now.
"Coulson we need to get out of here so shut up!"
She spun round. He got the weapons out from the back and started shooting out of the smashed window. May continued driving but the cars were now catching up with them. Talbots soldiers made their way in front of Coulson and May and they crashed into the tree ahead of them.
Coulson blinked. "May? May, are you-"
"No. Your dear Melinda May is not here!"
"Talbot?"
"Yes! Who else would want to destroy your life this bad!"
Coulson blinked again. Sure enough it was Talbot. He stood towering over Coulson. A mischievous look upon his face.
"Your beloved is in my house now, being tortured. Aww she's such a cutey. I can see why you love her-"
"Don't you dare! How could you! We're not terrorists! We try and protect innocent people, better than you'll ever do! I gave you the choice about working together! How could you!" Coulson was practically shrieking at him and Talbot jumped back.
"Urgh!" May cried as she felt cold water splash over her.
"Hello honey. Wakey wakey!" Another cold splash shattered over her so she couldn't catch the person torturing.
"What do you want from me!" She choked.
"Nothing really. Coulsons strapped up in a chair same as you and if he doesn't give in then I get to kill you!"
"Buddy I'd keep your hands off if I were you!"
"Oh no. I could touch you all over if I wanted, but I'm a nice person."
She gritted her teeth then looked down. She was in a brown thin-strapped dress. Obviously something they'd put on her.
After a while of her glaring at this imposter he turned to her. "You know I'd love to stay and chat but I need to get on with my life as well."
She shot him a look, then stared at the ground.
"Sweet Dreams lovey!" He cheered and made his way to the door a woman was standing outside waiting for him. He was holding something silky in his left hand. Large. He gave it to the woman then slammed the door behind them.
May twisted her wrists and tried cutting the rope with her nails. No use. The only hope was her strength. She tugged at the rope and it started to split. The imposter had gone and she had a chance to escape, might as well take it. She pulled and pushed and tugged and eventually she heard a snap. The rope had broken. She glanced behind herself and untangled the rope from her hands.
She stood up. Her wrists were red. She made her way to the door. It was locked. She kicked it down in one swipe and headed off to find Coulson.
Coulson sat miserable. He couldn't do anything. May was being tortured right now for all he knew, and Talbot wanted to ruin his life.
"So matey what d'you wanna do before death huh?" Talbot snarled.
"Murder you." Coulson muttered, but obviously Talbot heard him as he clutched his pocket knife and dug it into Coulsons shoulder blade. Coulson growled but held the yell together by gritting his teeth. Talbot left it in his shoulder whilst he grabbed him by the collar and tied his hands to a rope on the ceiling. Coulson hung there exhausted.
"Your going to suffer for this." Coulson groaned as Talbot began to exit.
"How, when your dead?" He cackled and walked out.
Coulson hung there for a few moments before glancing at the knife stuck in him. He pulled himself up using the rope and his hand pulled the knife out of his shoulder. It hurt like hell, but he used the knife to cut the rope around his wrist. He fell to the ground with a thud. Hoping no one saw him he crawled towards the door in to much pain to walk. He then heard a crack. His door had been unlocked. May burst in her black dress trailing on the floor beside her. "Coulson we must leave immediately c'mon Talbot will be here any minute. Come on!" She grabbed his hand. It felt different. "May..."
"Shut up its time to go!" He was surprised she hadn't asked about his wounds so he got up off the floor in the most natural way he could, trying to mask the pain.
They both marched to the car. Maybe it was his symptoms but there was something wrong with May. Just to check it was her, whilst they were in the car, Coulson did something strange"May I've been needing to tell you this from the start."
"Can it wait."
"I love you. Every inch of you." He moved closer to her. She gulped.
"Coulson... I mean Phil..."
He moved closer and closer and reached under her dress. She moaned as he grabbed her ass. Then she saw him do something unexpected. He brought his hand up and punched her in the nose. Her whole face shook, sure enough she was wearing a mask.
"Ahh! How did you know!" She spat.
Coulson grinned "May's got a great ass, yours, not even close." The car spun out of control, and before they could crash, Coulson flipped open his door and dived out onto the pavement.
May was freezing walking on the beach. She could now see she wasn't wearing a brown dress. It was lingerie. As she was bare foot, it wouldn't look so strange. Then she heard a growl. Not animal, but human. She looked around then carried on walking. A woman not far off turned to face her. Then May shivered. She looked just like her.
May was sure she was hallucinating until the woman came rushing at her. May dodged and grabbed her ankle. She flipped the woman over onto her back. The woman pulled May down with her and the tumbled over each other.
Coulson reached the beach, bleeding all over, hardly able to breath properly, when he spotted May, no TWO May's. He watched as they punched, scratched, kicked, from a distance. He knew who the bad one was. The one who stole May's dress so now May was in some lingerie.
"Ah!" The woman held a knife up against May's face.
"Well seems like I've won this."
"If you were really me, you wouldn't talk so much!" And with that May lifted the woman off her and dug the knife into her stomach. The blood oozed out and May got her hands covered.
"May!"
Coulson, she thought, and looked around her, to find Coulson lying on the sand splattered in blood.
"Your hurt! Let me see." Coulson allowed her to look at his wound. It wasn't so bad. He'd been through worse. She looked at him and smiled sadly, then a gust of wind swept over them both.
"Look I know your superwoman, but you must be cold." Coulson looked at her with a dopey grin and she moved up towards him. He draped his jacket round her shoulders. They both glanced at the figure lying on the sand. "Well who was under that mask?" Coulson grumbled.
"Let's find out." May scrambled over to the woman. She lifted the mask off her face. It was slimy and see through. The woman had black hair and on her eyelid was tattooed the name Agent 66.
"Comms still not working huh?"
"Nope." He replied.
"One thing. How did you know it wasn't me?"
"I took a pass at the fake May and she didn't kick my ass."
"You did not!"
"I did."
"What did you do?"
Coulson snorted. "That I'm not telling you."
May scowled. "That bad huh?"
"Yeah."
"You owe me though. You made me wear a dress Phil. A dress. And dance in high heels. You owe me big time. C'mon spit it out!"
"I ...may have copped a feel and she didn't kick my ass which Is how I knew it wasn't you."
May shook her head. "Wow. Just great."
Then the wind showered over them.
"I can't believe they put me in this thing." May shivered.
"Yeah. Like they didn't have some Hydra jumpsuit lying around."
She nodded and curled up in Coulsons lap.
"Anyways it's not your colour." May shot him a look. "What? Like that's the kind of lingerie you'd pick in your own time."
"Oh this I've got to hear." She gave him a challenging smirk. "What underwear do you think I wear Phil?"
"You really love messing with me don't you?" She crossed her arms.
"Your idea to go undercover. Not mine."
Coulson wondered where to start "Well... I'm thinking simple black lace. Not a push up bra cause you hate feeling constricted and nothing like tasteless, crotchless panties. Something that shows off your stomach and your legs look fine without garters so you'd probably forgo the stockings-"
Her smirk turned into a flirty dare say smile.
"Right on all counts. But you did forget my most formidable lingerie."
"Which is?"
She leaned into his right ear.
"I don't do stitches."
They stared at eachother in silence until an uncomfortable female voice hit their Comms.
"Hey guys. Erm... Your Comms were on the whole time and excuse me but I'm gonna go bleach my eardrums."
"No Skye wait!" Coulson yelled over the system. "Stay right there and try and track where we are, cause honestly I have no idea what beach this is."
"Beach sir?"
"Yes. We've been through a lot more than you think." May grimaced.
"I can kind of tell that, by that conversation."
"Now's not the time Skye."
"Okay okay I'll get the others."
May cuddled up more on Coulson as the wind shook them terribly.
"Well let's pray for the best."
"You know I don't pray Phil."
"Which is why you should start now."
"I never knew you prayed either?"
"Well I never had two seconds ago."
May snorted then leaned up and kissed his cheek.
"Your so stupid."
"More like cute."
She rolled her eyes and leaned into him again snuffling up against his chest.
The wind got stronger and stronger and finally Skye came back on the Comms.
"Agent May, AC! Are you okay?!"
"Yes Skye! Can you here us over the wind!"
"Yes sir! So please don't say anything about underwear this time! We've got you tracked and Trip and Hunter and coming after you."
"Thank...you...Skye." He shivered back. His hands were numb already and he was sure May and himself were bound to get frostbite.
May shook against him and he kissed her head again. "Every...thing...is going to...be okay..."
"I know..." She stuttered.
"AC we've found you guys somewhere to stay whilst Trip and Hunter come and get you."
"Yeah? Where?"
"About a few yards from where you are. Take the left. We can't let our director and our best agent freeze to death."
"Okay we'll go there... Now..."
He picked May up off the sand beneath them and brushed the dirt off her. "You know if we survive I am gonna kill Talbot for putting you in this thing."
"Don't worry I'll kill him before you get the chance..."
"Only if you do that mid-air head slam. Please don't kick my ass but that was... The...coolest thing I've...ever seen."
She failed to hide a smirk. "It damn well better have been... Let's go."
They fought against the wind heading West towards the little shed house Skye pointed out. They were both trembling by now, May especially. "Hey look over there!"Coulson yelled over the weather a little too eager. There was a small cosy looking house. May started to walk faster clutching Coulson's arms for support. He was still aching thanks to Talbot.
May used all of her last energy to kick the door open enough so they could get in and close it behind them. They both tumbled inside, it was surprisingly slightly warmer. May still shivered and it was only now Coulson saw how damaged she looked, trembling like a baby. He pulle into his embrace and took her into a room with a bed.
"You need to get warmer, let me help you."
"Coulson you've got wounds all over, fix them first before you bleed to death." He was hesitant but allowing when she moved over to him and wiped his wounds clean with some towels by the side. He stopped her though and pushed her onto the bed.
"No more May. You need to warm up."
She shivered under his touch as he tucked her into the sheets. He wrapped his arms around her and breathed on her neck to warm her up. She was tired, broken, helpless and by the time the team saw her, she'd be frozen in Coulsons arms. He got under the covers to and that warmed her slightly and sooner or later she began to breath normally again.
Hunter and Trip were still in a civilian area crowded by traffic at midnight. It was almost one o'clock. "So Skye, what was it you heard with May and Coulson?"
"Oh they were talking about what underwear May would wear."
"Excuse me?" Trip glared at Hunter in disbelief.
"Basically Talbot and his Hydra fellows had put May in some lingerie and Coulson said that wasn't her style and May asked Coulson what he thought her style was and he kept on going on about no stockings and garters but probably black lace and something that shows off the stomach-"
"Ok too much information Skye!" Hunter said exasperated thinking about May in underwear. He looked at Trip, "we're gonna have a shock when it comes to seeing May!" Trip agreed.
May winced as the sunlight hit her eyes. "Hey" Coulson called through her hair.
"Hey." She heard her voice crack. She was warmer now and still no one was here. "Let me stitch you up." She sat up and started scrummaging around for something to apply on Coulson's wounds. Luckily she found antiseptic in a drawer next to her. She applied it carefully and when she'd finished she touched his cheek.
"Thank you."
"For what?" He sat upright. "Not giving you breakfast, not keeping you warm enough, having no back up."he teased.
"We do have back up and no. Thank you for keeping me warm."
"Oh ok. Anytime."
She loved him for being himself and wanted to kiss him, but didn't. She sighed and moved away.
"May? Are you alright?" He moved her to face him and caught a tear on his hand.
"I'm fine. Just... I can't lose you again."
"I know. But if something does happen you will have to shoot me in the head."
"Coulson! You know I could never do that in a million years!"
"That's an order Agent May."
She looked down the tears pouring down her cheeks. She nodded but knew herself she didn't mean it. He moved over to her. "May you know that can happen. I know let's pray it doesn't but it might still come. I don't want to turn into Garret but If I do, you need to be in charge. Take care of the-"
"I don't want to talk about this."
Suddenly the door smashed down behind them and Hunter and Trip came in heads up smiling. "Hey guys what's up!" Trip grinned.
"Woah. Agent May!" Hunter tried to mask the shock but it didn't work.
"What." She knew what they meant.
"Like they really didn't have something better to put on you."
"Shut up."
Coulson pulled her towards him. "Don't tell me you guys didn't bring any spare clothing."
"Sorry sir. We weren't thinking straight when we heard she was wearing lingerie." Trip answered honestly.
May snorted and stood up. "Well. You gonna take us back or not?"
"Oh yes of course." Hunter moved out of the way grinning looking May up and down. She gave him her death look and he looked away.
Coulson got up and warmed her shoulders up. "Your a sight for sore eyes."
She answered by scowling and walked off to jump into the back of the van.
It was a long drive and by the end of it May was curled up in Coulson's lap and Hunter was taking photos to show the team.
"Don't you dare." May spoke as Hunter was about to send it to Mack back at base.
"Do what?" He asked innocently.
"Send that photo out world wide because you know I could think of 20 ways to kill you with that watch your wearing." She sighed and snuggled up closer to the snoring Coulson. She put her hand out.
Hunter was quite scared of May so he gave her the phone.
They arrived back at base with Mack, Skye and Eric waiting patiently by the entrance.
"Agent May, let's get you inside." Mack almost laughed when Eric said that and took May through the entry.
"God what happened to her?!" Mack chuckled.
"I explain later, I'm gonna go change first."
"Yes sir." Skye, Trip, Hunter and Mack chorused.
Coulson got into his suit and tie and sat down at his desk. What a few days. He heard a knock on his office door.
"Come in."
"You fancy Agent May." Skye rushed as she swung the door open.
"Excuse me?"
"I saw the way you looked at her when you came out of the van and your conversation, I heard it all. You like Agent May and you know it."
"No I don't and if your gonna go on about this can we think of some code name for her."
"Um..." Skye began.
"Candy."
"What?"
"What's your favourite candy?"
"Dunno. You?"
"Candy Corn."
"Yeah let's call her Candy Corn. I'll go tell Trip-"
"Skye!" But she'd already fled downstairs.
Crap, he thought to himself. He did love May but sure enough he was never going to admit it to the team.
3 days later
"Coulson relax okay. Your not doing it right."
"I should have known I'm not flexible enough for this stuff May. I remember trying it a long time ago and still I almost broke my back. Ow. May!"
"Hey hey. Let me help." She lifted his foot up into the tree pose and he let out a hiss of pain. "See not so hard." She smiled to try and lighten him up. He grabbed her arm and lowered his leg down.
"I'm not doing that again." He panted as May starting piling the mags away.
"We could always try Tai Chi?"
"So I can break my back even more." He teased. "I'm getting old."
She giggled at that and walked over to him. "Maybe. But your still adorable."
He blushed and she kissed his cheek.
May went to her bunk to fetch some water and Coulson went to see the rest of his team. He got to the bar where Skye and Trip were sitting.
"You like Candy Corn?" Trip asked.
"No Trip." Coulson lied and sighed.
"I need that twenty bucks Skye."
"No you do and your not admitting it. I'm going to wait for proof and them give you the twenty bucks." She hopped off the stool and walked off.
May opened her eyes. Coulson was standing there which made her jump and pulled the covers up with her.
"Hey." He laughed.
"Urgh." She fell back onto the pillow. She woke up at five. It was three.
"Couldn't sleep huh?" May huffed.
"Nope and I've got news from Stark."
"I don't wanna know."
"Look May. You may find Stark annoying but he's putting on a good halloween party ish."
"What d'you mean, ish?"
"It's not dressing up."
"That's good news then." She sat upright.
"Everyone is invited."
"Nice to know." She got up thinking she could then do more Tai Chi. Coulson watched as she meandered out of the room and into his office to grab one of his shirts to put on. He smiled. She looked adorable in something big and baggy.
"You look cute."
She blushed and glared and him. She hid her face and he moved over to her. "So are you coming?"
"You know I hate stuff like that."
"Why not go back to the old days."
"There's no going back besides, We're too old."
"Hey I can still bust some moves on the dance floor."
"And kill everyone whilst you do that." She rubbed her eyes getting rid of the sleep. He loved her playful like this and wanted to hug her for it but had a bad feeing she wouldn't like it and would probably move away. The hug in that shed house was only because they were cold and tired and needed that. Both of them did.
They both went and showered and got into their uniforms early. She was ready before him as usual and waited in his room until he came out. "You know when I said you don't have to dress up I meant no halloween costume. But your gonna have to wear a dress." She chucked a pillow at him for saying that but luckily he dodged and picked it up and threw it back at her. Of course she dodged as well and a lot quicker. They ended up in a pillow fight. Trying to whack each other with the fluff in the pillows. Coulson never managed to get May but at least he heard her laugh again. Yes. She laughed as she hit him and he pretended to stumble back wards. Coulson pushed May onto the bed and tried to whack her on that. He still didn't succeed. She managed to get round him and pin him on the bed instead. He chuckled under her and soon enough they were rolling over each other, feathers everywhere. They stopped when she had him beneath her trapped so there was no way to move. They both gasped for air, and May laughed at Coulson who was covered in feathers. Luckily she wasn't.
"Crap. I just showered May!"
She smirked and rolled off him. He went back in for another shower whilst she went down the stairs to the kitchen in the playground. She wasn't fond of cooking but just to get rid of time she'd make something.
Skye came down first smelling fried eggs and sausages.
"Smells good- oh hey Agent May. Happy Halloween. Never knew you could cook!" She slumped down on the chair by the cooker.
"Only breakfast and chocolate cake otherwise I'm crap."
Skye snorted at that. "Need any help?"
"Nope. Starks having a party tonight. Not halloween though, it's more like a party now he's found out Coulson's alive."
"Cool."