May confronted Jemma in the lab.
"Who was the person you used to read stories to?" May asked bluntly.
Jemma's eyes widened.
"How do you know?" She asked.
"I overheard your story. I could tell that you've told it before."
Jemma sighed and put her head in her hands.
"It's okay," May told her gently, patting her back.
"She was my sister," Jemma revealed finally, "I had a sister named Mary."
May stared at her in surprise. She couldn't believe it. Jemma had a sister!
"My adopted sister," Jemma exclaimed.
May nodded, still confused.
"She was kidnapped when she was three."
May's eyes widened in shock and horror.
"She was kidnapped?"
The young woman started to cry.
"I was supposed to watch her!" She cried out, "I was talking with my friends instead! I'm a horrible person."
She flung herself on May and May held her tight.
"It's okay," She whispered tenderly, "I'm here. I'm here Ch-"
She stopped, as memories came flooding back. No, she told herself, Charlotte is gone. Jemma didn't notice or didn't care. She was still sobbing. She cried until May's shoulder was soaked with tears.
"Oh!" She exclaimed, looking at the spot, "I'm sorry."
May smiled.
"It's okay," She told Jemma, "Don't worry about it."
"Oh!" Jemma exclaimed again, wiping the tears from her face, "I need to tell everyone something. Could you bring everyone in the lab please?"
May nodded and went to get everyone.
In a few minutes, everyone was in the lab.
"Fitz already knows this," Jemma began, "Lily is a time traveler and is the daughter of Daisy and Ward."
Everybody except Fitz exclaimed in shock and began whispering amongst themselves.
"How is this possible?" Coulson asked, confused.
"She is inhuman," Jemma told him, "She must have time traveling powers. It explains why she knows all of us and why she looks so much like Daisy."
He nodded.
"How did Daisy and Ward...?" He trailed off.
Jemma shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.
"I have no idea."
"What time is she from?"
"From my calculations, about thirteen years in the future."
"Okay."
Everyone else accepted this and left the room, leaving Fitz and Jemma.
"So, how is she?" She asked.
"Doing a little better," He replied, "Still has a bit of a cough, but she's otherwise fine."
"Oh good," Jemma said as she was picking her laptop off the floor, which she should have done last night, "I hope she's better by tomorrow."
"I hope so too."
He left the room and went back to Lily's room. He peeped his head in. She was awake and telling herself a story. He came in and she stopped telling her story.
"Oh, go on," He implored, "I'd love to hear the rest of it."
So she told it. It was about a water fairy putting a spell on someone. It had a lot of details and was a really good story. When she was done, he clapped and cheered.
"That was a really good story!" He exclaimed.
She beamed.
"Thank you!"
"You should tell a lot more stories."
"Oh, I do."