AN: hey y'all I'm back. We're down to the last four episodes of season 6 and damn I don't think I'll live. Anyways, I made a little something on tumblr, you wanna check it out. It's a philinda fanvid edit to forget about the pain from the latest episode. Just look for kingdomfictionalia *wink*
Coulson and May were discussing the plans for new recruits when the door to his office opened and closed with a bang. Skye heaved a breath and shook her head, FitzSimmons are gonna kill me. Her head hung low, and hands rested on her knees, she failed to notice two sets of eyes fixed on her. She leaned against the door, "god this is gon-," she stopped when she finally realized where she hid. Great I'm in a bigger trouble. She forced a smile, "hey! How's it going?" she chuckled awkwardly and reached for the handle behind her, "I'll let you two talk then" she was about to open the door when she heard Fitz call out to her.
"SKYE!"
Skye cursed under her breath and locked the door, she smiled sheepishly at her pseudo-parents who raised an eyebrow in return. "SKYE, I swear I'm gonna strangle you right now!" she heard Fitz again.
"What did you do?" May asked.
"I didn't do anything!" She whispered intensely. She took a side glance as if to hear Fitz and shrugged, "well not intentionally."
"Skye." Both senior agents looked at her imploringly and Skye conceded.
"Fine," she sighed, "no one has seen Bobbi and Hunter all day, so I asked around and nobody knows where they are I thought maybe their going at it again everywhere, which I think is not surprising but then nobody wants to walk in on them right? So anyways, you know, I checked the rooms, storage, even the hangar, and when I got to the lab…"
Coulson informed her, "Agent Morse and Hunter are currently on a black operation, so expect to have no communication with them for a couple of days." Skye was speechless and was about to say something when they heard footsteps outside Coulson's office.
"Did you find her?" they heard Simmons asked.
"Not yet," there was a pause before he shouted again, "SKYE you are so gonna pay for this when I find you!"
"will you tone it down! We're literally outside Coulson's office." Simmons replied.
They heard them walk away and Skye continued, "so yeah I kinda burst into the lab and scared FitzSimmons to death and made them knock things down so now the lab is a mess and I ran out before they could get to me. So I'm fucked."
"Hey!"
"Excuse me?"
Skye raised her arms in surrender, "okay, fine, sorry for the bad mouth." She rolled her eyes.
"I'm amazed by how you look so much like Melinda every time you do that." His comment earned him an eye-roll from both women. "You have to go and help them clean up Skye, it's an order."
Skye's eyes widened, "b-but, you heard Fitz! He might look like a softie but c'mon engineers have freaking strong hands! Plus, I don't wanna get another round of scolding from Jemma. I kinda planned on hiding for a while."
"Skye." May scolded.
"Oh c'mon! just help me out for a couple of hours and I swear you could go back to whatever stuff you're discussing."
May and Coulson looked at each other and Skye immediately shook her head, "no, no negotiations, my life is on the line here okay?" the senior agents just rolled their eyes at her antics.
"Just hear me out," Coulson started, "you go and find FitzSimmons, apologize and help them put things back in order."
May continued, "or we could help you hide out here and I'll add a couple hours to your training by cutting down your flying lessons."
Skye glared at them both, "I hate you both so much right now," she grumbled.
Coulson smiled victoriously, "we love you too."
May smirked and nodded, "besides, you don't wanna miss going into town with Phil. He's gonna buy some parts for Lola's upgrade."
Skye walked out of the office with a defeated look in her eyes. Meanwhile, Coulson and May were continuing their discussion when they heard Fitz again, "SKYE! WILL YOU STOP IT NOW, JUST GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY LAB!" They could hear the others laughing and couldn't help but shake their heads in amusement.
~kingdomfictionalia
