Present day or 6 years after leaving the BUS.
Daisy's POV
Its been 6 years since I left the bus, it has been a long journey to get to where I am now. I can honestly say, that for the first time in my life I am truly happy. I have just completed a mission in Istanbul and, having changed out of my mission suit, am pulling up to my house. Sometimes it still feels like yesterday when Nick brought Lincoln and I here. When I started this, all those years ago, I was alone and now I know I will never be alone again.
As I get out of my typical suburban car, the faster ones are stored somewhere else, I can hear shouting and screaming coming from inside the house. As I walk through the door I am suddenly almost flattened by two 3 ½ year olds, isn't it just like me, of all people, to have identical twin girls.
"Woah woah woah, slow down there Skye, and that goes for you too Mary". In my past lives I was both Mary and Skye, so since my girls were my current life I thought I would honour my past selves in them. Even though they are identical, with my face shape and hair with Lincoln's eyes, their personalities couldn't be more different. They are still attached to my legs as Lincoln appears from, what I can only assume, his lab.
"Hi sweetheart, welcome home" he says as we embrace and he kisses the top of my head.
" hey yourself, how were the girls?" Who had now moved into the living room to continue playing.
"Come on let's go sit" he suggests.
We sat on the sofa and watched them play, engrossed in a game of make-believe. As they were growing and developing I could see two different personalities emerging. So alike, yet different, in subtle ways. Physically they were as two peas in a pod both with dark glossy hair and their father's wise and knowing clear blue eyes. Very tall for their age, inquisitive friendly faces now loosing their "baby" roundness and giving hints of the faces to come.
Ironically, Mary is more like the Skye I used to be, bubbly and outgoing, always making jokes and using sarcasm(wonder where she got that from?). Where as Skye is more like Lincoln, being more of the calm and sensible type. Both are incredibly smart for their age, they had enhancements passed down from Lincoln and me. There is always a lot of energy to burn off in this house.
Lincoln turns to me and asks "So how was Istanbul?"
"It was good, got all of the necessary intel and now I get to relax for a few days with the world's greatest husband and the worlds most adorable kids" I reply with a huge grin on my face.
"Good, now all we need to do is get the girls to calm down, come on let's cook dinner".
And with that he goes to the kitchen, thank god he can cook because the only thing that would happen if it were me would be a fire. So that's it for the next few days, we as a family can at least try to pretend that we are normal.
….
It's been three days of blissful nothingness, I know that sounds odd but every so often it's good to just do nothing. But then, of course, my life always ends up going to hell and it only took one damn phone call.
"Hello Nick" I say as I pick up the phone.
"Daisy, it's good to hear your voice, the intel you got from Istanbul was spot on, thanks for that" he replies
"Okay, Nick what is going on, that was far too polite, especially for you?" I asked nervously.
"I've got a new assignment for you, but I think this one needs to be discussed in person."
"That bad huh?"
"Yep. Meet you at the beach café, usual time tomorrow" not a question, definitely a statement.
"Okay, bye Nick" and with that, I hung up.
….
I am now sat in the café waiting for Nick to arrive. I told Lincoln what Nick had said to me and he agreed that something was definitely wrong. I looked up at the swishing leather sound, he really loves that coat even though it's not very discreet, he held what looks like a large file and a box with the shield logo on it.
"So, Nick what's so bad we had to meet in person, not that I don't love seeing you, I mean you are the girls godfather after all." I ask, as he sits opposite me, placing the box and file, on the table next to him.
" I am about to tell you some things and I would appreciate it if you did not interrupt me or ask any questions until I am finished. Deal?"
"Deal."
"Alright, as you know, about 4 years ago I gave Coulson his own base, sort of like a separate division of shield that deals with especially dangerous stuff, 0-8-4's for example. He can basically do whatever he wants unless it's bat shit crazy or goes against any main directives. With him are agents May, Fitz , Simmons as well as some other agents that are considered to be the best, agents Mackenzie, Morse, Hunter and Triplett. Now there is a new threat that even they can't handle, the kind of threat where I deem it necessary to call in the best of the best. As for the threat, I have two words for you. Calvin Zabo. He has built himself a team, of sorts, a mix of people from the index, as well as other inhumans who have a knack for killing. No one is really sure what he wants, all we know is he will stop at nothing and doesn't care how many good agents die in the process. They can't handle this alone, they need you and Lincoln, or more accurately, they need Quake and Sparkplug. I need you two to temporarily join Coulson's team, help apprehend Zabo and find out want he wants."
Holy shit. What the hell am I supposed to do with that information. I haven't seen any of them in over 6 years, I swore I never would. How the hell does he think I'm going to pull this off, they know my face, my voice. Okay yeah my body shape has changed a bit, gaining more muscle and having two kids would account for that, but the other stuff. My face, I suppose could be hidden under my mask and I do have the skills to change the way I sound. WHAT. NO. STOP IT. Stupid brain don't try to give me reasons why this could work, I won't do it, right?
"Okay, let's just for one second, pretend I say yes to this, how would this work? They know my face and if you ask me walking around wearing my mission mask is just weird and I can't train with it on" I reply
"I know which is why I got you this" he says bringing up the box with the shield logo on it and placing it in front of me "this is an entirely new form of mask, it acts like a second skin, it goes over your face and is connected to a piece of software that will be downloaded onto your phone that enables you to take a picture of someone or access shields personal files and project someone else's face over yours it can also change the way you sound."
"Wow, talk about high tech, so that's covered, I basically borrow someone else's face for a bit so it doesn't look suspicious that I wear my mission mask all the time. Okay. What about who I am, I mean I know that you have been keeping Coulson and May from trying to find me, thanks for that by the way, and you know more that anyone how bad I want to get Zabo, psychopath that he is, but what do they know about me, Daisy Johnson." I ask.
"No more than anyone else, your code name and that you are a consultant with very high clearance. No one knows what you look like so you can just choose a suitable face and Lincoln can do the same, you don't have to tell them anything you don't want to, just go in get zabo and get out, take as long as you need and I can look after the girls for you."
"Well, Lincoln is finishing some research that should be done the day after tomorrow so if I were to agree to this I would go in first then Lincoln would join me and obviously you would take the girls." I pause thinking through all of this in my head and how messed up it is " okay I will do it but only if Lincoln agrees, I will take the file and masks go home and talk to Lincoln you will have our answer in an hour" I breath " bye Nick talk to you later"
" bye Daisy please give this some serious thought, I know how you feel about them and even though you understand now more than you used to and you have forgiven them but don't trust them, maybe use this time to get to know them a bit better."
I nod my understanding and leave.
…
After I arrive home and explain everything to Lincoln while the girls are upstairs taking a nap. All I can see is his face changing from emotion to emotion.
" so what do you think?" I ask him after I have finished explaining.
" I think that we should do it, you go in first and I join you in a couple of days"
"Really?"
"Yes, call Nick"
I pock up the phone and dial Nicks number he picks up on the second ring.
"Nick, we're in".