Prompted by agentcarter45 to write something where Jemma has to "reboot" Daisy like she had to with May, but instead of seeing Coulson, Daisy sees Lincoln.
Follow-up to "Radcliffe's New Carpet"
"Why do you insist I keep killing my friends?"
Jemma was done. No, that was an understatement. She was angry. Radcliffe was supposed to come up with the cures before these sorts of things happened. To be fair, most of the time he didn't know what the problem was until after one of them had gotten hurt, but this time was different: he'd been working on a cure for two weeks now. And with the highest-grade technology available to him, he ought to have found it by now.
"It's the only way to save them, Jemma!"
Radcliffe was also exasperated. It wasn't his fault that rebooting these agents was the only way to save them. They were the ones that kept getting themselves into these situations. It wasn't his fault that there weren't any non-lethal solutions.
"Fine!" Jemma threw her hands up in the air, exasperated. "But, if she doesn't wake up-"
"She will." Radcliffe didn't know if she would or not, but he had to at least pretend he was certain she would. He'd be the one not waking up if he didn't. He nodded and Jemma injected her friend before she could change her mind. She watched as Daisy died in front of her.
Warm. She felt so warm. But not like feverish warm. More like lying-by-the-pool-in-summer warm. It felt nice.
Daisy wasn't exactly sure where she was. She could be at a beach, or she could be in a hospital somewhere. After all, didn't that vampire thing happen? She tried to reach up and touch her neck, but her arms felt heavy, like they did when she woke up slowly on a Sunday morning. And she felt so warm. She didn't want to move. If she did, she may lose the warm feeling.
But she did squirm slightly when a bug bit bit her in the neck. Those bugs were super pesky. She soon felt a dreariness come over her and she closed her eyes. Yes, this is just what she needed - an afternoon nap.
She closed her eyes and let the sleep take over. It was then that she saw Lincoln. He was wearing that blue shirt he looked oh so sexy in (it was her favourite shirt on him) and he was smiling and waving at her. He seemed to be moving closer and Daisy smiled.
"Hey, Lincoln!" she called, and she saw his smile grow even bigger. He reached her and wrapped her in a tight embrace.
"I've missed you, Daisy. Don't be scared, now. It's gonna be alright. Everything's going to be alright."
Then everything went black.
Daisy sat up, gasping, as if she'd just broken the surface of the water. What happened? Last thing she remembered, Lincoln was holding her. Where was he.
"Lincoln?"
"No, Daisy, shhh," Jemma soothed, grabbing her in a hug. "It's me. Jemma. You're okay. Thank god."
Daisy looked around. She was inside SHIELD. She was surrounded by her friends. Everything suddenly came flooding back. Lincoln's death. The vampire. The warm feeling. It all hit her like a block of concrete. She began to cry.
She felt a pair of arms wrap around her, and she leaned into them, needing a hug.
"I saw him," she whispered in between sobs. "I saw Lincoln. H-He h-h-hugged m-me."
Her hugger said nothing, only held stroked her gently, whispering the occasional hush. It took a while, but she eventually calmed down. But even after she'd finished crying, she didn't want to leave the hug. It felt so nice.
But she had to when two sets of footsteps entered. She swiped at her eyes and sniffled as Coulson and May stopped at the bed she was lying on. Coulson handed her a bottle of water.
"Dying makes you thirsty." Daisy accepted the bottle with a wet laugh. May picked up her other hand and tenderly held it in her own. Daisy met May's gaze, and she knew that May knew instantly.
"You saw him, didn't you?" Daisy nodded, and May squeezed her hand. Daisy appreciated it. Jemma continued rubbing her back, while shooting daggers at Radcliffe who just looked at her like an innocent puppy dog. Daisy took a few sips of water and then put the bottle down. All eyes shot up at Coulson when he spoke again.
"I really do need to get those club t-shirts."
