I'm so sorry it's been so long; I've been so busy with school starting up again and a little down after the ending of AoS. It was a good ending but I miss Daisy and the team so, so much ,(
Anyways, I've got some inspiration and I'd love to share it with you all :)
WARNING: Heavy, heavy topics in this chapter!!XxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
It was a simple decision. There weren't any other options and besides, who cared about the consequences?
She was disposable. She didn't matter.
She could do anything and the consequences wouldn't matter unless they hurt someone else.
After she ate the broth May brought to her, Daisy snuck into the cockpit area of the Zephyr to listen to Coulson and May's conversation. Piper, Davis, Mack, and Yo-Yo were in the lab talking over Davis's findings about Fitz.
"We can't just send any of us in," May said to Coulson. "Just because we know Fitz's and Aida's location doesn't mean we're invincible. Aida has a flaming hate for every single one of us and won't hesitate to kill us."
"We can't just be cowards, May," Phil said to his lover.
"And we can't be cowboys, either," May snapped at him, crossing her arms over her chest and tapping her foot.
After a silent moment, Phil sighed. "How are the girls?"
May let out a deep sigh, dropping her hands to her sides and shaking her head in dismay. "Simmons is alright, she's fallen asleep. I think Daisy has as well. But..." She sighed again. "...she needs her meds. She's getting those urges again. Being in there, the Framework, I- It wasn't good for her."
"No doubt. It wasn't good for any of us."
"She wasn't good to begin with. I feel like I can't take my eyes off her for a single second, or she'll go out and do something stupid that leaves her hurt."
"Well, then we have to keep a watch on her. Mack is going to be..."
Seeing that they wouldn't give her any useful information, Daisy snuck away from the cockpit and made her way to the lab. She tried to be covert but ultimately didn't succeed; the lab is full of glass doors and windows.
The agents in the room gave Daisy their signature look of pity. The women knitted their eyebrows, but none of them spoke; they didn't seem to know what to say.
Finally, Mack said, "Tremors, I thought you were resting."
Daisy stepped into the room, crossing her arms and leaning against the table. "I was." She tried to plaster on a smile but succeeded only in biting her top lip. "I feel better now."
Elena furrowed her brow, looking Daisy up and down dubiously. "Uh huh, yeah."
Mack approached his friend, putting a hand on her shoulder. "What can we do for you?"
Daisy shrugged away from Mack. "You all don't have to end your conversation just when I enter. I'm not a kid."
"We know," Yo-Yo said.
"Then don't treat me like one."
"We aren't," Mack chimed.
Daisy shook her head and sighed, defeated. She scoffed. "Just—where is Fitz?"
The four other agents eyed each other, and Davis clicked his tongue as he looked from his computer screen to Daisy then back to his computer screen.
Angry when no one responded, Daisy marched up to Davis's computer and practically shoved the man out of the way to see the screen. She scowled a moment later. "We're already here?!"
Piper nodded. "We're cloaked, so we're just staying here until the Director decides what to do next."
Daisy shook her head in dismay. "Whatever. I'm going back to my bunk."
"You do that, chica," Yo-Yo said, thinking Daisy was just acting grumpy from her lack of sleep.
The agents were too preoccupied to notice when Daisy snuck out of bunk a few minutes later and when she took her Quake suit and a tracking tablet from the armory.
Nodding in solidarity with herself, Daisy took a deep breath before slipping out the side door of the Zephyr and hopping down onto the top of the building below.
Just as she was expecting, Daisy landed on top of a large skyscraper in a big city; presumably an apartment complex. She squinted against the wind as she staggered on her achy limbs toward the door to the elevator.
Daisy had no idea what she was walking into. She didn't know Fitz's state, and, hell, she didn't know whether Aida would murder her right when she walked in the door. She hoped the robot bitch wouldn't, not because she wanted to stay alive, but because she wanted to save Fitz before she died.
Quaking the door open, Daisy made her way down the flights of stairs, watching the tablet in her hands as she tried to locate her friend. She finally made it to the correct floor and stormed toward the apartment, quaking the door open.
She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but whatever she saw was completely unexpected. Aida and Fitz were kissing. On the lips.
The moment of shock wore off when she saw how disgusted Fitz was from the gesture of affection. Clearly it was a one-way kiss. The man pulled away from her, backing up and running into the couch behind him. He held his hands up in defense.
"Stay-Stay away from me, you—" he stammered, his voice shaky from shock.
Daisy didn't let it escalate any further. She shot her hand up and quaked Aida to the floor. She stormed toward her friend, letting adrenaline numb her sore legs. She grabbed Fitz's arm.
"Fitz, are you okay?!" she asked, knitting her eyebrows as she looked him up and down.
Fitz swallowed and nodded. "She tried to get me to be her b-boyfriend and she wanted me to help her with scien— DAISY! WATCH OUT!" he screamed as Aida pulled out a gun. Luckily, Daisy reacted quickly enough to dive out of the way as Aida pulled the trigger. Daisy groaned from on the floor. It didn't feel good for her sore muscles to move so quickly like that. Fitz rushed over to Aida to try and quell her.
"P-Please, Aida, I—" he stuttered, moving shaky hands around to try and coax the gun out of her hands. The android wouldn't listen; she aimed her gun at the girl curled on the floor.
But before she could pull the trigger this time, Fitz gasped as he watched three holes bore into Aida's chest, each one accompanied by a loud bang. As the android fell backwards into the floor and her synthetic blood spilled out, he whipped his head around to see Mack, Yo-Yo, and May in the doorway, Mack's gun still raised. A few feet away, Daisy had emptied the minimal contents of her stomach. There went the broth.
Mack and Yo-Yo ran toward Aida while May rushed toward her surrogate daughter. She grabbed the girl's arm and yanked her to her feet, making Daisy wince.
"The hell is wrong with you?!" May hissed, shaking Daisy to get her attention. Daisy opened her eyes and upon seeing them May immediately regretted being so harsh on her. The girl's eyes were filled with regret, sadness, and exhaustion. And Daisy's eyes always, always had an aura of innocence. Right now was no exception. May sighed. "You can't leave us like that," she said quietly. She looked into Daisy's eyes, swallowing the lump in her throat. "I thought you were going to..." It took everything she had not to let her voice break at that moment. "...I thought you had left to end your life."
That hurt Daisy's heart and even more regret flooded her system. She didn't even think about how her actions would affect May. She shook her head. "N-No, May, I wasn't—"
"Oh, thank God," May muttered, finally giving in and pulling Daisy into a tight embrace. She held Daisy's head and rubbed her back in soothing circles.
This wasn't something that usually happened with May, and it caught Daisy off-guard. She rarely ever gave hugs; the only time Daisy could remember was when Lincoln first died and she had fallen over while she was trying to get a drink of water. It wasn't intended to be a hug but as May helped her up, it turned out to be.
Pulling away from the embrace, May turned stern again as she grabbed Daisy's arm, pulling her out of the apartment and keeping her grip on her all the way up to the roof and toward the Zephyr. Daisy wanted to check on Fitz and watch them put Aida in the containment module but May just kept dragging her. Where, she didn't know.
Eventually May brought Daisy to her bunk, practically shoving her onto the bed.
"Let me see your arms," she ordered matter-of-factly.
"May, I didn't..." Daisy sighed. She knew the drill by now. Sighing again, she unzipped her jacket and took it off, setting it on the foot of her bed. She flipped her arms over to show the undersides and let May see.
The older woman took Daisy's hand in hers, gently running her fingers down the length of each of her arms as she carefully inspected them. She squinted to make sure no new scars were present. It would have made Daisy uncomfortable, had she not been so used to this process already.
Satisfied, May let go of Daisy's arms. The girl pulled them against her own chest as she curled her legs into a criss-cross position.
"Are you hurt?"
Daisy shook her head.
"Are you okay?"
A moment of hesitation.
Daisy shook her head once more.
"Yeah, thought so," May whispered as she seated herself on the bed next to Daisy, pushing her body so her back rested against the wall. Daisy looked up at her and May retorted with a wordless nod. Daisy took the cue to scoot closer to the older woman, sitting right next to her as she rested her head on the other woman's shoulder. May wrapped her arm around Daisy, gently stroking her arm as they sat there in silence.
May's presence alone was enough to calm Daisy.
After a few minutes, their little moment was interrupted by a soft, hoarse voice.
"What happened?" asked Jemma, eyeing Daisy's quake suit. She was standing right outside Daisy's bunk. Her hair was messy and unbrushed, and she still wore SHIELD-issue pajamas.
"We got Fitz back," May replied, not bothering to hide the truth from her.
"Is he okay??!" the young woman asked frantically, worried for the love of her life.
May nodded. "He's fine."
Jemma knitted her eyebrows. "I'd better go see him. He needs me. He needs—"
"No," May said sternly. Jemma hadn't even noticed that the woman had stood up and grabbed her arm.
"May—"
"Simmons, he needs time."
Jemma scowled angrily. "May, I'm sure I'm the first person he wants to see right now." She shrugged away from the other woman's hold and continued toward the hangar of the plane.
Sighing and knowing she couldn't stop her, May stepped back into Daisy's bunk and found her lying all the way down, her eyes closed. Knitting her eyebrows at how sweet and innocent the girl looked, May sat down on her bed and put a hand on her head, gently brushing the stray hairs away from her face.
"What are we supposed to do now?" Daisy whisper-mumbled, startling May a tiny bit.
"You mean SHIELD?"
Daisy nodded. "Yeah."
May sighed deeply, running her hands down her own thighs. "Right now we're being painted as terrorists, you know, for owning LMDs."
"Awesome."
"And, well, quite frankly, Daisy, I don't know what's going to happen next. There's no way to know." She sucked in a breath. "I can't tell you what's going to happen next, but I can tell you you're going to be okay. We're going to be okay."
"You- May, you can't—"
"I can, Daisy. You're going to get through this. You're going to start loving yourself, whether you like it or not. You're going to stop putting yourself in harms way and we're going to get through this together. Sure, it may never be the same SHIELD again, but we're still alive. We're still here and that means something. It has to, Daisy, it has to."
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Daisy nodded as she tried to will away the stray tears coming out of her eyes. She sniffled as May gently wiped the tears from her cheek with her thumb.
"I love you, Daisy. Please stay here. Stay with us. If not for you, for the people around you."
Nodding, Daisy allowed her sore and exhausted self to slip into a soft slumber. Finally, she could rest a little easier.
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Thank you for reading! I'd love reviews with requests/suggestions for the next chapter!
Also, I'm hoping to update Medical One-Shots as soon as I rewatch the finale. (I'm going to try to write one about Daisy's recovery from her almost-death) Also, at some point, I'll be doing my third full watch-through and I'll most likely get tons of new ideas for Medical One-Shots as I rewatch all the episodes.
Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW! I miss you all!!! :))