If you want to know my plan for relationships see the note at the end.
Chapter 25
"Hey," Daisy chimed, entering the room, and startling the man. "Who were you talking to, the voices in your head?"
The man looked at Daisy, probably wondering why someone as young as her was here. Daisy found herself ogling the specimen of a man. She'd joked with Clint that he was Thor but honestly this man did look like a god. "Who are you, where is the son of Coul?"
She wondered if she should be giving a fake name, but realized Coulson must have given his own. "You mean Coulson? He left to do something, I don't know he told me to come in and talk to you. I'm Daisy… why do you look upset?"
"I just received news of my father's passing." Even the man seemed surprised to have answered Daisy's question, and he looked at her curiously.
"I'm sorry," Daisy replied, and she truly meant it. A few days ago she thought her own dad was going to die, and who knew what she would have done if he had. "Was your pain over that why you broke in to steal the hammer?"
The man shook his beautiful blond locks. "No, I did not know at the time. I came to claim the hammer as it is my property."
"Your property that you can't even lift."
"I can lift it!" the man cried slamming his hand against the table. Daisy heard shuffling outside, but prayed they didn't try to come and save her. She was fine… he wasn't mad at her. "It is mine, I should be able to lift her."
Daisy scanned her mind for the stories, and came across a name. "Lift her, you mean Mjolnir? That's her name right? And you're Thor?" It was a big leap, but Daisy just had a feeling she was right. The man looked shocked as well. "I'm smart, but am I right?"
"Yes, how do you know of me?"
"The Vikings believed you to be a god," Daisy answered with a shrug as she stood. "I've read their legends. But why can't you lift the hammer? All the stories say she is yours."
"Thor" looked like he was completely reassessing Daisy. "I remember the Viking people, Loki and I used to play tricks on them when we were young."
Loki, Daisy remembered him. Or well she remembered that he had a horse for a child and was its mother. "So all the stories are true? You're really the god Thor?"
"Your people call me god, but where I am from all people possess such powers."
Daisy smiled and nodded, "Asgard you mean? Why are you here, on Midgard?" She was wicked impressed with how much she remembered from a stupid book she read as a kid. "Does it have something to do with why you can't lift the hammer?"
'Thor' didn't get a chance to answer though, because Coulson opened the door. "Daisy, what the Hell are you doing in here?" he cried. She sat confused for a second, but figured it was in her best interest to just go with it.
"It was nice meeting you, even if it means my dad is going to kill me," Daisy told the man with a smile that didn't disappear until he was out of sight. "Well he's batty."
"I was starting to think you believed him," Coulson seemed relieved to know she hadn't gone insane. "Do you actually think he believes that crap?"
He could just be a spy. Natasha was a pretty damn good liar. And yet Daisy's instincts told him that whether or not it was true he believed it to be true. "Truth doesn't matter I don't think you're getting any other story from him."
"Luckily he has a friend here who might be able to help," Coulson sighed and Daisy felt bad for him. He went from babysitting her father to this; the poor guy. "You and I are going to follow him, you know a nice Father-daughter outing."
So Coulson approved of her spur-of-the-moment lie. Good, that meant she was a natural at it. "Sure Pops, whatever you say."
Clint stood a little ways away, holding back a laugh, and Daisy flashed him an amused smile. She liked these Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. They certainly weren't the devil's creation her dad liked to think of them as.
Daisy and Coulson followed Selvig and 'Thor' to a bar, but found them doing nothing more interesting than taking shots. Oh sure, he carried on telling the man he was Thor and everything, but no other story presented itself. The undercover Op revealed absolutely nothing.
Except how funny Coulson could be. "So you're telling me that you and a bunch of genius future spies just thought that your professors, who was a spy, wouldn't notice his grading sheet suddenly had pink ink?"
"Give it five years and then tell me you and your friends never did anything stupid at the Academy," Coulson grinned sipping from his straw eloquently.
Daisy sighed, and took another bite of her burger. "That's if I get to go."
"This is just a formality," Coulson promised even though he was as confused as she was. Coms cadets didn't need PhDs usually, only Sci-tech. It was odd that they'd told Daisy otherwise. "I'm the one signing off on you, and if I thought it was a bad idea I would have told Fury so from the beginning."
Daisy couldn't help but wonder how long they'd been talking about this. The events of the last week went by so fast, surely it had been during that time, right? But what had she done to prove herself to Coulson? Sure, she'd shown Natasha her exceptional computer skills, but Coulson was gone by that point. As far as Daisy remembered Coulson had only seen her 'cowering and helpless' phase, and yet he believed in her. It was odd.
"Honestly it's my dad I'm worried about more than anything," Daisy answered with a sigh. Perhaps it was a bad idea to be confiding in her kinda-sorta boss, but she liked Coulson. She had since they first met. "I don't even know where he thinks I am right now, but I know he's going to be pissed when I tell him the truth. He'll forbid me from going, and I'm pretty sure Fury would rather not have me as an Agent than lose the good will between S.H.I.E.L.D and Iron Man."
Coulson didn't object to the last point, but he seemed concerned by her negativity. "Why would he forbid you? What's wrong with S.H.I.E.L.D?"
"He just doesn't like it I guess… And Fury mentioned Howard having a role in its creation which should have helped but clearly didn't because my dad doesn't really like his dad and…" She shook her head. They were on a mission; she didn't need to ramble. "Whatever it doesn't matter. I'm just going to enjoy the one Op I'm getting and resign myself to begging my dad for a chance to save the world."
"You'll have your chance," Coulson promised. He could see the hero in Daisy; she just needed to see it herself. "If I know anything I know that."
"And I know our target is leaving the bar very drunk," Daisy smiled nodding her head towards the door. "So we should probably follow."
Coulson however didn't move. "I doubt we're going to get anything better following them. Let's get back to the base and get some sleep… before you do so I want you to pull all the old Viking drawings of Thor and compare them to ours."
"I thought you thought it was a crazy impossibility."
"Most definitely," Coulson smiled paying the bill. (Daisy wanted to object that she had way more money, but didn't want to insult him.) "But like you said to Barton, your dad flies around in a metal suit. The crazy impossibilities are what this job is founded on. So run the faces, no harm can come from it."
No, no harm could come from it, and if just maybe it was true… well Daisy couldn't imagine what that might mean.
Okay, so notes on relationships because people won't stop asking. There are spoilers here, so read at your own risk. I'm just very tired of people obsessing over her getting love. I want her to have love too but Daisy is different. She doesn't really get along with people her own age and therefore does not have any love interests at her age. She won't be getting a love interest until about chapter 50. I'm sorry if that bothers you but the way I'm writing Daisy it would be silly for her to have something else. She's not really interacting with peers, and doesn't have a chance to meet anyone. Now, once she's actually working as a Shield agent things will pick up. Her and Steve have a thing, but they live different lives and it's hard to keep up. Then there is of course Ward, but, well, he was Hydra long before Daisy ever could meet him. There's Lincoln, but Daisy can certainly do better than Mr. Pouty-Pout. (Why is he so pessimistic this season?) Someone suggested Pietro... I have a very good idea how that could work and like the idea. But i haven't written it yet, so I don't know.
To be perfectly honest I don't care too much who Daisy is with. This fic focuses on Daisy's relationship with Tony as her dad and how, even when he's not around, he affects the course of her life. When relationships fit in with the plot, then I have them, but life, even for fictional characters, can get in the way of good, healthy relationships, so they die out.
I hope this is an answer that satisfies you. I know I'll always be messing with someone's ship, but I'm doing the best I can. If this bothers you feel free to stop reading, I don't care, I'll still write for everyone who stays, even if it's one person.