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Chapter Twenty One
"Simmons," Coulson greeted the junior agent when she walked into the lab's infirmary. Melinda had taken the baby outside in the early dawn light since they figured Romanov should sleep for a while. It was early enough that Melinda and Skye could have some private Mother Leopard and cub time. And it gave Coulson a moment to give Simmons some instructions from Fury that he wanted carried out before Ward and Fitz got up.
"Oh Sir," Simmons jumped a little when she entered the darkened room. "I did not expect to see you sitting there. Where is Agent May and Skye?" Simmons inquired going to a small sink to wash her hands before she examined Agent Romanov.
"She and Skye are outside. I think she wants to have some leopard time with her before we take the collar off," Coulson told the doctor. "Let us step in the lab and shut the door. I have some orders for you from Director Fury and it needs to be done as soon as possible."
"Of Course," Simmons told him drying her hands and stepping into the lab.
"I want you to do a pelvic exam on Agent Romanov. I want a rape kit completed and check for any recent or long term damage of her reproductive system." Coulson said hating with all of his being having to give these orders but knowing it was necessary. "And this is not to be shared with S.H.I.E.L.D. database. You will also not share or speak of anything related to Romanov and this examination with anyone in Shield but Fury, May or myself. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir," Simmons says hesitantly not having a lot of experience with these kind of things. But she does understand the confidentiality of it for Romanov's sake. "I am concerned that Romanov will not be co-operative in this." She told her superior. "She is a highly trained agent and has already shown us what she can do injured and feverish."
"Agreed. So give her heavy sedation," Coulson orders. "I don't want her fighting and hurt herself. For now, I don't want this discussed with her when she is awake. Are we understood?"
"Yes sir, I can do this while Fitz and Ward are still in bed. But it would be faster if I had someone to assist me." Simmons told him moving to open cabinets and put various things on the table.
"I will go get Agent May to assist you," Coulson told him. "Then Skye and I will stay in the common area outside the lab and keep Fitz or Ward away from the area if they wake up."
Coulson walked out of the lab to get his lover and Skye. He knew Melinda would have issues doing this but she would understand the necessity and keep her emotions in check. When he stepped into the cargo bay he thought of one last thing he wanted to tell Simmons and went to the com and pressed the button. "Simmons, I want some initial results of your findings this morning along with the blood work by the time Fury arrives after lunch. I will get Fitz help you with the blood. Get a sample of Agent May's blood to compare Romanov's." His instructions finished, Coulson stepped out of the gangway and into the fresh morning air.
Grant Ward had stumbled to the shower an hour ago his body sore and covered with sweat. Melinda May still remained in the cargo bay where she completed round house after round house on the hanging bag. Her sport bra and shorts were soaked in perspiration but it was inconsequential. Her anger at Hydra and the evil violations they had done to her child, Natasha and herself left her so furious she was still down here trying to release even a fraction of it. She was at her limit after doing what she had been ordered to do with Simmons on Natasha. When she walked out of Tasha's infirmary room her eyes were glowing. So Coulson had taken the baby to their quarters to get things ready for her first shift and she had gone for a three mile run in her leopard form. After that she had literally ordered Ward to spar with her. And now in her mind she was focused on the bag as Dr. Malus. If he had truly been there, her kicks would have killed him in the first minute.
A tiny scampering along the floor finally drew her work-out to a stop. Skye was moving around a lot faster today and starting to play. The little leopard did not need toys, she made her own. Melinda watched her happily exploring with one eye while with the other took a bottle of water from her mate. She took finished the whole bottle before taking the towel and wiping the sweat from her face.
"Thanks," she told him "want to continue this in our quarters? We would tell Fury to come back tomorrow and send the team out for a day in town for some R & R."
"Fury called," he merely answered running his hands along her sweaty back. His lips seared a path along her sweaty neck and shoulders before he groaned and pulled away. "When we get Tasha on her feet enough to watch Skye for us, we will spend day in bed. I promise. But Fury will be here in mid- afternoon. He is going to re-fuel and eat lunch. We have a briefing at 3pm."
Phil's Coulson touch and kiss were like a gentle massage and May felt her emotions slipping to a manageable level. She looked into his eyes letting them show her love for him. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Skye had pulled the lacings out of one of the boxing gloves on the floor and now was chewing on the leather glove happily.
"Skye," she gently chastised the Baby Skye Cub. "No chewing on Agent Ward's gloves," she told the baby cub lifting her up till she was tucked under her chin. Melinda nuzzled the top of her soft baby cub's head.
Phil Coulson smiled at his girls and picked up the wet glove that had tiny teeth marks on the thumb. "I will send Ward back into town to get another set of gloves."
"Better get some chew toys, balls and baby toys too," Melinda told him walking up the stairs with Skye her eye looking in the infirmary window noting Romanov was still sleeping while she passed by. She walked up another set of stairs to the level of Coulson's and her quarters along with the cock-pit. She set Skye on the bed and let her scramble around watching her fondly. She knew Coulson was probably getting Skye another bottle.
Her little cub was so cute and fast. She certainly was adorable with Tasha. They were quite the snuggle buddies. And today, she would get to see Skye shift.
"What you thinking about?" Coulson asked her sitting on the bed. Skye seemed to notice he was holding a bottle because she scrambled up into his lap and looked up at him expectantly. And this his eyes watered with emotion. He loved her so much and so fiercely. "Ok, little girl," he told her wrapping an arm around her belly with one hand and putting the bottle to her lips with the other.
"I love her so much and can't wait to hold her after she shifts," she said simply. "I hold her first," she informed him kissing him gently on the lips and moving to the doorway of the bathroom.
Melinda watched them a moment before stripping off her work out clothes and slipping into the shower. She called out to Phil, "I want to place her beside Natasha when we take the collar off."
"What-ever you want Mel," Coulson told her holding Skye close. "When should Tasha's sedative wear off?"
"Soon," Melinda called to him turning the water off and toweling herself dry. Coming out to dress, she told him. "We should get down there after Skye finishes her bottle," she told him dressing quickly in her typical black attire.
"OK, she is finished," he said standing and walking into the office. The three of them starting down the stairs. "Who do you want in the room?" he asked her letting Skye's mother make the call with what she felt comfortable with. "Tasha, Skye, you and I in the room itself," she told him. "Fitz can wait in the lab with Ward. Simmons I want standing by in the doorway," she elaborated. "But they must be quiet."
"Of course," Phil was silently amused at how Skye had brought upon this new side of Melinda so assertively protective. It had definitely shown itself when it came to Skye and to only just a lesser extent Tasha. What Melinda said she said about either of them, she expected to be done. He was sure it would not matter to who she expressed herself to, even to director Fury itself.
"Ward, Simmons, Fitz," he told the junior team members calling them to him and Melinda right outside the lab. "Agent Romanov will be waking any time now. Then we will remove the collar."
Fitz's eyes twinkled with excitement while even Ward looked curious and thoughtful. To Coulson, it seemed Agent Simmons looked grateful. He knew that the young scientist had a difficult morning. It seemed Melinda realized that too.
"Would you like to hold her till then?" Melinda asked the young woman she was reaching out to in their newly forming friendship. "Sit with Agent Romanov and me till she wakes up?"
"Melinda, yes very much," she told the Asian a sparkle in her eye appearing. "Sir, I have your results from this morning. Fitz and I still need to go over some things in the blood work."
"Good," he told her making a point to touch the younger agent on the shoulder as he moved to the kitchen to pour himself another cup of coffee. "Ward, Fitz, you can wait in the lab and look through the window during the actual shift. Simmons will be wait in the doorway so she can be available to move in quickly if there is some medical need that presents itself."
"Sure," Ward said pouring himself some coffee and sitting at the table to wait. Fitz practically was dancing in the room so Coulson gave him a job.
"Go upstairs Fitz and go get the things for the baby clothes, blanket and diaper Melinda set aside on my bed," Coulson told the young man. "So we can be all ready."
Now we wait, Coulson told himself as he set at the table with Ward. He watched his lover and Simmons sitting with Skye at Tasha's bedside. "Ward," he told the man sitting beside him, "This must be how an expectant father feels at the hospital waiting for their baby to be born."