I have a feeling this story is gonna be long... But here we go.


May's thankful this meeting is over. If she was honest with herself she wasn't able to look him in the eye. Ever since he saw those needles in her bag she's been hoping he won't ask about it. She's the last one to turn and leave, but then she hears his voice. "I know you are avoiding me." She closes her eyes. Trapped.

Coulson puts his pen down and stares at the back of her head. She takes a deep breath and turns to face him. "What makes you think I'm avoiding you?" She puts her hands together in front of her. "Are we going to talk about what I saw in your bag?" He ignores her question with his own.

"No. Did you just ignore my question with your own?" She asks and makes him grin. She's so smart. Always has been. "Yes." He nods looking serious again. "Are you trying to protect me from the truth again?" He knows that is not the case.

May shakes her head negatively. "No." Her answer is short as always. She can see he's getting frustrated, when he walks in front of his desk.

"Are you protecting someone else?" Coulson asks after a short silence between them. May swallows. She is protecting someone. Herself. "Yes."

"Do I know this person you are trying to protect?" He knows he's pushing her, but she won't tell him otherwise. He needs to know who's using those needles and for what. Someone must be sick, because there's no drug abuse backgrounds in any of his team members.

May promised herself. After all the secrets she kept from him that she wouldn't do that anymore. It hurt him and it's the last thing she wants to do. "You do." She whispers and meets his eyes after staring into space.

He walks closer and is suddenly standing in her personal space. "Who?" He asks quietly. She stays silent. "Agent May."

May then looks up to meet his eyes. She needed a moment to not let herself get emotional in front of him. She can't tell him, not when there's still a chance for her. "It's classified, Director." May says quietly.

"Excuse me?" That doesn't work anymore. He's the Director and she his agent unless she's working for someone else too. He takes a step back. "Are you working for your mother?" Coulson looks away, when she doesn't answer.

"That's all." He says calmly, yet she hears anger in his voice. When Coulson looks up he sees Agent May walking away. She's keeping secrets. He thought they were past all that. What could be so classified for him to not know?

May tries to catch her breath as her heart pounds rapidly in her chest. She hurries into the cockpit and closes the heavy door behind her. Pain in her chest makes her hope it ends, but it doesn't. She's now wheezing and it's getting even harder to breathe. Reaching for her bag she takes out a small black box and hurriedly opens it with her shaky hands. She hits the needle head in her thigh, feeling the effect as she falls on her knees to the floor.


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