Based on events during Episode 7x12 of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D

Daisy was the one to break the silence. 'W-well that's the final straw, then, isn't it? We need to find a way to stop this timeline, or-or reset everything, or…well, just something!'

'I-I mean…I'd have thought…you not being born would be the final straw…?' Daniel said, raising an eyebrow at her.

'This is bigger than just me,' Daisy said agitatedly. 'The whole of S.H.I.E.L.D. is being destroyed out there.'

'We don't know that for sure, the system might be wrong,' Mack said, sounding desperate; he was in denial, and Daniel could hardly blame him.

'And if it isn't? This will change everything,' Daisy said, panic-stricken, as she looked across at Mack. 'I can't even begin to imagine the consequences for all the shit that goes down in our time if S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't exist to stop it…Mack, we need to go back to 1931. Stop all this from ever happening.'

'Daisy, we can't, you know that. The time drive stopped working, and even then it was only programmed to follow the Chronicoms,' Mack said in defeat, 'we can't control it ourselves, we can't go back to the past-'

But Daisy cut over him in earnest. 'Well we've gotta try something! This can't be it. We're not giving up. We'll get Simmons and Deke back, and they'll figure out a way to get the original timeline back. It's the only way out of this,' she said, breathing heavily as she stared out of the cockpit window into the Chronicoms' ship hangar, before turning around to face Daniel. 'And no, that doesn't mean we'll be leaving you in 1955 to die. I would never let that happen.'

A small smile fell on Daniel's lips. 'I know.'

Nodding, Daisy then got up from her seat; Daniel straightened up as well as she turned to leave the cockpit. 'Now come on…there's no point in sitting around waiting. If they're coming for us, they're coming for us. Might as well get ready for it,' she said bracingly, and she turned to Mack, who was unresponsive. 'Mack. You with us?'

There was a moment of silence, but then eventually Mack caught up with what she had said. He looked up and gave her and Daniel both a shaky nod. Daniel gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, wishing there was more he could do; as Director, Mack was clearly feeling the loss extremely hard after what had just happened to the S.H.I.E.L.D. bases back on the planet.

Figuring that the Chronicoms or Malick would be soon gathering outside the Quinjet doors to either take them in or kill them, the three of them quickly went to fetch their weapons to prepare. Mack had brought multiple guns and even knives in his bag; he lent Daniel one of the latter, which Daniel stuffed in his belt in case he ran out of bullets or lost his guns. While Mack loaded his shotgun axe – yes, Daniel did a double take and had to check for certain that the firearms in Mack's hands was indeed both a shotgun and an axe – Daniel sidled up to Daisy, both guns she'd packed for him already held out in his hands.

'Are you all right?' he asked, surprised by how reserved she seemed now as they got ready for the inevitable attack. 'You seem quite…calm…considering what just-'

'What just happened out there isn't gonna stick, because we won't let it,' Daisy interrupted firmly, checking her gauntlets were fitted onto her forearms properly. 'We'll fix the timeline. I know we will.'

Daniel nodded. He believed in her, even if what she was saying was both unrealistic and overly optimistic, considering their current predicament.

Sensing that Daisy wanted a change of subject, Daniel then took another step towards her tentatively. 'So…what do I call you now? There are so many options…Agent Johnson, Quake, now I hear Mack calls you 'Tremors'…'

Daisy turned slowly to face him, her eyes and lips smiling at him slightly in spite of how worked up she was feeling deep inside. 'You know, another nickname I had for a while was 'Destroyer of Worlds',' she said, matching his playful tone. 'Deke's from a different timeline where I kinda quaked the entire planet apart. We stopped that timeline from ever happening, don't worry.'

''Destroyer of Worlds',' Daniel said thoughtfully, frowning as he considered it. 'Is it weird that I find that…?'

He trailed off awkwardly, knowing from Daisy's raised eyebrows that he didn't need to finish his sentence; they both knew what he meant.

'Yes. Very,' Daisy replied, a hint of a smirk on her face; she was still alarmed by this new flirty side of him.

'A hell of a lot better than 'Quake', you gotta admit,' Daniel said with a tilt of his head.

'Oh, really?' Daisy said, stepping closer to him. 'Well-'

'Come on, you two, focus,' Mack interrupted sharply with a roll of his eyes; Daisy and Daniel jumped apart as he walked between them to face the Quinjet doors. 'They may be waiting out there for us, but we sure ain't going down without a fight, you got that?'

'Absolutely, sir,' Daniel replied, pleased to see that Mack was recovering from the initial shock of the Chronicoms' attack on the S.H.I.E.L.D. bases.

Mack frowned at him exasperatedly. 'Sousa, just drop the formalities already, will you?'

'Got it. Mack,' Daniel added hastily, and Daisy's lips twitched.

'Good. Now they'll be expecting us to hide, but we're not gonna give them that satisfaction,' Mack said firmly, glancing between them both as they stood there looking at the doors. 'We'll be ready for them…whether it's Malick and Garrett from the Z1 below…or those Chronicom nut-jobs from out there.'

'Do you really think they'll be expecting us to hide from them though?' Daniel said, frowning. 'I mean…they must have known we'd come in the first place – they pulled us in, they were expecting us. We didn't exactly have the element of surprise like we wanted.'

'W-well we don't know that,' Daisy said, 'they might have only brought Z1 up here to bring Malick on board, not because they saw us landing on top…'

'But Sybil can tell the future, and she knows us. She can predict what we'll do, like you say,' Daniel said, his brow furrowed in concern.

'But that's the whole point, that's why we didn't act predictably,' Daisy said, a hint of desperation in her voice. 'I abandoned my sister-'

'-For Jemma, though. Sybil might have foreseen that,' Daniel pointed out, and Daisy's face fell slightly. 'And I didn't act unpredictably at all.'

'Wh-what do you mean?' Daisy asked, her heartrate quickening slightly.

'Well…I followed you,' Daniel replied, and as he met her gaze, Daisy's parted lips smiled for the briefest of moments.

Suddenly remembering that Mack was stood there between them, Daisy blinked rapidly and shook her head. 'But those are decisions we made with our emotions, not with our heads. That's why it goes against these stupid…character profiles she'll have assumed for us based on the projections.'

'Exactly, Chronicoms don't understand matters of the heart,' Mack interjected.

'Pretty deep, Mack,' Daisy said with raised eyebrows, and he shrugged.

'What about Enoch?' Daniel pointed out.

'Okay, except Enoch,' Mack said, sighing deeply. 'Now, weapons out. They're most likely already out there waiting to ambush us.'

'Who? Malick, Garrett, or the Chronicom Hunters?' Daniel asked, raising his eyebrows.

Mack gave Daisy an awkward sideways glance. 'Uh…yes,' he replied.

Daniel barely refrained from rolling his eyes. 'Great,' he said, holding out his guns as they waited for the Quinjet doors to open and the enemy to come barging in.

They stood there in a line, Daisy with her arms outstretched, ready to fire out shockwaves with her gauntlets at a moments' notice, Mack with his shotgun axe at the ready, and Daniel with his two guns held out. It was so pathetic that it might have even looked amusing, if it weren't for the fact that the enemy was most likely waiting for them on the other side of the Quinjet's doors, with an entourage of Inhuman powers and deadly Chronicom weapons. The tense silence as they waited soon got unbearable.

'Is it possible they're on the other side doing the exact same thing?' Daniel asked them both awkwardly, after a while.

Daisy and Mack glanced at each other; he had a valid point. With a heavy heart, Mack crossed over to the wall and slammed his hand against the button to release the Quinjet doors; they might as well get this over with, after all.

The doors slowly slid open with a loud hiss, to reveal…nothing.

Daisy, Daniel and Mack all looked at each other in surprise. They had been expecting someone from Malick's crew to be there at the very least; there was no way that they wouldn't have heard or seen the Quinjet landing on top of them after all. But there was no one waiting for them. No Chronicoms, no Inhumans, nothing.

They took a few tentative steps forward.

'Could it be a trap?' Daniel asked quietly.

'I'm not sure,' Mack murmured.

Daisy raised her eyebrows. 'Only one way to find out,' she said, and she led the way out onto the Zephyr; Daniel couldn't help smiling as he followed her.

They headed first to the command bridge on their tiptoes, weapons held upright. The whole place was plunged in darkness. Daisy found a dead body – someone from Malick's crew, she assumed – but other than that it was completely empty. They then split up, keeping deadly silent, to check the rest of the Zephyr, only to find that the bunks, the L.M.D. lab, the medical bay, the kitchen, the bathrooms, the living space, and the loading bay were all empty.

Once they had determined that they were alone on the Zephyr, Mack headed back to the command bridge to remove the dead body and scan the Chronicom ship that they had been pulled into, to see if they could trace where Jemma and Deke had been moved to. Although their friends weren't here, it was somewhat reassuring to know that Malick and the Chronicoms mustn't have traced or noticed Daisy, Daniel and Mack when they landed; they still had the element of surprise – for now, at least.

Still feeling rather despondent at the lack of Jemma and Deke, Daisy took another quick look around the aircraft to see if she could find any clues as to what had happened. But there were no traces at all.

What happened here? Where did they take them?

Daisy knew that Mack needed her in the command bridge, but she didn't want him to see her so consumed with worry like this. She paused in the equipment room; she needed to take a moment. She leant against the healing chamber and closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on taking deep breaths…in and out…in and out…

And then there was a gentle tap on the wall.

'Hey,' Daniel said quietly.

A slight smile had appeared on Daisy's face before she even opened her eyes. She looked up at him stood in the open doorway, knowing that there was no point in putting on any kind of mask or pretending that she was truly all right. His expression was soft, tender, full of understanding and sympathy. She was so glad he was here, and yet she hated herself for thinking something so selfish, when she knew his very presence here put his life at terrible risk. The chances of them all getting out of this Chronicom hangar alive were extremely low, after all.

'Hey,' she murmured, her voice quiet and resigned.

'We'll find them,' Daniel said softly.

Daisy forced herself to nod. 'I hope so,' she said, her voice tremoring slightly as she tried to smile at him.

There was a comfortable silence as Daisy looked down at her feet, the only sound in the room that of her deep breathing. Daniel took a few steps forward, and Daisy fiddled with her gauntlets nervously as she watched his eyes fall on the healing chamber behind her. She thought of what Jemma had told her, how worried Daniel had been when Daisy had first gone in the chamber, how he'd insisted on staying by her side, how he'd sat there every time she went back in there just to make sure she was all right. She wondered if he was almost as traumatised by the sight of that chamber now as she was.

'I haven't been in this room since the time loops,' Daisy said, clearing her throat slightly as she looked around the small room. 'It's strange.'

'Must be,' Daniel said, frowning bemusedly as he looked around as well.

'Y-you were always over there when I woke up, sat in that chair,' Daisy murmured, before she had time to think about it, and she kept her eyes fixed firmly on that steel chair as she felt Daniel's captivated gaze turn to her. 'Every time it reset. You were so damn tired but…you always asked why I was out of bed and…if I needed help and…'

She trailed off and smiled fondly to herself, lost in memory.

'When people like you run into those walls, you should have someone there to pick you back up.'

'And you…you like to…be that…someone?'

'Not for everyone.'

She remembered how she'd almost started to cry when he'd said those last three words. She hadn't been used to people caring about her, specifically her, so unconditionally…at least, not without hurting her or ending up dead. Daisy looked back up at him now and knew that, time loop or no time loop, those words had still been spoken. He had meant them, and he felt them right now.

Daniel couldn't quite make out the look in Daisy's eyes as he gazed over at her, but it intrigued him. His lips parted slightly as he slowly closed the distance between them, and he could practically feel her heartbeat matching the rapid rate of his own as he approached. He swallowed nervously as he gazed at her, wondering whether he dared reach out to hold her hand.

'What else did I do?' he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.

His tone was more curious than playful; Daisy could tell that he genuinely wanted to know what it was that must have happened between them in those stolen moments that time forgot. She gazed up at him from under her eyelashes, and her heart skipped a beat; he was stood almost as closely to her as he had been right after she'd kissed him in the time loops, with that same look on his face. Daisy felt the slightest of smiles flicker briefly on her face as his fingers brushed lightly against the back of her hand. She realised then that their faces had got closer…her eyes fell to his lips… –

'Daisy. Can you get in here?' came Mack's voice from the comms, making both Daisy and Daniel jump away from each other at once. 'I could do with some help getting this scanner up and running.'

Speechless, Daisy leaned away from Daniel, gave him a flustered look as she tried (but failed) not to smile, then dashed off to help Mack. Heart still racing, Daniel stayed there in the equipment room for a moment, dazed, before turning and following her.

Luckily, Daisy had stopped blushing by the time she and Daniel joined Mack on the command bridge, and after merely a few seconds tapping away on the control panel, she managed to get the scanner set up. The three of them converged to survey the monitor; on the screen they could make out hundreds of blue heat signatures on the vast Chronicom ship surrounding them.

'That's a lot of Chronicoms,' Mack said darkly, as they all stared in horror at the screen.

Daisy sighed helplessly as she typed away on the control panel. 'We just have to find…there,' she said, as the screen moved to a different area of the ship, and her eyes lit up with hope slightly. 'Now, you see how those two are warmer?'

Daniel could see; the heat signatures of the two life forms were orange rather than blue, and they seemed to be being held in some sort of cell, according to the ship's layout mapped out on the screen.

'I'm pretty sure that's Simmons and Deke,' Daisy said, feeling relieved: they're alive.

But then Daniel frowned as he spotted a similar orange heat signature showing up at the other end of the screen, a few levels up on a different corner of the ship. 'What about that one, there?' he asked.

Daisy's heart sank as she zoomed in. 'Kora,' she whispered.

Mack looked at her in concern; having a twisted, volatile member of Daisy's biological family on board would no doubt complicate the mission in ways he didn't want to imagine. 'How'd she get up here?'

But Daisy shook her head. 'I don't care. She's not gonna stop me from getting back Simmons,' she said determinedly, straightening up.

'And Deke,' Mack added.

'Sure.'

'So…how are we gonna do this?' Daniel asked, exhaling deeply.

'Well they don't know we're here, so I'll infiltrate the ship and I'll bring them back,' Daisy said, in a tone that said there was no room for debate on this.

A moment passed as Mack and Daniel both looked at her. Daniel knew from the look in her eyes that there was no point in questioning her or trying in any way to stop her. And he also knew deep down, despite how worried he was for her, that she was right. She was far stronger than either him or Mack. She could handle this on her own.

'Okay,' Mack said in resignation, nodding.

Daisy nodded back at him, swallowing nervously. She was grateful that neither he or Daniel protested; she could do without an argument before running headlong into a fight. But she couldn't meet Daniel's gaze, because she knew that if her eyes met his she would either want to stay here with him or ask him to come with her, and she could do neither of those things. There was a good chance that she could die out there, or at least that she would be captured and never come back. They all knew that.

'I'll figure out a way to get the hangar doors open,' Mack said. 'Seems they're our only way out.'

'I can help with that,' Daniel said, looking at Mack, who gave him an appreciative nod.

Daisy flashed him the briefest of smiles, grateful that he wasn't doing what he usually would have done by insisting that he come with her. She could tell he knew that he would only get in the way if he came with her; she would have spent the whole time preoccupied trying to keep Daniel safe from any attacking Chronicoms (or Inhumans), thereby compromising the mission. She appreciated how difficult it must be for him to go against his instinct and let her walk off into danger alone, but it only made her appreciate him even more. He could be useful to Mack by helping defend the Zephyr and work on their escape plan; he would be good at that.

'Great,' Daisy said, nodding. 'I'll be back.'

She looked at Daniel; he gazed back at her and nodded nervously. Their eyes lingered, a million things unsaid passing between them in that brief moment, before Daisy forced herself to turn away, as if embarrassed that she was revealing too much of how she really felt. It was the first time since they'd met that Daniel was choosing not to follow her, because he knew that that wasn't what she wanted, and she was grateful…but it didn't mean that it didn't pain both of them.

The moment she looked away, Daniel frowned to himself, wondering if perhaps he should have said something, if he'd just messed up his last chance to talk to her. The problem was, if he opened his mouth to speak before she went out to do this unspeakably dangerous thing, he was worried that he would end up pouring his heart out, and that was certainly not what she needed right now.

Daisy picked up one of the small tablets from the control panel and connected it to the monitor, so that she could follow the ship's map and find Jemma and Deke by tracing their heat signatures. While her device beeped as she hopped down from the steps and Mack bent down to the control panel to work on a solution to the hangar doors, Daniel stared ahead of him for a moment, seeing nothing.

His face was utterly torn. He didn't know what to say or do. He couldn't just let her leave like this. He knew Daisy's type; she was the kind of person who would try to save anyone and everyone without a second thought for herself, whatever it took. She could get hurt out there, or worse. During the war, he'd experienced fellow soldiers being brutally taken from him in the blink of an eye, with no time to prepare for it and no time to mourn afterwards. He could still vividly remember how he'd felt during those harrowing years whenever he'd lost a companion out there on the battlefield…all those regrets…the things he should have said, the things he could have done. And now it was happening all over again…only, in a spaceship filled with killer robots and psychopaths with superpowers, with the woman he'd fallen for heading straight to the slaughter.

It was no use. He couldn't hold it in any longer.

Without realising what he was doing, Daniel looked up and called after her.

'Daisy.'

Daisy's heart leapt as she looked up from her portable tracking device and turned back to face him. 'Yeah?'

Daniel had stepped down from the control panel and was walking towards her with purpose. There was a look of raw emotion in his eyes that made Daisy's heart race as he closed the distance between them in a few short strides.

There were so many things he wanted to say to her; how he wanted to wish her good luck even though he knew she didn't need it because she was amazing, how he would be thinking of her the whole time they would be apart and pray for her safe return, how much she had come to mean to him in the short amount of time they'd known each other, how much he wanted to ask her if she would like to go out on a date with him when all this was over, how much he would like her to be a part of his new start in life.

But then as he reached her Daniel hesitated ever so slightly, the words failing him as he met Daisy's gaze, and everything he wanted to say left his mind as instead he grabbed her waist, leaned in and kissed her. It was a kiss that stunned Daniel possibly even more than Daisy herself. It was a kiss that said: 'do what you need to do, but come back to me'. It was a kiss that meant the world to them both.

When Daisy pulled away, she gazed up at him in surprise, unable to keep the huge smile off her face. Not so much of a square, after all.

He had that look in his eyes again, the same look that he'd had right after he had kissed her back in the equipment room during the time loops…smouldering, yet dazed and tender, as if he couldn't believe she was real, as if he were trying to memorize every detail of her face. But this was no time loop. There was no resetting this now, and no forgetting for either of them. Daniel had taken the leap in crossing that bridge for both of them, and there was no going back. And it thrilled Daisy to bits. She was so happy, and it alarmed her; she wasn't used to this feeling at all, but she liked it. She liked it very much.

Unable to help herself, Daisy tipped her head up and brought her smiling lips back to his, looping her arm around his neck to rest on his shoulder.

When they broke apart, she leaned away from him slightly with an embarrassed sort of smile on her face as she looked at him and cleared her throat lightly. Daniel had been so relieved by her response, but then noticed that there seemed to be tears forming in her eyes. To her surprise, Daisy didn't mind that he could see that. She had been emotionally closed off for years just to protect herself from more heartbreak, but now she had found the courage to be vulnerable around this wonderful man, and she wasn't afraid to admit that it made her almost want to cry. She had tried to downplay her feelings for Daniel – to herself, and especially to the others who had noticed – because she was terrified of how strong her feelings had become in such a short space of time, and that he wasn't on the same page. But now she knew for sure, and her face was filled with happiness and relief.

Daniel gazed at her in wonder, as if unable to process what had just happened. 'Didn't know I was gonna do that,' he said softly, a tender smile on his face, as she removed her hand from his shoulder.

He sounded so dazed and almost embarrassed with himself, as if he were apologising for overstepping. It only made Daisy's heart swell even more; her giddiness and joyful smile seemed to only make him more stunned, as if he couldn't understand why she had fallen so fast and so hard for him.

'I'm glad you did,' Daisy said, nodding and smiling at him, her eyes still watering ever so slightly.

Daniel nodded, a soft smile falling briefly on his face, before his eyes and brow creased in concern. There was a sense of relief acknowledged between them, and yet also a sense of: 'now what'? That kiss had only made Daniel fall even deeper, and he didn't want to say goodbye. He didn't want to let her go out there to face Malick and the Chronicoms on her own, yet he knew he had to. And it felt like the hardest thing he had ever had to do.

'Um…I'll see you when I get back,' Daisy said, knowing that he needed reassuring, and her heart skipped a beat giddily as she thought of what could happen when they reunited.

'Yeah,' Daniel murmured, removing his hand from her waist, and sincerely hoping that that hadn't been a kiss goodbye.

'Okay.'

Grinning to herself giddily, still hardly able to believe what had just happened, Daisy turned and left the command bridge to exit the Zephyr, suddenly filled with more confidence and determination at rescuing Jemma and Deke than ever.

His heart still racing and his stomach filled with butterflies, Daniel turned back around and hesitated for a fraction of a second as he looked up at Mack, who was focussed on the control panel and the screen ahead, saying nothing. Daniel had completely forgotten that Mack had been right there, able to see everything. A little flustered, Daniel went back up the stairs to stand beside Mack and see what he could do to help. There was a short silence as Mack tapped away at the control panel and looked up to survey the monitors. And then, finally, Mack spoke.

'Impressive,' he murmured.

'Thank you,' Daniel replied, because it was all he could think to say.

If he admitted it to himself, he was also impressed by how well that had gone. It had been a huge impulsive risk to kiss Daisy like that, but it seemed to have paid off well and even given Daisy a boost. Daniel rarely felt pleased with himself, but right now, he saw no problem in enjoying the moment rather than dwell on the many terrible possibilities of what could happen to Daisy once she stepped foot onto the Chronicom ship.

'Seriously, you got game, my friend,' Mack said admirably, as he grinned slyly at Daniel.

Daniel turned to him, his cheeks reddening slightly. 'Game?' he said, confused. 'What…?'

'Oh, doesn't matter,' Mack said, chuckling, and as he turned back to the control panel he paused and smiled to himself. 'I've never really seen her like that before.'

'Like what?' Daniel asked.

Mack turned to him. 'Happy,' he replied simply.

Daniel felt his shoulders relax at Mack's words, but his smile faded as he looked back towards the command bridge exit, where Daisy had left. He wondered if she made it across the hangar by now, if she had managed to evade capture. There would be guards everywhere, he was sure of it. Would she be able to get through them, or would they have already taken her in?

Mack sighed sympathetically as he leaned towards Daniel. 'Hey. I know how you feel. Every time Yo-Yo goes out there on the field, she doesn't hesitate to put her life at risk just to save someone else, and it scares the hell out of me. But it's also why I love her,' Mack said, a fond smile on his face. 'The waiting and the worrying, though…it's the worst part. But you don't need to worry about Daisy. I know those are just words that'll probably mean nothing to you, but…you haven't seen the things she's been put through these past few years, all the things she's survived. She'll come through…'cause she always does.'

Daniel felt a hopeful smile appear on his lips. 'Well I would expect nothing less from someone called 'Quake',' he said, making Mack laugh. 'Thank you, Mack. Really.'

They smiled at each other. Mack clapped him on the shoulder, and Daniel hoped he knew just how sincere he was when he'd said that. Without Mack's encouragement, Daniel would probably have never had the courage to make his move with Daisy earlier. And without Mack's reassurance now, Daniel was pretty sure that he would already have succumbed to his concerns and ran after Daisy in a blind panic.

His eyes turned to the screen; he could see that a new orange heat signature had popped up, walking through one of the corridors on the lower levels. He sighed in relief; Daisy had made it through the hangar and successfully into the main part of the ship, at least.

The screen then suddenly went black and flashed back to life in quick succession, but the layout of the ship and everyone's heat signatures were no longer visible: instead against a white background was a woman, with black hair styled in an incredibly short bob, with a message for them:

'Did you really think you could sneak onto one of my ships?'

'Is that Sybil?' Daniel asked worriedly.

Mack nodded heavily, and frowned. 'Well, you gotta admit, you didn't see that coming,' he said, staring at the screen.

'I'll grant that your appearance is a statistical improbability,' Sybil said reasonably, 'but whatever advantage you hoped to gain is irrelevant. I didn't see you coming because it is meaningless. You're too late. Every S.H.I.E.L.D. base has been destroyed. The war is over. And you've lost.'

The screen went to black and a tense silence fell as both Daniel and Mack stared at the monitors, at a loss with what to do. Sybil was one step ahead of them, as always. They were too late to save S.H.I.E.L.D.. The situation was hopeless.

But what scared Daniel the most – more so even than the realisation that the planet was soon going to be lost to an army of deadly body-snatching robots – was that the Chronicoms and Malick knew one thing that Daniel had prayed they would never find out.

They knew that Daisy was on board the ship.