Warnings: none

"Say hi to Aunt Jemma and Uncle Leo, Dal," Daniel gently coaxed his son, softly pushing him to step inside the house. It was Dallas's first time meeting Leopold, Jemma, and little Alya.

"Daisy!" Jemma squealed as she moved to hug Daisy. Daisy yelped in surprise as Jemma lifted her off the ground and started swinging the poor woman around. Daniel stepped forward as he and Leo shared a man-hug.

"Simmons- SIMMONS!" Daisy yelled as she felt her head spin. Jemma automatically put her down.

"Now, you ought to stop calling me Simmons, Daisy," Jemma flashed her wedding ring at the other woman. "I'm a Fitz now!"

Daisy rolled her eyes before stretching out her arm towards her three-year-old son. "C'mon, sport," Daisy cooed, sighing in relief when Dallas toddled over to his mother on stubby legs. "Don't you want to make a new friend?"

At the mention of a new friend, Dallas whipped his head around to look for them. After seeing everyone in the room was the size of an adult, he hid behind Daisy's legs.

"Alya! Come down here, please!" Fitz called out behind him, and a blonde four-and-a-half-year-old came sprinting. Her hair was messy, clearly not brushed, and she held a battered stuffed fish toy in her arms.

"Papa," the child crowed, looking at Dallas in suspicion. "I thought I said no baby brothers!"

At this, the adults burst out into laughter. Alya squeaked at the sight of Daniel, a tall, strange man, before hiding behind Leo's legs, mirroring Dallas hiding behind his mother's. Daniel immediately stopped his laughter and crossed his arms.

"Am I really that scary?" he muttered, before rolling his eyes. He held his hand out for Dallas, who gladly took his father's hand.

"Hi," Dallas said softly, focusing his gaze on his sneakers.

"Hi," Alya replied, her arms still wrapped around her father's leg. The adults watched in fascination as Alya unclung herself from Leo and held out her stuffed fish, one of its button eyes hanging by a thread. "This is Fishy. Wanna play?"

Dallas looked up at his parents, who nodded encouragingly. "Okay!" he said, before running off with Alya into the depths of the house.

"Well, that was easier than I thought it would be," Jemma said as the children's shadows disappeared from the walls and they heard footsteps loudly stomping upstairs.

Leo couldn't help but agree silently, wrapping an arm around his wife's shoulders.

I know that this chapter and the previous one were about Dallas and Alya, but I'm also hoping to integrate more of Mack and Elena's kids, Coulson and May, and possibly even Deke into future chapters. Maybe I'll make chapters for Grant and Lincoln as well.

As always, reviews, constructive criticism, and requests are always appreciated!