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Until then I will flail around in homework and sob because I failed my readers by not being a regular updater :(

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"Where's Phil?" Skye asked for the millionth time.

"He had to go to a meeting for work. Don't let go of my hand." May clutched Skye's hand tightly as they walked through the crowded court of the mall.

While Coulson was out, Fury had ordered that the house be reassessed and equipped for extra safety. May had decided it would be a good idea for Skye to not be there when a bunch of strange people came into the house and began working with power tools and wires. Skye didn't need to know what was happening or see that.

So instead they were in the mall and May was not completely at ease with the situation. But malls were large public places and would be relatively safe. Besides, Skye was a person. They could not keep her cooped up in one place forever. Even if it might be safer, she needed to get out once in awhile.

"Look!" Skye was immediately attracted to the Frozen poster in the Disney shop. They stopped to look at it, May glancing warily around, on her guard.

"What a beautiful little girl!"

May almost punched the woman out of surprise. It was a mother, holding her little blonde haired girl's hand.

"Thank you," May said cautiously.

"Is her father white?" the woman asked curiously, flipping her sandy blonde hair over her shoulder.

"Excuse me?" May stared at her.

"I mean, just look at those eyes. Mixed children can look kind of interesting sometimes but she's beautiful. She's going to break some hearts."
"And I'm going to break some bones if you don't stop commenting on my child's race," May spit out.

May had never seen a middle aged woman drag her child away so fast.

"You called me your kid," was all Skye had to offer on the encounter.

"I suppose I did."

That's when May spotted the gun on the man casually strolling towards them. His jacket fell back for a moment as he paused and bent over to tie his shoe. She quickly scanned the area and found several other men walking towards them.

"Time to go." May picked up Skye and began briskly walking towards the exit that would bring them to the car. She pulled out her transmitter. "This is May, I have Skye and there are potentially four men in pursuit of us. Identities not known."
"May?" Skye clung to her neck. May glanced behind her to see that the men were beginning to jog after them.

"It's going to be okay. Just hang on, okay?"

And then May began sprinting. She wove in and out of the crowd with almost inhuman agility.

There were shouts and the men were running after them as well.

Skye screamed as one of them suddenly appeared in front of them, in the doorway they were about to go through. Without stopping, May kicked the man in the stomach while simultaneously twisting her body so that Skye would be shielded from the possibility of a blow from the man.

"This is May, I need back up, now!" May yelled into her transmitter, taking off across the parking lot.

"My car seat!" Skye cried as May leapt into the car with her still in her arms.

"No time." May grunted, starting the car. With one hand clutching Skye and the other steering the car, May put the car into drive and sped off.


"May kicked a guy in the stomach," Skye reported to Coulson as soon as he walked through the door.

"Thank God you're alright!" Phil hugged the girl. And then, to her great surprise, he hugged May as well.

"We don't know who they were or how they found us, but I can guarantee they did not find the safe house. We spent a couple hours in a safe location and took a different car back. Zero tails. I'm pretty sure we left them at the mall anyways. No cars followed us." May reported, not reacting to Coulson's hug, although he knew her well enough to notice her cheeks were the slightest bit pinker than usual.

"I drove without a car seat," Skye interjected to tell Phil.

"As long as you're unharmed, I'll say just this once, that was okay," Coulson assured her.

"Will you read me a story?" Skye asked.

Phil looked wearily at her. He was exhausted and there was so much to do. Centipede to catch, Hydra to root out, a mole to discover…

"Alright." He relented after about two seconds of trying to resist Skye's puppy eyes. "What book?"

"The Bear Family," Skye answered promptly. It seemed she was prepared, because the book was laying on the coffee table.

"Alright. And then I have to go work, okay?"

"Okay." Skye snuggled up in his lap.

"Once upon a time, there was a bear family. There was a Mommy Bear and Daddy Bear and Little Bear. They lived in the Happy Woods…"
Coulson had never been impressed with the incredibly sentimental, horribly written story of Little Bear getting lost in the woods and Mommy Bear and Daddy Bear going out and finding him, but something about the story seemed to enthrall Skye.

He was just happy that it wasn't a story from The Complete Frozen Story Book.

They sat for a moment and stared at the last page where Little Bear was being hugged by Mommy and Daddy Bear.

"That's what mommys and daddys do, right?" Skye said suddenly.

"What?" Phil asked curiously.

"They find their kids and love them and won't let them to get hurt."

"That's right."

"Oh." Skye looked thoughtful.

"What are you thinking, pumpkin?"

Skye didn't answer his question. Instead she gave him a hug and slid off the couch.

"Thank you for the story, Daddy."


Skye called him Daddy.

And he had been thrilled.

Phil Coulson didn't know which fact was more worrying.

And then there was the fact that someone had managed to find May and Skye at the mall. They still didn't know who or how.

"What happened at the meeting?" May appeared in the doorway.

"Just a discussion on Centipede and Hydra."

"So what really happened?"

May always could see right through him. She had an uncanny ability of sensing when he was deeply troubled.

"There was talk about SHEILD bringing in Skye and running our own tests," Coulson admitted.

"No."

May's dark eyes were suddenly wild with protective anger and one hand instinctively reached for her gun.

"I told them absolutely not. But even the fact that they would bring it up…" Coulson sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"They can't seriously think that's an option," May's nostrils flared. "Who suggested it first?!"

"I'm a little scared you might do something stupid if I told you so I don't think I will. Please May, we have to stay calm. For Skye if not for anything else. We can't let her know anything is wrong. She's made so much progress."

"Just a few minutes ago, she called me Mommy." May stared at Coulson.

"And she called me Daddy."

"What are we going to do?" May said quietly.

"I don't know. I really don't know."


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