A/N: First of all, thank you for the love?! Like hallo, this is so cool. I was not expecting anything with a crossover tbh. I just did this for me. So, the fact that people actually really seem to enjoy this makes me so happy. Thank you for the PM and stuff.

Also, guys if you review with a user you will get a PM from me because I want to thank you, and I want to talk to you. So, take a look in your inboxes! They don't send out email notifications anymore. WHICH IS SO DUMB BTW, so just do that regularly, please. I am sure I'm not the only author who likes to give a real thank you message. I also just like to talk to people. Like that's super fun on its own.

Anyways, enough rambling. Until then, make it a great week and I'll talk to you soon.

S-B

Living in the tower was a slow life compared to one the move. Not that any of them were complaining at all. They had been there for four days now, and most of their days were spent just staying in the tower relaxing. Of course, they were still doing some research and all that, but nothing was really happening on the HYDRA front, so it wasn't like they were needed for anything anyways.

After the gym session with Natasha, the girls had started to go down to the gym once a day. May and Bobbi were helping Jemma and Skye and in the end, they took some energy out on each other while the two others watched.

Fitz and Jemma had now access to one of the corners of the tower's lab which they had been talking about nonstop. And Skye wasn't to complain when she too had gotten a new laptop from the Avengers. A laptop which was way more powerful than the one she had already. They were all treating them so well, and even if they all had things to do on their own, they took the time to hang out with the team. They ate together most evenings and had a movie marathon one night.

The only person that was missing was Natasha and Clint. Clint had gone to a classified location soon after he had gotten home from his mission, while Natasha had just disappeared out of thin air after their small fight session.

This was one of the days where the tower seemed more or less dead where everyone was just doing their thing. Thor had gone to god knew where and the rest of the Avengers were probably going other hero work stuff.

Coulson's team, on the other hand, was used to being on top of each other most of the time and did never really spend any time apart.

It was around 10 pm and the team was sitting in a dark kitchen with multiple pizza boxes between them. Fitz was laughing of a dumb joke Jemma had just told while Skye had Bobbi leaning over her in tears. May did not look too impressed with their childish behavior, but she smiled at Sky still.

Coulson was missing, or not missing, he was out looking for some ice-cream he apparently needed in his life, so it was only them now. But even without him, the atmosphere was nice and calm.

They had landed on staying in the open kitchen living room, room. A big open concept and one of Skye's personal favorites because of the big window that reached around most of the room. The only light source in the room was a dimmed light over the table and the nightlife in New York shining through the big window, but even int the dark she had no problem letting her guard down feeling safe with her team.

Stark had given them access to more or less the whole tower and money from his account to pay for whatever food they needed when the Avengers couldn't join them. It was so generous, but when they had tried to say no they had just said they owed it to SHIELD.

"What do we want to do tomorrow?" Bobbi said trying to kill her laughter as she talked.

"Whatever you want. I think you all deserve some days off this week." May said with a small nod. Skye couldn't help her smile as May said that. Her whole body felt dead and she would love a day off with Jemma and Bobbi. Maybe hang out and go shopping or something.

"Banner has promised me to show something down in the lab this weekend. He told me he had some new gadgets." Fitz said as he dragged a tablet from under the table and showed them a picture. It was a blueprint of some sort, but Skye couldn't tell of what. Not that she actually cared. Jemma, on the other hand, looked very impressed and took the device from out of his hand and studied it carefully.

"Wow, that is incredible. If he can figure out a way to get that generator to work, then we might have a solution to…"

"To the new scanner I designed, yes I know."

Skye rolled her eyes as she watched them speak in each other's mouths.

"You know, you can always show him the pistol. I know weapons aren't Banner's thing but he might have some nice input on the idea of…-"

"Guys… stay quiet for a second." Jemma stopped mid-sentence as Bobbi interrupted her. Skye had no idea what had caught the girl's attention, but both Melinda and Bobbie were currently moving around in their seats as if they were trying to locate something.

"You heard it too?" May's voice was almost a whisper as she turned to Bobbi who whispered back.

"Yes, barely" Jemma threw Skye a look as she slowly handed Fitz his tablet back. Skye was barely able to see anything passed the table, and she had definitely not heard anything.

"What are we looking at?" Skye whispered turning around to try to spot anything. May and Bobbi were both looking towards where Skye knew the door was, not that they could see anything but a small light reflection on the doorframe. She squinted trying to make out if there was anything there, but it really did look empty.

Both May and Bobbie did a dramatic 45 degrees shift in their seats, almost jumping out of their seats in a hurry. This time Skye had heard something too. It had almost been unnoticeable, but it had been there. Like a small exhale.

"Guys?!" Fitz whispered as he turned to Skye with wide eyes. Skye only swallowed hard as she watched Bobbi nod at May as they were making an agreement to move.

Skye slowly moved up from her seat as well, gliding after May and Morse who really just seemed to take a jump of chance as they walked into what conveniently was the darkest corner of the big room.

They were moving very slowly all of them. Bobbi and May were both in a defensive stance as they lead the group. Skye didn't know how to act, but she was ready to at least try to throw a few punches if anything happened. At least she had some sort of shot of doing any kind of damage, unlike Leo and Jemma who was behind her.

"Oh, for god sake!" Jemma swore out as she bumped into the couch. Both May and Bobbi threw her a disgusting look before they stopped. They were both looking at the exact same spot, but it was nothing there. It was literally just black in front of them, surely it was nothing there.

"Jarvis turn on the lights." The second the words slipped off the blond's tongue both her and May fell into an aggressive stance ready to jump whatever was in front of them.

"Oh my god." Jemma's worried and sickened voice filled Skye's head even before her eyes had really adjusted to the light and she made out what was in front of her.

Natasha was laying on the couch sleeping, covered in blood and dirt from her head to toes. She was full-on blacked out sleeping with her hand over a nasty gash in her side with her suit ripped as well. It honestly looked like something had tried to rip part of her body off.

"Jesus, Natasha. Whatever happened to trying to take care of yourself…" May was the first one to shake herself out of shock as she leaned over the sleeping woman and pushed her to lie on her back. "Jemma help me" May continued as she inspected the wound closer.

Skye felt sick as she watched the two trying to get the suit off her, but instead ending cutting part of it off.

"Whatever that mission was, I'll think I pass," Bobbi mumbled as she handed Jemma two gloves from a first aid kid Skye didn't even see her grab.

"Yeah well it isn't as bad as it looks, she stopped the bleeding herself and it is not fatal. She knew that, clearly." Jemma said as she slowly rinsed it.

"Who let her go out alone doing something that would result in this?" Skye motioned to her the whole redhead who was still completely out of it.

She didn't get an answer from any of them and ended up just falling back in a chair as she watched the others look at the injured woman. Skye was well aware Natasha was a light sleeper, so she was surprised she was so out of it.

"That should do it," Jemma said as she backed up from the woman. The wound was covered, and right now it all looked more peaceful than anything. Nothing in the girl's face said she was in any kind of pain which was a relief.

"So, what now. Do we let her sleep?" Bobbi asked as she nodded at the redhead.

"Natasha would probably not want us to move her, but if…" May trailed as she turned around to the redhead again when they all heard a soft moan.

"God, he had a mean punch." Natasha was already in a sitting position and looked at them with a calm look on her face as she was expecting no different. Skye watched the girl look at them with a small smile and Jemma looked like she was going to faint right there and then.

"A… are… are you okay, Romanoff? tried to make sure your…" Jemma stopped as Natasha lifted a hand and looked at her with a soft expression.

"Jemma, please, it's okay. Thank you." Natasha's voice was slow, and they could all tell it was forced, but the look in her eyes told them all that she meant it even if she was hurting.

Skye was expecting her to talk but before that happened the silence got broken when a sharp ringing sound started.

"Really," Natasha mumbled as she shifted to get her phone. She rolled her eyes dramatically when she looked down on the screen before she pushed a button throwing the phone on the other end on the couch, she was on not caring about where it landed.

"Barton, you are on speaker and Coulson's team is here," Natasha said coldly looking at May with a small eye-roll.

"Tasha, where the hell have you been!" Clint's voice was angry, and Skye watched May chuckle. She had never seen the woman do anything close to that before, that the hell.

"Nowhere fun. And tomorrow is not going to be any more fun either. I found this thing. I think it might lead…." Natasha mumbled back with her eyes moving around in the room while she talked slowly as if she was looking at something or trying to locate it. "to where he originated I believe it..-" Clint cut her off mid-sentence.

"So, you don't know what day it is?" Skye watched Natasha stop completely and close her eyes to think. It was like a lightbulb actually turned on in her face as she realized.

"No, no, no. Clint no. I can't, he will kill me if I lose this trail." Natasha was already scrambling forwards to grab her phone and they could see the panic spread in her face.

"And she will also kill you if you don't get" Skye watched the redhead turn off the speaker and bring the phone up to her ear.

"Clint, you know I promised to do this.

I know that. But I.

I mean just because I am injured doesn't mean I can't

Who? This is way too dangerous. I am not sending Maria there. She will get ripped apart.

Well yes, but who will this team b…-

I can barely fly. I almost crashed on my way back. My vision was not good enough for that and I can't get anyone to drop me off like I would on a mission I…

You mean Morse?

I guess yes.

You do realize what it means…

I want to see her too."

Skye looked at the woman who had increased her talking speed by a crazy amount and at this point, none of them had any idea of what was happening in front of them. Skye had caught only a few words and now everything else was just a blur. Or that was until the woman hung up her phone and turned to them and looked at them with a small smile.

"You have all been so kind, but I need to ask all you for a favor?" Skye turned to her team and lifted her eyebrow at them. They all looked just as confused before May nodded slowly.

"I am supposed to be in two places at once. I got a very important clue on an important mission for Steve yesterday but was forced to fall back, but I can't ignore this. May, can you and Coulson please look into this. You will get all of our best men if you need. I just need to get somebody on the case." Natasha said looking at May who just stared at her back.

"You said Hill would get ripped to pieces." Bobbi pointed out. Natasha nodded.

"Yes, alone she would. But you and Coulson together. I mean Maria can go if you would like her too, I guess. But none of you can go alone." Skye turned to her S.O who nodded slowly.

"What will you do?" She said agreeing to Natasha's plan.

"Go home." She answered simply making Skye lift her eyebrow. What did she just say?

The detail exchange had gone ridiculously fast. It seemed like Coulson and May already trusted Natasha enough to just blindly agree to everything she said. Skye knew she was respected in the intelligent community. Either they respected her as the amazing spy and agent she was or the very dangerous assassin she once was. What side, good or bad, didn't matter because she was still The Black Widow, and everyone knew better than to mess with her.

It made her annoyed that Natasha could just boss them around like that and none of them had any say in this at all. Coulson and May were taking over her mission while Bobbi was flying Natasha, Jemma and her to an unknown location while Fitz had to stay back as he might be important for some data. But they didn't know what kind of data, and Natasha didn't give them any room to ask either.

Skye wanted to protest, and she wanted to tell Coulson it was unfair, and this shouldn't be like this. But by the time he came back with this ice cream Natasha had already pitched her idea to May and Coulson didn't question it once. Skye didn't want to say against Natasha. Of course, she didn't. She trusted her, or at least she did before. And questioning her might just push her away. It was confusing and frustrating.

All she knew was that she had packed for a three days leave to somewhere she didn't know, with Bobbi was flying them there. She had no idea what to expect, and Natasha again didn't pay any attention to them as instead filled May and Coulson in on their mission, which seemed odd and scary. And Skye was not happy with any of this.

It was four am in the morning when they walked on the quinjet. Skye wasn't surprised when they found Natasha already in the copilot seat with her eyes closed leaning back into the seat.

Bobbi shrugged before she dropped her bags off in a corner before taking the seat beside the resting agent.

"Guess we have the back for our self then," Skye said slipping down on a seat beside Jemma. "How are you keeping up? Having to patch up Natasha and all that." Skye asked as the plane took off. They had been awake for hours now, and while Skye hadn't had the best day in her life, Jemma had actually had to deal with a down agent. And then get pushed away because Natasha didn't talk to any of them. It had to have been a rollercoaster of emotions and feeling too.

"Fine," Jemma simply answered, and Skye definitely noticed the bitter tone in her voice.

"You sure, because you look kind of tired, Jemma. You can always nap on the flight…"

"I am fine, Skye." Jemma cut her off and Skye only nodded before she turned her attention back at the front of the plane where Bobbi was watching over with Natasha fast asleep.

It seemed they were flying with the sun or moon or whatever, towards the east. Meaning the time almost went backward with the time zone they passed. They were somewhere in the central time zone, so one hour behind. They flew for three hours, meaning when Natasha pointed them downwards it was just over five in the morning and Skye had been awake for 20 hours already.

Despite Jemma telling her she was fine, the woman had fallen asleep only 30 minutes in the air and was leaning on Skye's shoulder.

From her spot, Skye couldn't see much. She could see a hint of something that might resemble the sun on the horizon, but it was mostly black.

"Over there, by the trees. Turn on the cloaking." Skye could hear Natasha said to Morse with a quiet voice as they started to prepare for landing.

"Jem, we're landing," Skye said carefully shaking the sleeping woman softly.

"Hmm. Jem? Didn't know we did at nicknames yet." Jemma said with a small laugh as she stretched her arms, making Skye blush maybe a bit more than necessary.

"Shut up," Skye said as they felt the wheels touch ground softly. Skye unbuckled herself walking over to the pile of bags just beside her. Crazy how much stuff three girls could bring with them for one weekend. Between them, it was at least 7 bags, and Natasha didn't bring anything. You would have thought that three women that usually lived on a plane and were agents and spies didn't have that much belonging, but here they were.

"Do we know where we are anyway?" Jemma asked as she followed her to grab her bags. On her way she threw a look out the window, but all they could see were trees, and not even the scientist cared that much about a tree.

"Nope. Natasha didn't say anything, but at least it doesn't seem too dangerous." Skye said handing Bobbi one of her bags as she walked up to them.

"It's not." Skye turned around just to see Natasha walk up behind her with a small smile. She had dressed herself very casual like, with yoga pants and a hoodie. She had also taken her time to braid her hair, which Skye remembered she did when she was younger too. It didn't seem like she did it as often anymore though, considering all the pictures she had seen of the Black widow consisted of her with loose hair. But this was something completely different. All her walls were down, and she seemed very comfortable and calm as she lowered the ramp.

Skye wasn't sure what she expected, but a big white house and a barn were not on the list. In front of them was an old farm. With fields and forests surrounding them. It was only one road there and she couldn't see any other houses around in the dark, so if it were any, they were fairly far away.

It was only one light source other than Bobbi's torch and that was the light from inside what she was guessing was the living room. She could see a shadow move past the window, and before she could question who it was the front door opened and Clint walked outside.

Skye could see she wasn't the only one who was surprised by that. Bobbi too seemed to be thrown off guard as she almost stopped completely.

"Heya," Clint said with a soft voice taking Natasha into a soft hug while smiling to the rest. Skye watched Natasha pull back before smiling at the rest of the small group. Without saying anything she nodded at the house leading the way with a body language that said she felt very at home with everything.

"You should maybe be a bit careful about where you step now, Nat." Skye almost didn't catch Clint whisper as they all slowly followed the redhead.

Well into the living room already Natasha turned around with a frown.

"Why. She isn't awake, is she?!" Natasha hissed just as Skye noticed another shadow from the kitchen.

"Actually." The shadow soon turned into a person walking into the room. It was a woman about Natasha's height. She had brown long hair framing one the kindest faces Skye had ever seen. With two dark brown eyes, her soft expression was already telling Skye this woman was nothing but kindhearted.

Immediately Natasha walked over to her and Skye watched the woman open her arms to let the redhead hug around her holding her tightly.

"Why are you awake? It's the middle of the night." Natasha mumbled as she pulled back looking at the woman.

"Nat. It's basically morning, and it's not like five is very early for me anyway." Her voice was soft and caring as she slowly let her hand brush away Natasha's red hair.

Skye turned around to the three others lifting an eyebrow to make sure they were all seeing the same thing in front of them. Bobbi looked surprised and shocked, while Jemma looked more in awe as they watched Laura inspect Natasha.

"What happened, what's wrong?" Laura said as she lifted Natasha's shirt as if she knew she was hit there. "You seem exhausted." Skye could hear her add with a low voice looking at the woman with a very worried look.

"I'm… Let's talk about it later okay?" Natasha answered as she turned around to the group for the first time since she had seen the other woman.

"Guys. This is Laura. She is Clint's wife." Skye almost dropped her mouth on the floor as Natasha revealed who the mysterious woman was. Clint Barton. The superspy had a wife. A house. A life outside of SHIELD. That was NOT what she was expecting this was.

Skye turned to Clint and the man nodded with a smug smile on his face.

"Yup. Kept it off SHIELD's files. I would like to keep it that way." The last part of the sentence seemed like a threat and Skye watched Jemma hurry to nod to that before they turned their attention to Laura again who smiled softly at them.

"Laur, this is…"

"Coulson's team." Laura cut Clint of, surprising everyone. Instead of trying to cut in again Clint only nodded while Laura made their way over to them.

"Coulson told me. Said he needed to talk to somebody that wouldn't spill everything." Laura explained turning to her husband with a small laughter.

"This is Agent Morse. Or Bobbi." Natasha started pointing at the blond who smiled at Laura with a charming smile. Laura countered the smile with a soft expression of her own before turning to Jemma.

"Jemma Simmons. Biochemist and doctor. Really good with the needle." Natasha said earning a very sharp glare from the woman.

"Natasha" Laura's said with a warning tone making the redhead laugh softly.

"Well either that or I don't do anything about it. I think we both know what you prefer." Natasha said with a small smile making the older woman look at Jemma beggingly making the agent laugh softly.

"She isn't the best patient, but I can deal with impatient patients. Have one regular patient who can't seem to keep her butt on a bed for more than five minutes." Jemma said throwing Skye a look, making her gasp.

"Excuse me?!" Skye said pretending to be shocked by the statement with her hand covering her heart grimacing at Jemma. Laura turned to her and looked at her carefully. Skye's playful look immediately disappeared when she met the woman's concerned face.

"Sorry." Skye harked with a small smile trying to get the very concerned face to turn another way.

"I'm… I'm Skye btw. No last name. Or not that I know of. I don't even know if Skye is my name. I mean… Um… Sorry, I don't know why I said that." Skye blurred out when Laura didn't respond. Already she was acting like an idiot and she could feel herself getting redder for every second.

"You're Skye?" Laura whispered looking at her again before turning around to Natasha. "She is that girl?" Skye turned to Natasha who looked at the other woman with a small nod.

Laura knew about her? What did she know? What had Natasha told her? Skye turned to Jemma who looked just as confused when Laura walked back up to Natasha grabbing her arm pulling her down on a couch.

"Okay… You know what I think we should go and get you three settled into your rooms okay." Clint said abruptly before turning out the door making the girls follow.

Their guestrooms were downstairs. Bobbi got a small bedroom in what seemed to be their study at the moment. It was very cozy as the rest of the house, and Skye could honestly not remember the last time she had been in such a homie house like this.

Jemma and she shared a slightly bigger bedroom with a double bed. It was small and had only one drawer other than the bed and a window, but none of them were needy and they honestly didn't need more than a bed.

Jemma put down her bags before slowly starting to make the bed with the sheets Clint had handed her. Their room was on the west side of the house and Skye could see the sun starting to rise.

"Clint has a wife. I did not expect that. Though meeting her can't be what they were talking about on the phone right? He sounded way more threatening, and Laura seems like the woman that can even harm a fly." Jemma said as she finally got the last corner of the sheet on.

"That and the fact that not only Laura knew about the team. She knows about me." Skye said turning to Jemma while slowly slipping on the pillow cover. "Natasha trusts her, I can tell. And Laura. I don't know, but the way she was looking at me and Natasha. I don't know why but I have a bad feeling about this."

Jemma turned to her with a small, sad smile.

"It does seem like they all know a fair bit about Natasha's side of the story. It all seems so dramatic. I don't understand what could have happened that makes them all seem so spooked. I mean your end was just that you thought you saw her die. And obviously, that is traumatic, and the brain usually does take quite the damage with such shock, but I mean now you're together. What is making them so hesitant?" Jemma finished turning to Skye who only nodded slowly at her.

"I don't know. And I don't understand it either, but I hope she tells me soon. She almost seemed desperate to get her after Coulson and May agreed to go on her mission. Something must have happened, and I need to know why." Skye turned around just as Bobbi opened the door to their room.

"Clint is requesting us in the kitchen, apparently we need to get ready and brace ourselves for what will happen?" Her voice was clearly confused as the tilts her head and move her eyebrows slightly. Skye only nodded at her before throwing the almost finished duvet on the bed before falling her out to the kitchen and living room.

They find Natasha sitting on a chair with a cake in front of her and a piping bag in her left hand. The two others moving around in the kitchen with Clint flipping some pancakes and Laura making what seemed to be a fruit salad.

"They will be downstairs in a bit, could you set the table, cutlery is in the drawer there and plates over there." Clint points around in the kitchen and Bobbi and Jemma both nod slowly before they spread out to find everything.

"How many?" Jemma asks as she balances some of the plates in her hand.

"8" Clint answers simply before tossing another pancake in the air.

Skye turned around to Natasha who seemed to be deep in her frosting. Using what she assumes is pink chocolate she Skye watched Natasha slowly start to spell out a word in the center of the cake. 40 seconds later it spells out Lila.

"Done. And I don't think a moment too soon." Natasha huffed as she put down the piping bag and pushed away the rest of the white icing.

Skye was just about to ask what she was talking about when she heard the sound of running feet upstairs. She turned to Natasha who only winked at her before she stood up and walked out in the living room. Skye was just fast enough to turn around the second a girl threw herself around Natasha screaming.

"AUNTIE NAT!"

What the fuck?

If Skye had lost her mouth when Clint had revealed Laura, her jaw was now officially lost on the other side of the earth. The girl couldn't be much older than maybe 5. And as if that one child wasn't enough Skye almost lost it when a boy walked out from around the corner.

Natasha immediately dragged the boy into the hug as well, wrapping her arms around him with a smile.

He seemed older than the girl. Maybe closer to four or five years older, making him somewhere between nine and ten if she was right. Both had brown eyes and hair. She had the wild look in her eyes like Clint, while he had a softer look like Laura.

The thought of Clint, the badass Avenger, and former assassin was a father was crazy. Like nothing could have prepared Skye or that surprise.

"Guys this is my two kids. Cooper and Lila." Clint said as Natasha slowly slipped Lila down on the floor before turning to them and nodded slowly.

"Natasha has known them for their whole life," Clint said before any of them asked as he stepped away and let the kids run to their seats.

"Happy birthday Lil," Laura said as she hugged her girl who could barely sit still in her seat.

"Wooooow. This cake is so pretty! Can I eat it? And can I open my presents? PLEEEEAAAASSSEEE" Skye turned to Natasha and threw a look between her and the kid confused. Natasha only laughed before guiding them to the table taking her seat.

"Well Lila, we have pancakes too. So, let's do that first okay? And I don't know if Auntie Nat bought any." Clint said turning to the redhead who actually seemed quite sad when she shook her head.

"I am sorry, flower. I didn't. I came straight from a mission; I didn't have time." Natasha said with a soft voice turning to the girl who seemed was about to cry.

One thing was that Clint had kids and Natasha knew them, that was to be expected. But it was not Skye realized how important Natasha actually was for the Barton's. Putting it all together made it very obvious how involved she had been in their life.

Everyone in SHIELD knew the story about Clint and how he had chosen to go against Fury's orders of killing the black widow, instead, sparing her life. Skye remembered well when Jemma and Fitz had told her after she had seen her in the attack on New York. But this, seeing Clint trusting Natasha with his family. How loving and very protective Laura was over her as well. And the kids and how much they loved her too.

"But I brought some friends I think you will like," Natasha said with a wink trying to cheer the girl up with a small laugh. Lila only first now seemed to notice the three other women and looked at all of them.

"Jemma is very smart, and I bet she could teach you how to stitch Mr. Bear's arm together. Plus, she would be great to ask for help with your math homework." Natasha pushed the girl playful making the girl smile at Jemma. The scientist nodded before smiling and saying.

"I would love to do all of those things, Lila" Jemma's voice was soft as she smiled to the small girl.

"And Bobbi, she is super cool. She is really good at work like dad and me, and is great at sports." Natasha said pointing the blond.

"She can play baseball with us!" Lila exclaimed. Natasha's strategy of cheering up was clearly working making her laugh softly.

"She can. She and Skye are spies too so we can do all the games you want. She is also very good with computers if any of you were wondering." Skye was confused about the last part, surely that girl didn't know anything about computers right. She was like five. She tossed Natasha a look, but to her surprise, Natasha wasn't realty looking at Lila anymore, but at the boy, Cooper.

"She is a hacker Coop; she is very good. Not that she would *hark* teach him anything like that." Natasha said with a very mischievous smile.

The Barton's were so nice it all seemed unreal. Laura was hands down the nicest person Skye had met since Jemma. She was so caring and soft. She was curious about their work, but she never pushed them too far and only listened.

The kids were hilarious and so cute. They were very well behaved, which with the parents there had plus Natasha, really didn't surprise her the slightest. They were so happy when they told them they were staying for the weekend and while they couldn't tell Skye could see this was why Natasha had brought all of them and not just Bobbi as her pilot. They had enough energy to keep them going for days and being alone with them had to be quite a job. Especially when you were in the state Natasha was in.

Natasha was very clearly out of it. She fell out of the conversation very easily and she seemed exhausted. Skye wasn't the only one who had noticed. In fact, everyone but the kids seemed to have, all throwing her a few glances now and again as they ate.

Because it was a Friday the kids were going to school. Now Skye knew nothing about what a normal day in a good and safe childhood was, but this really did seem like a great one. They had eaten enough for the whole week before the kids were jumping into the car to let their dad drive them to wherever their school was.

Before they had done that, they had all had to promise to be there when they were back and help them with their homework, play ball and draw with them later on. Skye had never been around kids like this, but she liked it, she thought, maybe? Even if she felt very awkward all the time at least it felt nice to be included like she was. Nobody said they had to do that, but they did. And she was so grateful.

"Is Lila always that hyper. How do you do it?" Skye said with a small laugher as she watched the car drive away and she followed Laura into the living room.

"Not always, you and Natasha being here don't help the case though," Laura said with a small smile picking up a stray jacket from the floor.

"Thank you for being here. All three of you. I can tell Natasha trust you. And I think she needs the break, even if it might upset the ki-" Laura stopped abruptly before pushing Skye softly out of the way the exact same time the sound of glass shattering filled the room.

Skye's initial reaction is backing away from the sight. Confusion and pain filled her, and all she can do is standing there helpless as Bobbi ran straight into her.

With tears already streaming down her face, Natasha let out a small gasp before Laura reached her, grabbing her arm the just in time as the woman fell to her knees.

A/N: This chapter was frustrating. I have this really intense idea for this fanfics concept, but this chapter was so hard to construct. Like it has to kinda feel natural, but I just could not get it right. Still feel like I haven't, so this chapter might get changed over time.

GUYS, I ADVERTISED IT AS A LIKE K+/ T FANFIC WHEN I STARTED BUT THIS IS FULL ON T NOW. AND I MEAN IT. I DIDN'T TRIGGER WARN THE OTHER TWO AND THEY MIGHT GO UNDER SOMETHING SIMILAR BUT THIS IS REPEATEATLY DESCRIBING PAIN, DEATH, AND PANIC ATTACKS. NOT TO THE FULL EXTENT BUT IT WILL BE MENTIONED MANY TIMES.

S-B again.