AN- allow me apologize for how neglected this story has gotten. Real life can be a real pain sometimes, however the next chapter is nearly complete and we're nearing end to the story itself.

Chapter 14- Far Away From Home

Mold. The familiar smell of a worn down building that hadn't been maintained in decades, the creek in the floors were the same, the windows barred from the outside that made this place feel like a prison resonated in Skye. The difference this time, she finally had a Family. Her Mom said to trust her, and she did. She trusted May more than anything in the world. But being back here, in this room on the hard stuffy mattress, it just brought up the feeling of abandonment and it had surged all over.

For the most part no one had bothered her since they brought her back, which was fine by her, Skye would much rather be left alone anyway. Once people heard her speak they'd make fun of her again anyway. They always made fun of her.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Mary-Sue-Poots. Kill another family?"

Skye looked up at the all too familiar voice, just another bully. This is the one she hated the most though. "L-Logan.." She murmured quietly. Skye remembered the time he punched her right in the face, and said really mean things. "Just wanted to see how the reject was doing..." Logan narrowed his eyes and smirked, "So.. How is the reject doing?"

Now was not the time to make Skye mad.

Logan made his way into Skye's room, and rules here never changed, boys weren't even allowed in this wing. "I hate you, you know that. You're a good for nothing that no one loves." And right after that Logan wrapped his hands around Skye's throat; he squeezed tightly and she couldn't even scream for help. Not that anyone would come anyway. Skye knew his words were untrue, maybe before- but now she had a Mommy, a Daddy, two sisters, and a brother.

Skye's heart started to race as she started to panic. Memories of being taken rushed through her mind. The same memories that scared her at nights. How long was she going to allow herself to be hurt?

For once, something in Skye snapped. She didn't get scared, she got mad. She swung her leg up and kicked Logan where the sun doesn't shine. He screamed, loudly as he let go of her throat and fell on his knees. Skye remembered what Natasha had taught her, she curled her tiny hands into a fist and with one left swing and popped him right in the side of the face.

A huge triumphant smile beamed across her face. "Y-You're a b-bad b-boy L-Logan P!" That smile quickly changed to anger that held such sadness as she quickly looked at what she had done. She didn't want to hurt anyone... actually scratch that, in that moment, Skye's full intention was to inflict harm on this boy.

"What is the meaning of all this?" Skye looked back to the door and saw Miss Shannon. "You." She pointed at Logan who was still on the floor. "I am very disappointed in you, Logan. We do NOT put our hands on girls, and you shouldn't even be here." Skye was glad to see Miss Shannon again, and on her side. She even missed her accent, she made a mad dash for Shannon and hugged her tightly; tears streamed down her face. "I'm s-sorry!"

"You haven't done anything wrong love, Logan shouldn't be here."

"She hit me!" Logan yelled as he slowly pulled himself up from the ground, he looked mad. Shannon put her hands up and pointed at Logan. "Do you take me for a bloody fool? This isn't the first time you've tried to hurt poor Skye. You're older now, you should be setting a proper example. But here you are in a girls section. What exactly were you going to do up here?" Shannon asked as she braced herself for whatever answer he gave her. "Whatever I felt like doing!" He snapped harshly and Skye grabbed onto Shannon even tighter. "D-don't leave." Skye silently pleaded.

Shannon made a motion that led to her hand resting on Skye's head, and in that moment she had felt safe. "Right to the office with you."

Skye had closed her eyes tightly, Shannon would keep her safe, but Shannon took notice that Skye's neck was red. "Did he hurt you?"

A small sob escaped Skye as she nodded, "I d-didn't m-mean to!"

Shannon kneeled down and ran her hand through Skye's messy hair. "He should know better. I'm working hard to get you back to your Mum. I just need you to be patient Skye. I will get you home, I promise."

That was probably the most reassuring thing she'd ever heard in her life. "Why don't we take a walk, make sure Logan finds his way to the office and tell the head honchos?"

Skye made a small giggle, she didn't really understand what Miss Shannon meant, but she said it in a silly voice, Skye gave a nod and grabbed tightly onto her hand.

"I find that very hard to believe." Sister Claire said sternly, her face looked disapproving. "Logans a good boy."

Shannon stifled a laugh. "Surely we're not talking about the same boy who beat up poor Jeffery? Oh yes, quite an angel that one."

Sister Claire glanced at Skye, who had stayed quiet. The Sister wasn't a fan of Mary-Sue but no one but Miss Shannon was anyway. "I need to hear it from you Mary-Sue." Skye cringed at the name. "S-Skye."

"Legally you're still Mary-Sue and if we have anything to say about it you'll stay that way."

'Not if my Mommy had anything to say about it' was what she wanted to say, but she knew her words wouldn't come out right. "I mean that poor family abused you, and broke you even more. It's sad, really."

Shannon had moved slightly in front of the Sister blocking her view from Skye. "How is that any way to speak to a child? Call her broken, sod off. Don't think I didn't know you played your little part to get Skye back here, even tried to delay my flights. Bet you were awfully surprised to see me back so soon? Let me guess, you'd expected me back after the police statement you would've made, since I her social worker wouldn't have been present."

Shannon almost sounded proud of herself for staying one step ahead. "My files are exactly that, mine. And under emergencies like this where a child I care for is in danger, I can Release the files and only to the police- which I've should've done the first bloody moment I laid my eyes on them."

A sharp breath came from the nun, and Skye just looked up in a slight confusion. "Everything that's ever happened to this girl is all from you Nuns. I did this thing called research, every abuser she had, you knew. Through external sources of course. You've made this girls suffering, and I will no longer stand idol. She will be home to her parents by tomorrow. And before you try anything my lawyer has the immediate okay to send those files to the police. You've got red in your ledger sister. You all do."

Skye was absolutely amazed, Miss Shannon was always calm and sweet, but right now she could tell in her voice she was serious. She knew with her new Mommy what being serious sounded like. Skye walked around Miss Shannons leg, "Y-you made m-me l-l-leave my M-Mommy!" She shouted and stomped her foot on the ground to emphasize her anger.

Sister Claire tilted her head, as though she didn't understand the words Skye said, but felt like she was also mocking her. "You poor abused thing, you've been hurt so bad there you can't even tell."

That was it, that's when Skye could feel her little face heating up in anger. They wanted mad Skye, oh, they'd get it. "The Coulsons are a wonderful family I'll have you know Claire."

"Phil, I swear to god if you tell me one more time everything's going to be okay, I'll deck you right in the face." May angrily said as she kept pacing back and forth, waiting for the call from Shannon that everything was okay. "Momma, no one says that anymore." Natasha calmly spoke from the couch. She was sore but she was moving around a lot easier than before. "And he's right. Miss Shannon knows everything with this family and Skye's past. More than we know, Skye's always so quiet about a lot of things."

May stopped in her tracks and gave a small nod, her daughter had a point. "We never did really ask her. We've only read what's in her files Phil. We never asked her about those experiences."

"Those aren't things we want to push Melinda"

"Yeah, but she should know she has the option to tell us if she wants. She's seven, and keeps things bottled up. How could we possibly get mad at her when she explodes?"

Phil took hold of his stressed wife, and looked her dead in the eyes. "When we get her back we will ask her. But.." Phil slightly trailed off, "If she's still not ready, then that's okay. She knows it's different here."

Phil pulled his wife closer, and before he was able to pull her to his lips, Natasha spoke out."Zhǎo gè fángjiān, māmā"* ." She chuckled at her own words, knowing her Dad hadn't a clue what she said. Melinda pulled back and looked towards her daughter laying in the couch, TV remote in one hand, coffee in the other, Melinda wasn't even sure how she had gotten that coffee to begin with. "Honey...Zhèxiē dōu shì wǒmen de fángjiān, wǒ bǎozhèng wǒmen zài rènhé dìfāng dōu zuò dàole.."*

Natasha gulped as she turned her head back to the TV, Melinda stifled a laugh and turned back to Phil. "We're gonna have to teach you one day Phil."

"We should totally teach Skye too." Natasha chimed back in, "I think she'd like it."

"We will see, we have a lot of work to do when she comes home." Suddenly Melindas phone went off, it was a text from Miss Shannon, saying she was on her way with Skye. A watery laugh escaped May along with tears, "Our baby is on her way home."

"Who do we have here?" An unknown lady dressed in green asked as she approached the door leading out of the orphanage. Miss Shannon was taking Skye home. "We were just on our to bring this little one back to her Mommy and Daddy. She's very eager." Skye looked at Shannon curiously, her voice had changed completely and she wasn't saying her words funny anymore. Even Skye knew that British people called their Moms and Dads Mum and Dad. "Have we met before, or can I help you with something? I don't mean to be rude but Skye here has an early bedtime and want to see her family."

The lady rose her eyebrow in fascination. "You're Skye? Hi Skye, my name is Ophelia." The lady reached into her pocket and pulled out a small necklace, it was gold and had a toy robot head on it. "This is Aida the magic necklace. She can protect you forever. I'm happy to see you're going to your mommy and daddy. Please accept my gift."

"I'm n-not supposed to t-take things f-from s-strangers."

"As in lady Ophelia, the green mistress? Skye would humbly accept your gift."

Lady Ophelia smiled deeply and turned around, "I'm glad the requirements have been met for true happiness. Go home, and be with you family.

Skye didn't say anything and shyly followed Shannon as they headed towards the car, she was happy she was going home, which still sounded weird to say- even in her head. Though she couldn't help but feel the name Ophelia sounded... Familiar.. And the lady, she didn't know why. Skye supposed that in her life, she had watched lots of kids get adopted by Mommies and Daddies looking for a kid, and maybe.. Just maybe she had seen her before, but the name just didn't seem to fit with the face.

"That was certainly weird. Let's get you home to your family." Shannon said with a smile as she opened the back door, Skye easily reciprocated with a small smile of her own as she climbed into the back seat, Shannon seemed like she wanted to get out of here fast and Skye definitely caught onto that, but she pretended she didn't notice because she missed her Mom, and her Dad, and most certainly Natasha and Bobbi.

It didn't take long for Shannon to get on the road, Skye was securely strapped into her seat and was looking out the window. This was the first time that Skye was ever being brought back to a home that hadn't hurt her. Every day before being taken she felt more confident, more loved and most importantly she felt like a person with a purpose.

"Everything okay?" Shannon asked as she looked at Skye who was staring out the window. "I'm fine." She said with a huge breath of relief, she didn't manage to mess her words up and couldn't help but smile at the small victory. "Tired." She admitted

Shannon laugh and turned the radio on and popped in a disc, soft Disney tunes started playing and Skye instantly felt herself relax. "Glad to see some things haven't changed, just relax and you'll be home before you know it."

The little girl could only nod as the toll of the day kicked in and she closed her eyes. She wasn't sleeping fully but she was trying to remember why that lady looked so familiar. It was as though simply looking at her triggered something in her brain, and a 7 year old couldn't comprehend it.

"Aida, you've set the parameters to high here, the entire purpose of the Framework is to safely let people run through the simulations. Just look what happened to poor Jemma's body. We were lucky we uploaded her mind in time."

Aida turned back to the machine and pressed a few buttons. "Doctor.. What about Agent Johnson. We can't make her life easy?"

Doctor Radcliffe frowned. "No Aida we simply cannot, she's strong but her DNA is wild, it's like her DNA remembers certain things and adapts. It's quite fascinating really, so we give her the life she had before except harder. Make it so she's Skye the orphan, no one wants her, no one loves her." He explained calmly, Aida shot him a confused look, "wouldn't it be easier to have Agents Coulson and May... Mate? And have Daisy Johnson as their baby so we can monitor her easily?"

"In an ideal world we could've done that, but that's not what I'm telling you to do."

"But Doctor, what you want done is jeopardizing the Framework, which I am in charge of protecting."

"Skye.. Love, we're almost home." Skye sleepily rubbed her eyes as she opened them slowly. "Any good dreams?"

Skye shrugged "D-don't 'member" she said after a small yawn. "I know things haven't been pleasant lately, but you need to know Skye, they shouldn't have taken you from your home, I'm sorry to be so out with it, but they didn't have any rights." Shannon told the little girl parked down the street from their house.

"I-I just want my M-Mommy." She said with exhaustion, so much has happened for her little brain to understand fully.

Shannon let out a small sigh, "They're excited to see you, everyone actually." It was no shocker that this little one was exhausted even after a small nap, everything that's happened up until now wasn't something anyone should have to go through, especially a child. "So.. Want to tell me what was going on with you and Logan earlier?" Shannon asked as she briefly looked through the rear view camera. Skye turned her head to watch the cats drive by before she answered. "Stupid boy." She grumbled and crossed her arms, proud of herself for not slipping up her words. "Yeah.. They sure are, so young and smart to already see that." Shannon laughed, Skye couldn't resist in letting a small chuckle out. "He…" Skye paused to think of the words she wanted to say. "He said n-no one l-loves me." She admitted with a voice of sadness, it wasn't the first time she's heard these words, not by a long shot. But that didn't mean it hurt any less."

"He's wrong, like most boys. You have a Forever Family now Skye. And I know you're angry and sad and full of emotions that someone your age shouldn't even know exist, but… You do know they exist- and that's made you a stronger person because of it. You're a good girl Skye, with a good family. You're finally safe." These were words Skye needed to hear Shannon thought, and she meant every word of it, well.. Except that last part. But she would share her suspicions with Skye's parents. Shannon had a bad feeling, which was all the more reason to get her to the safest place possible.

Skye thought back to Shannon's words of safety. She believed it as much as her Mommy told it to be true, things were different than the last time she fought with that dumb Logan. She'd never forget she woke up and he was watching her sleep, when she noticed she was about to scream before he covered her mouth. His hand was tight around her mouth and she wanted to cry- that was before he started saying very mean things about how she looked, Skye didn't know what racism was at that time but she learned what those hurtful words meant eventually, but that was a day she'd never forget when she gave Logan two black eyes and bit his hand. That's probably why that was in her file, he played the victim even though he was in an area boys weren't allowed, but got hugs instead while Skye got dirty looks. Those looks. The looks of disgust, the looks of disappointment, the looks of… How she looked.

If there was one thing Skye knew, it was that she knew she wasn't completely on par with most kids her age, she knew she pronounced words like an overgrown toddler most of the time, and now the stutter to add to it. She knew, but she also knew deep down, she could be better. She could try, people encouraged it in this new home, she wasn't beaten, she wasn't hurt- by them. They cared.

"Come on Skye. Don't you want to see your Mum and Dad and sisters?" Shannon asked as she turned around to look at Skye who was staring at the house. "Yes." She said, she really wanted to see everyone. She didn't know what she'd even say to be honest.

The front door slammed opened and Skye's Mom and Dad ran out of the house. Skye dropped her bag and tears began to poor down her face, she ran as fast as she could into the warm grasp of her parents. Skye was sobbing hard as she grabbed onto her Mom. Grateful to be home, grateful to be safe. "Skye! My baby, I'm so happy to have you home again!" May said with choked words, Skye looked up and saw her Mommy was crying and her Daddy was smiling. "We're both so happy to have you home Skye." Phil said as he placed a small kiss on top of Skye's forehead. "I missed y-you." Skye cried out as she tried her best to bury herself as deep into Mays neck as possible, breathing in that scent of safety.

"Mr. Coulson, might I have a word with you?" Shannon asked as she pointed towards the car. Phil nodded and followed the young girl. "Miss Shannon?" Phil asked.

"I don't want to alarm any of you, honestly- but there's been some substantial evidence and you need to know the truth." Her words were straight on and Phil could feel dread in his chest, but he remained silent. "She's safe.. For now, I'm doing all I can, it's the nuns, and who knows how many others." Shannon took a flash drive out of her pocket and handed it to Phil. "This drive contains everything on Skye, the good, the bad, and the horrific. I don't know when they'll try and take her again, but the next time won't be by legal methods. As long as you don't have complete custody they'll find a way to take her."

Phil nodded as he listened. "We wanted to surprise Skye when she got out of the hospital but we couldn't get anyone to sign the forms from the orphanage."

"Give me the forms to sign and get those papers to court. That way, she'll be yours forever and I have a few judges that owe me some favors, I have a coworker who if something happens to me is sent to them along with the police, however they're aware of the situation. Her name is Jen, and she's one of the best, take this number and don't hesitate to call her, she's also a brilliant speech therapist." Phil agreed, "We have friends in high places too. Thank you Miss Shannon, for protecting Skye."

-*Get a room, Momma

-*These are all our rooms, and I promise we have done it everywhere.

Note- the translations are from an translator site, so it might not be 100%.