This is my first Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D story so please bare with me.
I apologize in advance if any characters are OOC
Disclaimer: I do not own the show or any characters besides any OCs that appear.
The night before they left there was a thunderstorm. Mei wasn't fearful of it per say, she just wasn't fond of it.
It wasn't as though the storm actually scared it. It looked pretty, but the ocean wasn't tame because of her which made her uneasy.
All the power had gone out so she wasn't using her cellphone to save its charge. She sat in the window, watching outside, the wild waves, the trees blowing in the wind and a little beyond to the right, the vineyards.
Mei wanted to read but needed light for that, and she didn't have a book light. She should have, but she didn't.
Really, she should have been asleep. It was ten o'clock, and while that wasn't exactly late for a teenager, there was nothing else to do and she'd be leaving in the morning.
Mei sighed as there was another flash, lighting up the sky and the water below.
She heard a creak and turned around to see a silhouette in the doorway.
"We're leaving early tomorrow," May said as she walked further into the room and looked around. Mei's clothes were in a disastrous pile on her suitcase, and in the dark of the room she could see that the bed was not made.
"Okay." Mei replied. May walked over and sat on the other side of the ledge, and looked out. Mei's window was open, letting in a cool breeze.
May looked over at Mei and studied her face. "We can buy some hair dye if you'd like, dye your hair back to its natural colour…"
Mei nodded "I'd like that." she smiled slightly. May nodded and looked back outside.
The two were in a comfortable silence for a while.
"You know, having a kid when you're an agent was probably a shitty idea." Mei said suddenly without looking away from the window. May looked away from the wind and over at Mei. The young girl had amusement written across her face.
"Well in my defence I had planned to go into SHIELD retirement," May defended. Mei shrugged. "If I hadn't had you, you wouldn't be alive."
"Good point, Agent." Mei smirked slightly before letting her face go back to normal. May looked back outside for a few minutes before standing up.
"Bed," She said finally. Mei groaned but followed the instructions. She went over to the messy bed and laid down on it and under the covers. "You know," May started. "If you ever need to talk about anything, anything, I'm here."
"I know." Mei replied as she closed her eyes. Briefly she wondered if she should ask about the fox. About how it talked to her, but she didn't. That was something Mei wanted to figure out on her own.
May left the room quietly and shut the door while Mei silently tried to figure that out. How could she find out how a fox was talking to her?
That morning Mei and Jorge were out in the front grass area of the house.
"We're going to practice some self-defence," he said to her. Mei stood awkwardly, picking at her nails.
"Why?" Mei asked. Jorge rolled his eyes.
"So you don't get hurt if someone attacks you." His tone was still patient.
"I have a May." Mei responded simply as she looked over at the house. Coulson and May had gone to prep the quinjet, so she didn't have to worry about embarrassing herself in front of them.
Jorge sighed. "Mei, Agent May won't always be there to save you. There is going to come a day when it is just you, and I want to help you learn how to protect yourself. Okay?"
"Fine." Mei pouted but went into that fighting position he had taught her earlier.
While they fought he went easy on her, and while Mei appreciated it (because while he was going so easy it was almost painful) she was still losing.
Finally, Mei was getting tired. She had gotten him on the ground, and just as May and Coulson were turning the corner to get to the front of the house, Jorge pulled Mei down.
Nobody was expecting though, to her to hand with her elbow on his face.
"Ouch! Mei!" Jorge groaned.
"What? You pulled me down, I have an elbow. I made it work," Mei shrugged and turned around to see Coulson quietly laughing and May with no expression on her face.
"You can phone me anytime," Jorge said to Mei. Her suitcase was packed and sitting in the quinjet. Her hair pulled away from her face with a headband, but still falling down onto her shoulders in stringy, wet pieces.
"I know, thanks for everything," Jorge and Mei hugged before she climbed up onto the quinjet and sat down on one of the seats.
Jorge look on as she pulled out her phone and plugged the buds into her ears. He looked at May and Coulson who stood a little off to the side, May with her feet apart and hands behind her back, and Coulson looking all official standing beside her.
"Be careful with her," Jorge quietly said to him so Mei didn't hear. "Mei needs you."
"We know," Coulson said as he looked at the man. He wasn't completely sure whether or not he trusted Jorge, but he owed the man for hiding Mei for them.
"She needs parents, not superiors," Jorge explained. "She isn't an agent, she is your daughter. Even if she doesn't believe it."
The two adults nodded before saying their goodbyes and heading onto the jet.
May went to the controls and soon they were flying high in the sky. Coulson looked over at Mei and saw she was invested in something on the phone.
"Where's your ipod?" Coulson asked. Mei looked over at him and pulled the buds out of her ears. "Where's your ipod?" Coulson asked again.
"When I went to Spain Jorge destroyed it so nobody could track me," Mei said with a guilty look on her face. "Sorry."
"Smart move," May said from the front of the jet. Mei nodded and put her headphones back in again. Coulson sighed, obviously Mei wasn't going to be talking much, something she got from her mother.
They had a stop in Spain to collect Mei's things before they headed back to the Playground.
Mei felt a bit of relief as they walked off, her dragging two suitcases behind herself. Her headphones slightly falling out the pocket of her hoodie.
Walking into the hallway was when Mei first realized that something had changed. There were different people walking around, and she didn't see Skye who would usually be there quickly.
Mei felt her test tighten slightly as they continued on to her room. Going in she had assumed that everything would be left alone. It should have been, since nobody dared go into her room.
If it wasn't the same she expected it to be torn apart, with everything in disarray because of the people who invaded, were apparently staying.
What Mei hadn't expected was for her room to be perfectly clean and organized. The pictures of her and her friends in New York were still hanging on the fairy lights on the walls, the framed pictures of her and Jordi still sat on her bedside table.
Everything that was cluttered around the room had been put in its proper place, the tables could be seen again.
Mei wondered how this could have happened. She put her stuff down and looked behind herself to see that May and Coulson had gone off somewhere. She pulled her suitcases all the way into the room and sat down on the bed.
That's when she smelt it, someone else's perfume. It was there, hanging in the air.
Mei had no clue whose it was, but when she laid down and smelt it on her pillow she tried to find the person in her brain. She couldn't find them though.
She sighed and left her room to go find something to eat. Mei was stopped though by a man who beckoned her into an office.
This office wasn't Coulson's office, but it was official looking like his was. This concerned the teenager, who was this man?
"You must be wondering who I am," he started and sat down behind the desk. He motioned for Mei to sit across from him and she did. "I know who you are though, Mei Zella Sung. Although that isn't your biological name, that's Mei Taylor Coulson."
Mei had only glanced at the folder that day when she found out Coulson and May were her parents, so at that moment she was completely shocked. She had a different middle name? She was aware that her last name was different, but her middle?
"Who are you and why do you have an office?" Mei demanded.
"I'm Robert Gonzales, Director of SHIELD. The real SHIELD," he said to her.
"Coulson is the director of SHIELD, actually."
"We've co-directing," said a voice from the doorway. There stood Coulson, May was behind him. The two walked into the room and closed the door again. "I thought we were going to discuss when we told Mei."
"I saw an opportunity, I don't believe in keeping people in the dark." the Robert guy said. Mei looked around at all the adults. Suddenly she felt very cornered.
"I don't believe in ignoring said person you are talking about," Mei stated loudly. The three adults looked over at her. "Yeah, hi, I'm still here. Can I go? I just wanted some food."
May nodded at her, giving her permission to leave.
"We'll be talking again." Robert said to her. Mei shrugged and walked past May to leave. That's when she smelt it, the perfume. It was May that had been in her room.