Chapter 29
May's POV
After finishing my Tai Chi in the make shift gym, I make my way to the kitchen in hopes of finding dome of my tea. I find Mum in there already sitting with a mug in her hand and two empty mug's and dishes beside the sink.
"Were you hungry?" I ask not understanding why their were so much dishes lying out. Daisy and Dad would still be upstairs sleeping this early.
"Your Father and Daisy made breakfast before they left. Daisy made up a plate for you" Mum says pointing to the plate that was covered on the counter. I was still a little shocked it was only six thirty in the morning, I wasn't sure what was more shocking the fact that Dad was up or Daisy they both liked to sleep in.
"They left already" I said boiling the kettle.
"Yes, they wanted an early tee off. Did you ask Daisy to agree to go with him?" Mum asked as she got up and started on the dishes.
"No, she seemed excited when he suggested it though" I tell her sitting down at the table.
"What are you lying to Daisy about?" Mum asks suddenly. I freeze with the fork half way towards my mouth.
"I'm not" I say quickly.
"Don't lie to me Qiaolian" Mum says softly sitting across the table dish cloth still in hand. I suddenly felt like I was back living at home with her before S.H.I.E.L.D, before I knew just how scary the world really was. I consider lying to her but, I need to talk to someone about what is happening with Phil and possibly Daisy.
"Daisy was shot…" I begin telling her everything about the GH-325 and its side effects.
Skye's POV
"Have a nice day" I say as I walk out of the clubhouse where I had been returning my rented clubs. Grandpa was waiting at the door.
"Ready to go?" He asks, I nod and suddenly feel nervous again as we walk towards the car now that we weren't focused on a game I wasn't sure how to act around him. This was the first time I had been around a family member when Mum wasn't around, and it was beginning to make me a bit jumpy.
"Are you alright, Daisy?" Grandpa asks breaking the silence suddenly, and I barely contain my flinch.
"I'm fine, Just annoyed that I lost" I tell him, on the way to the club he had been complaining about losing the poker game last night, and to be honest I didn't want to listen to him complain about losing golf too so I may have taken a little longer then necessary. Although now that I think about it, it might have made me less nervous just sitting listening to him complain.
"It was a close game, I was expecting you to be more like your mother" He tells me.
"Mum plays golf?" I ask surprised it didn't seem like a sport she would enjoy.
"She tries to, she is not very good, but don't tell her I said that" I laugh, relaxing into my seat slightly.
"I don't believe you, Melinda May is good at everything"
"Not everything" was all he said and I feel like there is a story behind it but decide not to press. "Where did you learn to golf?" He asks.
"High School I had to join a team and Golf required the least teamwork" I tell him.
"You don't like teamwork"
"I didn't used to" I say, thinking of the team back at the base that had become family.
"Golf was a good choice, some of my friends kids got scholarships because of it" I just nod along with him not liking the reminder of dropping out of High School and not sure where he was going with the conversation. I begin to run my locket back and forth across its chain something I have begun doing subconsciously that I should probably stop. "How about we pick up Melly and Grandma and go for lunch before you two head back for work" I am about to answer when my phone rings pulling it out I see that it is Mum calling and quickly answer.
"Hey Mum"
"Hello Grandma and I are just leaving the house we are going to go a restaurant. It's just down the street. Grandpa should know where it is" Mum says and I tell Grandpa he nods saying he remembers where it is.
It only takes twenty minutes to get the restaurant, as we sit down Grandpa makes sure to tell Mum and Grandma that he won before excusing him self to go to the restroom. I was relieved that I wasn't just the two of us anymore, I wasn't sure how much more of his bragging I could take.
"You let him win" Grandma states as soon as he was out of hearing range.
"No?" I say but it comes out like a question, she gives me a look and I sigh, deflating "He kept complaining about losing poker"
"And you thought letting him win would help. Now, he will just talk about winning" Grandma sighs, shaking her head.
"Hold on, back up. You can golf?" Mum asks in shock.
"Yeah, you didn't know that" I say taking a drink from the glass of water a waiter had just put down in front of me.
"No, you never mentioned it" Mum glared.
"Sorry" I mumble, "I thought you knew, Grandam knew" Mum just rolls her eyes as Grandpa comes back taking his seat, just in time for the waiter to take our orders.
"So Melly, how is work? How is Phil doing?" Grandpa asks Mum. As they begin talking Grandma leans over closer to me.
"Have you been keeping an eye on your Mother for me?" She asks.
"Of course, but this is the first day we have left base since the last time we saw you"
"Good, and remember what I said about that Phillip. I don't want him getting her into any more trouble" I nod, still finding it funny that she doesn't like Coulson. "Now Daisy, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"
"Your mother says you have trouble sleeping. She worries about you, you know" Grandma tells me, and I give a half smile I'm not used to people worrying about me it was and odd feeling.
"I'm doing better then I was. Although if she was that worried she wouldn't wake me up so early to train" Grandma gives me an unimpressed look, and I bite the inside of my cheek to hold in a laugh.
"You better be taking you training seriously, I don't want my granddaughter unprepared in the field" Grandma begins, soon preceding to tell me stories from her rookie days.
"You ready Bookworm?" Mum says walking into my room after Grandma and Grandpa had left and I was attempting to fit all my clothes back into my bag.
"Almost" I huff, while attempting to sit on my bag and zip it at the same time.
"What are you doing?" She asks and I send her a glare.
"Making a pizza, what does it look like?" I snap, getting frustrated when it still won't close. "Sorry" I sigh, I hadn't meant to snap.
"Just leave some of it here" Mum suggests, and I look at her in shock. I never had a place where I could leave my things knowing they would still be here when I got back. "Just hurry up I want to leave in half an hour. Mum says turning out of the room. I quickly open my bag pulling out the clothes I was going to leave her. Meeting Mum at the front door with ten-seconds to spare with a closed bag over my shoulder.
