A/N: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter and in this Emily and Skye talk some more, find out information they would have never expected, things like that. Figured they should have more girl time.
Coulson walked into the kitchen the next morning and sat down beside Emily, who had her head on the island, seemingly hung over.
"So, how does it feel to be engaged?" He asked, smiling at his daughter, who shrugged.
"Not much different than being in a relationship to be honest." Skye said, making herself some french toast, Roxy watching her every move as Grant entered.
"What's wrong with Emily?" He asked, going to kiss Skye only for Roxy to once again growl at him.
"What does this dog have against me? I swear it's got a vendetta against me or something." He said, ignoring the dog and kissing Skye anyway before sitting down.
"Don't take it personally. She does it to Stark too...did it to Sam and some other guys she wasn't familiar with a couple times. Give her time to get used to you and soon she'll be wanting your attention." Emily said, briefly looking up, "And I am hungover for your information. Anyone remember what I did that I might regret?" She asked, looking at everyone.
"Sang Disney songs for the most part...made some comments that I won't repeat...oh and you stripped down to nothing but your bra and underwear so I had to get you changed into some pajamas." May said, looking at the teen who now had her head back on the island, giving a thumbs up in response.
"Hey, at least Maria won't find out about it, unless someone lets it slip." Skye said, looking pointedly at FitzSimmons before turning to look at Coulson, "We have the rest of my pregnancy off, right?"
Coulson nodded, "Yes. We have the next two months off unless we're absolutely needed." He explained, turning to his tablet as everyone continued to eat.
Later that day, Skye found Emily sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Hey, Em? I've got a question for you. I figured that you would know the answer." Skye said, sitting on the couch beside the seventeen-year-old. Emily nodded as if telling Skye to continue, which she did, "Do you think miscarriages can run in the family? Be hereditary?"
Emily gave her a look before sighing, "Why are you asking me? Why not FitzSimmons?" She asked, looking at her with confusion.
"Because. Although they're smart, this isn't their area of knowledge, and you learned about this type of stuff in health and science class. I also...I keep having these dreams where something is wrong with the baby and I end up losing her, and...and...and everyone blames me. It scares me, Emily." She said, unshed tears glistening in her brown eyes.
Emily gave her a gentle hug, before pulling away, "Well, dreams are just dreams after all. To answer your questions, it's highly unlikely that something like a miscarriage is hereditary. Well, my cousin, Jaqueline has had a miscarriage, my brothers wife has had two of them, my own mother had three before having me, Maria's mother had two before she had Danny and one more before she had Maria. I've also had one and Maria's had one, so in our family they might as well be, but things that can cause miscarriages can also be hereditary such as high blood pressure, incompetent cervix, et cetra."
Skye gawked at Emily, "You and Maria have both had one?"
Emily nodded, "Yeah. I used to be a bit of a slut and would have sex with anyone that showed me any type of attention...my dad was in rehab still so he had never showed me much of that. After I got...assaulted...everyone thought, myself included, that it'd take years for me to take that step with a guy, but it was the complete opposite. Maria and Danny tried to get me to stop sleeping around, but I wouldn't listen. I started when I was thirteen...i'm actually surprised I don't have any STD's to be honest. When I was fifteen, I had been admitted to the emergency room for really bad cramping and heavy bleeding, and the doctor had told me I miscarried. I didn't exactly know who the father was...didn't know if it was one of the one night stands from a month earlier, or if it was my then boyfriend, Austin, who left me as soon as he had found out, but I must've been pregnant before I started to date him or gotten pregnant shortly after. Why're you looking at me like that? Thought I was still a sweet, innocent "virgin" like Maria was when she met Steve?"
Skye nodded, "Kind of. Yeah. Do they know? About your past, I mean."
Emily nodded, knowing she was talking about the Avenger and Sam, "At the time the miscarriage happened I hadn't met them, not even Steve, they know about a good majority of my and Maria's past, but not the miscarriage part...only Maria knows. It'll be two years in September that it happened. I didn't even know I was pregnant, and had I known, I would have kept the baby and i'd have been a better mother to that child than my own mother was to me." She said, averting her gaze from Skye, who could see that it was still a fresh memory in Emily's mind, "I stopped sleeping around after that." She added softly.
Skye gave Emily a tight hug and pulled away, "You said Maria had a miscarriage? When? It must've been pretty recent if Maria was still a virgin when she met Steve."
Emily shrugged, "All I really know is that it happened while she and Steve had still been dating_"
"Wait...I thought Steve was the whole wait until marriage type of guy?"
"He was...but that changed when Maria came along, basically. It's pretty funny actually. Anyway, it was a little over a year ago, early to mid July, and it happened about three or four months after Natasha had her miscarriage..yeah neither of those two knew of their pregnancies. Tasha's was caused by an injury she received the day before. She had been bleeding and cramping for the whole day but had just thought it was her period until the pain became excruciating. Clint was there when it happened and everyone there knows."
Skye nodded sympathetically, "And how did...you know...Maria find out?"
Emily sighed and wiped the tears from her face and let out a shaky breath before speaking, "Last summer, she went to the bar because a friend from her child hood was in town, and she only had one or two drinks, so she wasn't drunk at all. Yeah, she felt a little sick, but like most, thought she was coming down with something and her period wasn't due for another few days. So she left the bar..alone...and she ran into the guys that sexually abused her as a child. They tried to..hurt her...but she wasn't going to give them the satisfaction to see her scared, so she kicked their asses. But they held her still and forced her to take pills, now, she took them with the intention of hiding them or spitting them out or something, but they got impatient, I guess. When she was in the hospital, she had to go to the bathroom, so the doctor let her and it was just Maria and the doctor. When she went to the bathroom, she saw blood but figured it was her period, like Tasha did, until the doctor told her she had a miscarriage. Let's just say she didn't take it well and the doctor actually had to sedate her. He only told them, 'she started to have a melt down so we had to sedate her.' I only know this because Maria finally told me a week later after receiving a million texts and phone calls asking what happened."
"Ohh is that why Maria wasn't at HQ for a week back in September? Court appearance?"
Emily nodded, "Yeah, it took about a month to to find them, and Chicago PD still had the evidence from when Maria and I were younger, figuring that if we decided to press charges, the evidence would be with them. I don't know how they found us to be honest. Right now, they're serving fifty years to life for one account of attempted murder, an account of actual murder, two accounts of sexual abuse, one account of sexual assault, and two accounts of attempted sexual assault..you get the idea."
"Why the account of murder?"
"Because you can spend time in jail for causing a miscarriage, believe it or not. That's why, had those men succeeded in killing Maria and it had been found out after wards that she was pregnant, it'd have been considered a double homicide...I took a criminal law class last year."
Skye nodded, but was still confused, "How did Steve handle the news?"
"Steve didn't know about the miscarriage until about a month later when we were all at Discovery Cove and he proposed to her. He also knew something was up because she wasn't her usual self, and he could hear her crying when she was alone..or could tell when ever she had been crying, but she blamed it on allergies or some shit like that, but Tasha knew because Maria was acting the same way Tasha did after her miscarriage...minus locking herself in her and Steve's , yeah, she basically refused his proposal at first because she said something along the lines of, 'you won't want to marry me when you realize what i've done.'"
Skye herself was now crying at this point, having believed she had it bad when she was younger, but after hearing what Emily was telling her, now knew that there were others that had it worse than she did.
"That's so sad! Give her a hug for me when you head back, will you?" She asked, wiping the tears from her face, cursing the hormones, and grabbed a tissue and handing it to Emily.
"I will, but believe it or not, instead of yelling at her for not telling him, he actually hugged her, and if you knew my sister, she doesn't really like physical contact all too much, so when she actually accepted his hug, you know it's pretty damn serious."
"Wow, that's how I usually am. Sometimes things can get so bad that I won't even let Grant touch me."
Emily nodded, "Yeah, i'm the same way. She actually did refuse his hug at first, but he ignored her because she actually needed that hug! She was crying. No one...not Steve, not Fury, not Coulson..no one has ever seen her cry. He told her she'd be okay, and that he still wanted to marry her. He was also mad and upset, but not at her."
Skye nodded, "He was upset and angry at those guys."
"Yep. A small part of her still thinks it's her fault because she had been drinking and she should've known, so she's been very anxious and skittish as of late. Doesn't want it to happen again. Oh and that night after pouring out everything, she made Steve ask her again and then she said yes."
Skye laughed, "That actually sounds like Maria! Where was everyone else when that exchange was going on?"
Emily shrugged, "I was sleeping but I heard everything because they were loud! Maria was yelling and crap!"
Skye raised an eye brow, "Is there supposed to be some type of innuendo behind that?"
Emily mentally face palmed, "Well...Maria wasn't supposed to have sex...doctors orders, but she basically that night said 'fuck it!' they had their own room, so...oh and everyone else went out somewhere else to eat."
"Again..sounds like Maria...why can't you do that after a miscarriage? Sorry i'm an idiot, my expertiese is hacking. Not that stuff."
Emily put her head in her hands, "Do we need to have a health class right now? Obviously you didn't pay attention_"
"I dropped out at sixteen."
Emily sighed, this was not the type of conversation she wanted to have.
"After a miscarriage, you're more fertile, and there's a risk of infection and more damage being caused if someone gets pregnant right away, and so the doctors generally wanted Maria to wait until one...maybe two period cycles to make sure that she healed fine, but that was only if she and Steve were going to try again, but usually within two weeks you can have sex again. Does that make sense?" Emily asked, her voice sounding almost as though she was talking to a third grader.
Skye rolled her eyes, "Yes, that makes sense! Now, tell Maria that what she's been through, especially the miscarriage, was not her fault, and neither was yours so don't bag on yourself for it!"
Emily smiled, "I'll try to keep that in mind. So, you've heard enough about me and my family, but what about you? I know about you and Grant, but what about your life?"
Skye sighed, "Not really much to tell. My dad is obviously Coulson, and he put me in that orphanage, but they gave me the god awful name Mary-Sue...Don't laugh at that! But he put me in the orphanage to protect me...or it was my mother. I was the oldest child at the orphanage, and my mother died last year in a supposed car accident. Of course you know that I dated Marco, and after he left me I bought a van from a friend of mine and lived in it for awhile and now i'm here."
"How'd you find out he was your dad?"
Skye shrugged, "Marco was pointing a gun at my head...great way to find out Coulson's my dad, alright." She said nonchalantly, turning as Fitz came in.
"What're you two ladies talking about?" He asked, sitting down next to Emily.
"Oh you know...just girl stuff...periods and bras and that crap." Emily said, shrugging.
Fitz looked at his watch .
"Oh look at the time! I've got to go help Simmons fix a lap top and run those tests on the bullets from Barnes guns." He said, not giving time to explain why they still hadn't run those tests as he got up and raced back down in the direction of the lab as Skye and Emily laughed and continued talking as if nothing happened.
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