Chapter 10 - Unconscious, broken hearted and Pain
May was still on her knee's with Phil's head in her lap murmuring the same words over and over again, "Please don't leave me, you promised me, Phil. Please don't leave me, you promised me, Phil. Please don't leave me, you promised me, Phil." She sat their rocking back and forth clutching Phil to her as though it would push life back into his unconscious body, hoping that it would draw the life force from her and give it to him and bring him back to her.
Everyone was looking at each other, not really knowing what to do because they had never seen anything like this before, never seen the 'statue' Melinda May drop to her knees and cry.
They allowed a few mores minutes before Jemma took the brave step forward, she was thinking, 'Fools rush in where Wiseman fear to tread' and right now she felt a lot like a fool approaching Melinda May when she was so vulnerable and raw like a cornered and injured wild animal.
She touched her on the shoulder and May whipped her head round causing Jemma to stumble back fear written across her face, "Eh May, you need to let him go, so I can see what has happened… I…?"
"Don't touch him!" May snapped.
Jemma stepped back as thought she had been burnt but she was not stupid enough to test any of Melinda May's cause she knew that she would make good on her threats. She looked at Skye and nudged her head in the direction of May clearly communicating that it was her turn to walk towards the lioness was protecting her king with her life.
Skye made the brave steps each echoing a thousand times louder then the sound her heartbeat but she knew what needed to be done, she approached May from the front let her see that there was nothing happening without her knowing and bent down on her knees so she was face to face with the lioness herself, "Hey, May…"
Her head shot up again and she held onto Phil, her grip tightening more than people thought possible, but the pain written clear across her face and scarring her heart like a tattoo,
"May listen to me please. We are not going to hurt him or you but we need to know what is wrong with him and what we can do to save-"
"Why would he do that? Why would he be that stupid and take that risk? I had only just found him, wasn't I enough? Did I mean nothing to-"
"Hey, hey, stop right there this minute! I will have none of that talk. I know that hitting you would cost me an arm and my face, but if you don't stop talking like that then it is a risk I am going to take."
May raised her eyebrow at Skye.
"AC loves you, everyone can see that, plain as day and you love him. He's an amazing and courageous man who puts himself on the line for everyone he cares about, he knew the risks and he knew what needed to be done. It's not that he doesn't love you; it's the fact that he would be willing to DIE so that you can live and be safe. Please let Jemma look at him so that she can determine what the damage is and we need to check you over to see what damage has happened to you. Because right now, you're the highest ranking Agent on this plane and we really need you!"
May looked at Skye and saw the look of devotion, fear but more importantly concern, she knew that Skye was telling the truth and knew that Skye would understand that letting them touch Phil was a privilege.
"Now May, let Jemma wheel him to the lab and check him over and then she can tell us what'll happen. You and I will go to the gym or to the bar, you can decide, I am entirely at your disposal, you can even beat me up if you want to."
Jemma tentatively walked towards May with Fitz hiding behind her and they lifted the lifeless body of the Phil Coulson and carried him away, Jemma knew that she needed to work and work fast.
One, to find out if she could save him and two, to see what the long term damage is going to be. By the look on May's face, her time was limited and she knew that she would work all night if she could find the answers that she needed.
Skye went on the search for May and found her in the gym beating the hell out of a punch bag, which if she carried on would come straight of the chain or bust.
Skye stood behind the bag and held onto it but was unprepared for the sear force of Melinda May, a roundhouse kick to the bag threw Skye several feet back and she landed on her back with a resounding thud. Skye stood up rubbing her back, which she knew, would be bruised in the morning but walked back to May, "Feel better?"
May raised her hands to show Skye that her hands were bloody, battered and bruised, so god only knows what May had been doing but Skye was happy that she was not on the receiving end of that force.
Skye grabbed hold of May and let her to the side, without moving too far she grabbed the supplies and started to patch up the wounds to her hands, "Look May I know that you are hurting, but this is not going to solve anything. When Coulson comes around, he is not going to be happy that you've done this. I for one am-"
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT HE IS GOING TO? THAT IDIOT COULD'VE FINISEHD WHAT LOKI COULDN'T!"
She slammed her fists on the worktop, scuttling the medical supplies across the room. Skye said nothing, just picked up the supplies and got her a drink, letting her vent, however, praying that Jemma could do the miracles she was well known for.
"No matter what May, I am going to sit here, you can beat and scream or whatever you need, I am always going to be here."
May looked at Skye and patted the seat next to her and nothing was said but a peaceful settlement had resumed in the air.
Back in the lab, Jemma had strapped Phil Coulson to the machines and was praying that when she took the bloods it would give her some of the answers she desperately needed, but would they provide the happy ending everyone wanted?
She looked up in the air and said a silent thought for all deities to help and Fitz get answers, helping to mend all the broken hearts, but most of all so that Melinda May could get the man that she so richly deserves.
Jemma was still wondering whether the price they had paid was too high?