Up, and up, and up they climbed.
The stone path just never ended, winding higher and higher and higher until she was sure she was becoming lightheaded from a lack of oxygen in the thinning air. She kept pushing herself on and on for as long as she absolutely could, until finally she couldn't climb another step if her life depended on it, and took the only option she had left before life vacated her young body entirely.
"Daddy! Carry me!"
Fitz looked down at their daughter and chuckled. "Only one more floor, monkey, and we'll be at the top. Twenty more steps, you can make it. Come on, take my hand and one of your mums', and we'll walk with you."
At the start of the climb Alya had insisted that she could do it all by herself, that she didn't need any of her parents' help, so it was a true sign of how tired her little legs were that she was asking for help now. But despite her previous request that Fitz carry her, she reached up and took his hand, and reached next to her and took Daisy's hand, the nearer of her two mothers, and resumed climbing, the three of them counting off the steps together as they climbed the remaining way. Finally coming to the landing at the very top, they stepped out of the little hut and onto the circular deck, and looked out over Lake Ontario from the top of the lighthouse above The Lighthouse.
"Beautiful," sighed Simmons, already a quarter the way around the lighthouse looking out over the sunrise that she hadn't seen in forever, since before Enoch had saved them from the Chronicoms she couldn't even remember how many stories below, and she and Fitz had lived into the future and had their daughter, and then both returned to the very recent past so that she could go on with the rest of the team into the actual past, having to forget their daughter temporarily in the process. It'd been a long, often painful journey, but this almost made it worthwhile, being up here with her two spouses showing their daughter this view for the very first time.
A few moments later, Daisy walked up next to her with Alya sitting on her shoulders. The two of them had only met late the night before, when Daisy and her half of the team fighting the Chronicoms in space had come back down and picked up Fitz and Alya's pod and everyone with them on the outskirts of the pyramid, but they had gotten along great immediately.
Daisy had of course had no clue that she now had a daughter before FitzSimmons came walking out of the pod with one sitting on Fitz's hip, since Simmons hadn't remembered Alya to be able to tell Daisy about her during their travels though time. But FitzSimmons had made sure to tell Alya every chance they got that she had a second mum, and showed her every picture and video of Daisy they had, so she did immediately recognize her mom when she saw her for real for the first time, even squealing, "Mommy!" when she saw the inhuman standing there in the cargo hold waiting on everyone to exit the pod in order to greet them all, and especially greet FitzSimmons. Which admittedly had made it even easier for Daisy to know that their family was now four instead of three from the moment that FitzSimmons stepped out of the pod, if the little girl sitting on Fitz's hip hadn't been enough.
"It's even prettier after you've died once — or maybe it's sharing it with my family, all together again at long last," said Daisy.
"I wouldn't know, I've only had two different versions of me see it," Fitz smirked as he came to stand next to her. "But since I do think it looks a little prettier now than ever before, I'm going to go with the sharing it with those you love option, and especially sharing it for the first time with the most recent of those family members."
"Are you talking about me? I think you're talking about me," piped up Alya's voice from above Daisy's head in an almost accusatory tone, make all three FitzSkimmonses chuckle.
"Yes, sweetie, we are talking about you, but only good things, I promise," answered Simmons, looking up at their daughter with a smile. "We're just happy we're all together again, and able to share this favorite time of ours with you for the first of countless times."