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Violet POV
Violet was still in the sickbay. She felt a happy presence around the place. Something was different. Skye was passing the room and Violet called out,
"Hey, Skye!"
Turning around, Skye answered,
"Hey, Violet! What's up? How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling a lot better," Violet told her, "Why is everyone so happy?"
"Everyone is so happy," Skye replied, "Because we found May's daughter."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Violet beamed, sitting up in her bed.
"What's her name?" She asked.
"Her name is Josephine," Skye answered.
"I'd like to meet her."
"I'll see that you do."
Skye left the room in search of Josephine. She finally found her in May's quarters. They were talking.
"Sorry to interrupt," She interrupted, "Do you mind if I borrow Josephine for a few minutes?"
"Sure," May agreed, getting up off the bed that they were sitting on.
Josephine went with Skye to the sickbay.
"I want you to meet someone," Sky said as they entered the sickbay, "This is my sister, Violet."
"Nice to meet you, Violet," Josephine greeted her, "I'm Josephine."
"It's nice to meet you, too," Violet replied, "Everyone is so happy. Why are you upset?"
Josephine was taken aback.
"How do you know I'm upset?" She asked.
"Because," Violet replied, "I'm empathic."
"Don't you mean, empathetic?"
"No, I mean empathic. I can read emotions."
Josephine glanced at Skye in confusion.
"She can read thoughts and emotions," She responded, "It's weird, I know."
Josephine's eyes grew wide.
"You can read minds?" She asked in awe.
Violet nodded.
"Yes, I can."
"That's... that's pretty cool."
Violet smiled.
"Thank you. Now, why are you upset?"
"I'm upset because Phil doesn't love me anymore. He says he does, but he's lying. He's in love with my mother."
Violet was confused.
"Who's Phil?" She asked.
"Mr. Coulson," Skye supplied.
"I see," Violet said in a very grown up manner.
"Do you love him?" She asked.
"I do."
"I saw it on a TV show once, but I think if you love him, you should let him go."
Josephine sighed.
"I know," She told her, "But I can't. I love him too much."
"Maybe," Skye said gently, "Too much for your own good."
"You're right," Josephine sighed again, "I'll let him go."
The little girl smiled.
"Good," She replied, "You feel better already, don't you?"
Josephine nodded.
"I do feel better."
Violet lit up.
"You wanna hear me sing?" She asked.
Josephine smiled.
"Sure."
"Think of song."
Josephine was confused but did so anyway.
Violet began to sing:
I don't wanna be the one to say goodbye
But I will, I will, I will
I don't wanna sit on the pavement while you fly
But I will, I will, oh yes I will
'Cause maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back around
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
Oh, the only way to really know is to really let it go
Maybe you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back to me
I don't wanna be the first to let it go
But I know, I know, I know
If you have the last hands that I want to hold
Then I know I've got to let them go
'Cause maybe in the future you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back around
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
Oh, the only way to really know is to really let it go
Maybe you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
I still feel you on the right side of the bed
And I still feel you in the blankets pulled over my head
But I'm gonna wash away, oh I'm gonna wash away
Everything till you come home to me
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
In the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back around
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
Oh, the only way to really know is to really let it go
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back around
Maybe in the future, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back
Oh, the only way to really know is to really let it go
Maybe you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back
You're gonna come back to me, you're gonna come back to me
You're gonna come back to me
Josephine smiled.
"Thank you, Violet," She thanked the little girl.
"You're welcome," Violet replied.