Chapter 11 Crashing Down

Coulson thought about the events of the day.

It felt as if the world as he knew it was crashing down. Did S.H.I.E.L.D. really exist or was it just a cover for HYDRA? His mentor, his former S.O., Nick Fury is dead. Without him, his team, hell, S.H.I.E.L.D. is without protection. Bad enough that the person he trusted most to have his back had been tattling on him for sometime. Bad enough that May doesn't trust him enough not to be a walking time bomb. But for her to report on him? He wasn't even really sure if it was Nick Fury she was reporting to. There are just many things that he wasn't sure of right now. But first off, they need to survive. Now, it just boils down to a survival game. They take cover and then, hopefully be able to gather enough forces to fight back. Right now, there is no S.H.I.E.L.D.

His reverie came to an end when he noticed Skye looking sadly at her new (now useless) S.H.I.E.L.D. badge. He sighed and placed a hand on her arm. He couldn't offer her any word of consolation. She gave him a sad smile. He doesn't know if it was the stress from the events that just happened or what, but at that moment, he wanted to sweep her in his arms and kiss her senseless. To be honest with himself, he thought of more than just kissing her. He wanted to bend her over on Nick Fury's classy (yet now riddled with bullets) bar and screw her. Rough, hard and fast. He wants to see her writhe under him. Now, he know it was the stress. He felt bad that he was thinking of THAT again when many had died and when their situation is uncertain. Maybe, he wanted to feel alive. Because right now he felt numb.

Instead, he returned her sad smile with one of his own and walked off to another part of the Bus.