Protecting Family

Coulson and Skye

Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD nor am I in any way affiliated with Marvel (though I really wish I was)

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Skye asked, trying desperately to keep her voice neutral. She was seated in Coulson's office, staring at the man who was apparently her father.

"I wasn't sure for a while-" Coulson started.

"But once you were," Skye said, "Why didn't you tell me right away? Why did make me keep wondering?"

"I was trying to protect you," Coulson said simply.

"From what?" Skye asked.

"From me," Could told her. Skye stared at him in confusion, that hadn't been what she was expecting.

"Skye, there's something going on with me and I don't fully know what it is," Coulson said, "May's been trying to help me, but so far we haven't got much. I didn't want to tell you because I don't want whatever happened to me to affect you."

"I'm confused," Skye admitted, "You didn't want me to know until you knew what was going on, but you don't know what's going on yet and you're telling me anyway."

"I know it doesn't make sense," Coulson said, "I didn't want to tell you yet, but I couldn't let you keep searching when I already knew the answer." Skye sat there silently, staring at the desk. This desk was the only thing separating her from her father.

"Skye-" Coulson started.

"I need to go," she stood abruptly and fled the room. She walked quickly through the bus, wanting nothing more than to be in the safety of her bunk. She was going so quickly that she didn't notice Ward sitting in his room with the door open.

"Skye?" he asked and she stopped short. Turning, he saw she had tears running down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?" he asked, stepping closer. She wiped her cheeks and gestured widely, trying to find the words to explain it.

"Coulson's my dad," she finally said.

"What?" Ward asked, sure he had heard wrong.

"Coulson's my dad," she repeated, "He just told me." Ward shook his head, he didn't know what to say.

"Grant," the use of his first name caused him to look up, "What do I do?"

"I don't know," he admitted, "What did you do when he told you?"

"I left," she said, "I was freaking out."

"Understandable," Ward nodded, "Well, you've been looking for your parents for a while and now you've got one of 'em right down the hall. I know you're freaked out right now, but maybe talking to him would help." Skye nodded and took a deep breath.

"Alright, I can do this," she said and he chuckled.

"You'll be fine," he said, "And... if you need to talk after I'm here."

"Thanks Ward," she smiled slightly at him before walking back the way she had come. She approached Coulson's office slowly. She could see him sitting at his desk, staring blankly at the wall. Skye knocked quietly, but still Coulson jumped.

"Could I talk to you for a minute?" she asked.

"Of course," he said and she entered the office.

"I'm pretty freaked out by this whole thing," she said, sitting down, "I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do. Like, part of me is relieved to know the truth, but then part of me is confused and angry."

"I get that," Coulson said, "I know I should've told you right away, but I hope you understand that I really was trying to protect you."

"I know that," Skye said quietly, "It still sucks though, you know?"

"I know," Coulson nodded, but didn't say anything more and they lapsed into silence.

"Who else knows?" Skye asked eventually.

"May," Coulson told her, "And I'm guessing you told Ward and he the one who convinced you to come back and talk to me." Skye blushed slightly and nodded, looking down at her lap.

"Other than that I'm not sure," he said, "I haven't told anyone, but there are always other people who could've figured it out."

"FitzSimmons?" Skye asked.

"I haven't told them," Coulson said, "If you tell them that's up to you."

"Will you deny it?" she asked him, "If they asked you?"

"No," he shook his head, "If anyone off the bus, with a few exceptions, were to ask then, yes, I would. But only because it's not safe for you if too many know right now."

"And who are those exceptions?" Skye asked.

"Clint and Natasha," Coulson said immediately. Skye opened her mouth and closed it again, once again that was not what she had been expecting.

"Hawkeye and Black Widow?" she asked.

"I was their Supervising Agent at SHIELD," Coulson told her, "I was there from the first moment they entered SHIELD to every mission after. They're like family." Skye nodded slowly and then laughed quietly.

"Maybe I'll meet them one day," she joked.

"I hope you do," Coulson said seriously and Skye looked at him in surprise.

"Really?" she asked and he nodded.

"I haven't seen either of them since New York," Coulson told her, "But one day, when I see them again, maybe you could come with me?"

"Yeah," she nodded, smiling at him, "That'd be cool."

"Great," he smiled back, "Now, I have to make some phone calls. Why don't you go tell FitzSimmons like I know you want to and tell Ward I said thanks." Skye laughed quietly and nodded, standing to leave.

"Hey A.C.," she said as he stood too.

"Yeah?" Coulson said. Skye didn't say anything, just walked around the desk and threw her arms around him.

"Thanks," she mumbled into his shoulder and smiled as he wrapped his arms around her too.

Alright, so I have jumped on the bandwagon that is Skye being Coulson's daughter. This is gonna be a two-shot and I should have part two up in the next couple days.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you thought!