A/N: Can be read as a sequel to the previous story. Or really, a later story in the same timeline. Doesn't have to be, it stands on its own, but certainly can be.
FitzSimmons' Quinjet had just docked with Zephyr One, and Fitz, Simmons, and Alya were standing in the cargo hold waiting for the ramp to descend. As soon as it did, they found Daisy waiting on the other side for them.
As soon as she saw Daisy, Alya shouted, "Mommy!", and sprinted down the ramp to throw her arms around Daisy's waist.
Daisy quickly picked her up and hugged her back tightly, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"How's my sweet girl doing? You've grown so much since the last time I saw you!"
On the other side of the room, Coulson was giving orders to some of the new agents who'd been recruited since FitzSimmons had started their sabbatical from active field duty upon finding out that Simmons was pregnant with their daughter. As FitzSimmons walked up to Daisy and each leaned in to give her a kiss, one of the agents, who had been watching the whole thing in surprise as she hadn't known Captain Johnson had a daughter, said in shock, "Did they just — ?"
"They did," cut in the Director's firm voice. "And you'd better get used to it, as the three of them aren't ashamed about anyone knowing that they're together."
"Captain Johnson's never mentioned anything about — well, whatever that is," said the agent, looking at the Director.
"It's her business, so she doesn't have to," replied Coulson firmly. "But the fact is, she doesn't get to go home very often, and this is the first time FitzSimmons have left their Perthshire lab to come up here to visit since they quit field duty after they found out Simmons was pregnant, so I don't think Daisy likes the reminder that she can't be there more for their daughter. I know the four of them video chat almost every night, but she still doesn't want people who don't know them and their situation unknowingly reminding her that she's up here and not down there. But I didn't tell you any of this, so leave Daisy alone — or I might not notice if she accidentally quakes you into the wall."
There were quick nods from all of the agents, none of whom wanted to get on Captain Daisy or Director Coulson's bad sides.
Meanwhile, back over at FitzSkimmons, Daisy shifted Alya to her hip, and asked FitzSimmons, "So what brings my family to Zephyr One?"
"Fitz wants to install a new communications setup he invented, and you know our rule about never leaving each other's or Alya's side if it's not an extinction-level event," answered Simmons. "He's tested it out all he can in the lab and wants to trial run it on Zephyr One next to the current communications system for a while, before going to Mack to put it on the Zephyr Two helicarrier as well."
"And speaking of everyone's favorite extinction-level event-loving Chronicom," interjected Fitz, "is Enoch still doing satisfactorily running the computers and tech up here?"
"He hasn't destroyed anything or annoyed us all to death yet, so I can't complain too much," answered Daisy with a wry smirk. "But he's still the same old Enoch, so ask me again tomorrow and I might be wanting to throw him out of the airlock."
As Fitz smiled in agreement, and Simmons scowled at both of them, Daisy turned to Alya and said, "How about I give my girl a tour of my flying ship while daddy installs his new tech? Then you can meet Uncle Enoch for yourself. I'm sure you've heard daddy mention him a lot, though I'm not sure with any words you're allowed to repeat."
"I'm right here, you know," grumbled from Fitz beside them. "And not having to actually be within a few thousand miles of the robot, he's not been too terrible to work with long-distance. I have kept my ship flying without having to stop to refuel or receive any kind of repairs for now going on two and half straight years despite not being on it a single time, haven't I? And that was following over a year of flight before the landing to make the upgrades that have now been going two and a half years."
"And we sincerely appreciate it, hubby," replied Daisy, leaning over to give him a quick peck on the lips, before continuing, "But you're supposed to be installing your fancy new tech, while I spend some quality mommy/daughter time with my little monkey."
~AoS~FSK~AoS~
A few hours later, Daisy and Alya met back up with FitzSimmons in the lab.
Fitz had finished installing the new communications system, and was now watching Simmons lecture several lab techs on everything they were doing wrong in her lab. He thought about teasing her about calling it her lab after she'd called him out for accidentally calling it his lab while she was dissecting the Chitauri virus victim not long before she'd jumped out of the BUS and made him fully realize just how much he couldn't live in a world without her in it, but it didn't feel like the right time, and besides, he quite enjoyed watching her yell at someone else for a change about messing up the lab, so he hadn't said anything yet.
Daisy, on the other hand, had zero qualms about interrupting their ranting wife.
"Simmons, sweetie," she said firmly, "please stop terrorizing my lab nerds unless you're planning on resuming your position as head of the Zephyr One lab. They're not you two, but I still need them functioning."
Simmons blushed slightly, and turned to face a smirking Daisy, who had Alya perched on her hip.
"Nice tour of the ship?" Simmons asked their daughter, trying to distract both Daisy and Fitz from her having gone into full lab lecture mode.
"It's amazing, mummy! Can daddy teach me how it all works? Mommy said he built it," replied Alya excitedly.
"In a year or two, in a year or two," promised Simmons with a laugh. "You've still got a little more to learn before you'll be able to understand aeronautical engineering well enough to really understand this work of art. After all, even daddy was only able to build it because he'd already seen how he'd built it — paradoxes and all that, remember, sweetie?"
"Okay, mummy," relented Alya with a minimum amount of pouting.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you everything I know about this ship soon enough," added Fitz as he walked over and gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek.
At that moment, May walked in and up to Daisy. "We're nearing the abandoned factory. Pod leaves in ten minutes — suit up." Then looking at FitzSimmons she said, "Nice to see you both again," before looking at Alya and saying, "And nice to meet you, Alya. When you're old enough, I'll teach you everything you need to know about combat." And with that she disappeared out of the room without another word.
"Looks like May hasn't changed one bit," commented Fitz.
"Nope. None at all," answered Daisy, before setting Alya down to stand on her own. Looking back up at FitzSimmons, she said, "Well, I guess this is goodbye — duty calls."
Fitz nodded understandingly, as Simmons looked down at their daughter and said, "Come on Alya, say goodbye to everyone. It's time for us to head back home."
"Mum! I want to stay with mommy on the cool ship," whined Alya, grabbing Daisy's leg.
"I know sweet girl, but mommy has to go save the world," answered Simmons gently, bending down to be on eye level with their daughter. "But we'll come visit her again, I promise." And glancing up at Daisy with a pointed look, she added, "And mommy will come visit us in Perthshire soon, too."
Daisy bent down next to them, and held her arms out for a hug. "I'll come by soon, okay? I'm sorry I haven't been around more, but the world's just a little harder to save without mummy and daddy being up here helping in the field. But I still love you, and I promise I'll make it by more often even if it's just for short visits, and I'll make sure mummy and daddy bring you to come visit up here again, too."
"Okay," replied Alya with a sigh, throwing her arms around Daisy, as Daisy hugged her back tightly.
As Alya ran over to say goodbye to Coulson, Daisy gave Fitz and Simmons each a long, passionate kiss.
"Love you guys, and miss you."
"Love you, too," replied Fitz.
"Love you forever, and be safe up here," added Simmons. "Alya needs her mom, and we need our wife."
By this point, Alya had finished saying goodbye to Coulson, and scampering back over to them, threw her arms around Daisy's waist in a last, tight hug before they left.
"Love you, mom!"