Prompt – "I Love You."

Daisy was working comms from the quin jet. Mack and Fitz were also onboard helping to run the op. Coulson and May were inside the warehouse looking for intel. It was one of those old Hydra bases that Centipede had used and everything was filed the old-fashioned way. Which reminded Daisy of the time so long ago when May and Coulson went under cover as science nerds when they were chasing down Garret and Ward. It was just an intel op, as no sign of the enemy had been seen the entire week that they had monitored the building. They had been doing ops like this for awhile now. Daisy would find the building on her computer, then she would hack in and try to find out everything about the building, then they would set up surveillance and then go in and look for files and other intel. So far, of the eight buildings Daisy had found, three had garnered pretty good info and one had even led them to Hydra finances which they had shut down. This building though was in Oklahoma, near Tulsa and odds of getting anything of value were slim. May's voice on comms shook Daisy from her thoughts.

"It looks clear. Fitz are you sure there is only one entrance to this place?"

"Yeah positive. I ran scans around the whole building and the surveillance team only found the double door you guys are in front of."

Mack chimed in." Yeah I'm looking at the cams footage now and only that one entrance May."

"Okay. We are going in."

"Be careful guys. I'm here if you need backup." Daisy was already fretting since she didn't like being stuck running backend. But she was still recovering from a gunshot wound to her leg, and Simmons said it was best for her to not be on missions. The only reason she was even allowed to run back up was her puppy dog eyed plea to Coulson saying she had to do something.

"You stay put Daisy. You still have a limp and you could open that wound again."

Coulson laughed. "You know how mom-like you just sounded?"

"You know we are still on comms?" Melinda glared at Phil.

Daisy grinned and Mack rolled his eyes.

Fitz removed his comm and simply said to them both. 'I don't know why they don't just bang and get it over with."

This made Daisy gasp out loud and made Mack roll his eyes again.

Melinda heard Daisy's gasp and quickly responded. "Daisy are you okay. What's wrong?"

"I'm fine. Fitz just tripped."

"See. Total mom voice."

"Phillip." Her tone was full of warning. "We are going in. Comms silence till we make sure it's all clear. Copy?"

"Copy that." Daisy replied. Her heart was beating faster as she thought about what Coulson was saying. Yeah sure, she knew May cared about her. May was her S.O. and that meant the two had gotten closer over the last year. Even before she got her power after going through terra-genesis. Even after May had stood in front of her as an Asgardian threatened. Daisy swallowed. That image was ingrained in her brain. May grabbing her arm and taking her to the Vault room and standing in front of her. She always knew the team cared but that? That was something else. Over the last few months May had been opening up more at training passing on stories from the academy days and her missions. Daisy's favorites were ones that included Coulson. It was obvious to anyone that Coulson and May had a special bond. A special friendship. Or was it more than that. Daisy though so but could never really prove it. If they were together, they took that privacy thing to the extreme. If they weren't together, well like Fitz said – they should be. Daisy heard the comm crackle as Coulson spoke.

"So, first floor is clear. Nothing here except a bunch of pallets filled with computer paper and a few desks and chairs. There is a door here we opened with steps leading to what we believe is the basement."

"But sir, there is no basement on the scans." Fitz sounded worried.

Mack as well added, "The building specs I am looking at that were filed with the town do not show a basement. It's supposed to be a slab-built warehouse."

"Well we are standing in front of a door with steps leading down. So, you are both wrong." Melinda stated clearly and slowly.

Daisy was already pacing not liking this turn of events at all. "So, you guys should get back here to re-group and we need to send for more backup.

"Re-group? Daisy it's fine. There has been no sign of life here for a week. We will just go down and see if there are any files stored here."

"Coulson's right. We might as well just get this done and we can mark this one off our list. It looks like they cleared out this place a long time ago."

"Well at least let me come in to back you guys up."

"No!" Both Coulson and May said together.

May continued. "Absolutely not Daisy. You are not even supposed to be on missions yet. It'll be fine."

"I could come in." Mack spoke up seeing Daisy's worried face.

"Look – we have this. But Mack gear up and then head to the outside of the building to keep watch outside. Daisy and Fitz stay there and run back end." May's voice was firm.

"May I have weird feeling about this. Please be careful."

"Daisy, it's fine. We will get the intel, if there is any, and be on our way shortly. We're heading down the steps now."

Mack had put on his gear and was heading out to the building. Daisy was pacing and Fitz was getting annoyed with her pacing.

"Sit down. You're driving me nuts."

"I can't help it Fitz. I just have a feeling we missed something, ya know?"

"We didn't. We've had this place under surveillance for a week. No one in or out that whole time. You heard May, looks like they cleaned the place out a while ago. It's just a wash out mission, is all."

Daisy paused. Something he said played on her mind. Cleaned out. Shit this was Hydra. Their M.O. was ...shit, shit. "May. Coulson. Get out. Get out now. It's a set up." This place had been way too easy to find. Like someone wanted them to find it. There was no response on her comms.

Fitz looked at her with panic in his eyes. The low grade humming he had picked up made sense now. He should have figured it out. He screamed over the comms as well. "Coulson get out. Don't touch anything. May it's a trap."

While Fitz was screaming for their attention, Daisy was already running down the ramp of the quinjet.

She heard Mack's voice in her comm. "Fitz what's going on?"

"There's a bomb Mack. We have to get them out." Daisy screamed as she ran toward the building. She seemed to be in slow motion with her stupid leg slowing her down. She cursed the Hydra agent who shot her."

Mack had moved a few steps back from the building trying to talk to Fitz or Daisy, but his comms kept fading in and out. He turned as he heard a noise and watched as Daisy ran by him straight into the building. "What are you doing! Daisy!" He finally heard Fitz.

"There's a bomb Mack. In that basement. Probably a timer set off from when the door opened. Their comms aren't working."

"Oh crap." He headed toward the building but stopped when he finally heard Fitz again.

"Stay put Mack. I've picked up the vibrations now. They have less than a minute."

Daisy ran down the steps and managed to startle may enough that she turned her gun on her. "We have to get out. Bomb."

The two seasoned agents didn't have to hear anything else. They followed a limping Daisy up the steps and down the hallway. Melinda grabbed Daisy to help her noticing her leg wound was seeping blood. They were steps from the open door when the building started to rattle, and the cacophony built up. Daisy felt rather than saw the destruction and she used her powers to propel both Coulson and May through the door. She almost made it herself using her powers, but a heavy beam dropped onto her arm and shoulder taking her down. Mack ran by the two agents who had ended up laying on the ground some twenty feet away from the building and pushed the beam off the young agent as she laid in the doorway, picking her up and running away from the building. Seconds later as he laid Daisy down next to May and Coulson, another explosion took down the whole building.

Mack had carried Daisy to the quinjet while Fitz who had come running had helped Coulson. Melinda managed to get herself up and aboard the jet, moving to the pilot seat and setting the coordinates back to the Playground.

She now made her way to Daisy and dropped to the floor of the aircraft next to her. Mack was already assessing her injuries and Fitz was tending to Phil. Melinda and her hand gently over Daisy's face and looked at Mack.

"She's probably got a broken collarbone and a possible crack on her left humerus bone, lots of swelling and bruising and a probable concussion. You can see her leg wound opened as well. I called base while you got us off the ground and Jemma and medical team will be waiting when we land." He touched May on her shoulder. "She should be okay. She just needs Jemma to patch her up again."

Melinda nodded and glanced over to Phil. Fitz nodded at her and spoke. "Might have a mild concussion too. Possible cracked ribs. His right wrist is broken."

Melinda gave Phil a worried look. "I'm okay Mel. I'll be fine. How long to the base?"

"About two hours."

Melinda was sitting between the two beds. In one was Daisy and the other held Phil. They had both been patched up and had been asleep for hours. Melinda had only left the room for a few minutes to take a quick shower, change and allow Jemma to look her over for injuries. She had none to speak of, just a few bruises and soreness. Phil had held onto her when Daisy had thrown them clear of the building. He'd somehow known what Daisy was going to do and had taken the brunt of the fall for her. And Daisy. Melinda had watched from twenty feet away, as Daisy had been about to clear herself away from the building, as the large beam had struck her across her right shoulder, and she had watched Daisy fall with it on top of her. Daisy's head had struck the side of the doorway as she fell which must have caused her concussion. May was about to scramble up to get her, when Mack had swept in to help. He had lifted the beam from Daisy and pulled her out carrying her to them, just as the second explosion leveed the entire building.

Melinda held a hand of each one as she watched over them both. Daisy's collarbone was broken, and her upper arm was as well. The breaks were mild according to Jemma and neither required surgery. They had applied a humeral fracture brace and she would need to use a sling till the fractures healed. Her leg needed new stitches and Jemma had decided a course of antibiotics wouldn't hurt. Her concussion was mild. But it meant that Daisy would be out of commission for at least another six weeks, probably longer. Phil's recovery time was better, at only four weeks.

Daisy stirred and Melinda watched as she slowly opened her eyes. They focused on Melinda.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself."

Melinda watched as Daisy's mind slowly caught up to the present. Daisy groaned as she took in her surroundings. She glanced at her arm and large bandage across her shoulder.

"How long?"

Melinda knew what she meant. "At least six weeks."

"That sucks."

"Could have been worse."

"I thought I could get clear. Stupid bomb. Hydra sucks balls."

Melinda smiled. "You saved us. But damnit Daisy stop putting yourself in danger for us, okay?"

"I love you too."

Melinda brushed her hand gently over Daisy's face. "I love you."