Fifteen
You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
It's the morning of your very first day
Skye knows exactly what she is doing, and why she is doing it (she is infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D. to find her parents, nothing more, nothing less), but it's still strange, and somewhat uncomfortable.
In her plans, she was just going to go in, do her task, then disappear, once and for all, never looking back. For the lack of better word, she was going to use S.H.I.E.L.D., selfishly, for her own gain.
But she didn't think of something – she didn't think of the people she would meet during this mission of hers. Because all these agents around her, of whom she only wanted to think of as tools, government machines in dark suits, are actually people. And on the top of it, nice people.
The boss, Coulson, is like a good teacher – kind, smart, a good listener, understanding, but can be strict and even scary when needed. The pilot, May, is stoic and distant and deadly, but Skye can still see that she cares. Ward is all tough and angry and acts like he would rather be anywhere but here, but she has seen him smile, which was one, a damn great sight, and two, it told her that he is more than what he shows of himself to the world. The two scientists, Fitz and Simmons, are like little, overly eager puppies, always there, always excited, always curious. They are about as cute, too.
And no matter what her real goal here is, she can't help but like them. Because they are nice and kind and accepting, welcoming her (more or less) with open arms. Because they are willing to get to know her, inviting her into their world.
And it's like the first day of a new school all over again – she wants them to like her.
(Even though she knows it can only end in heartbreak.)
