A/N: Hello my lovelies. I have two more chapters for you, and I'm happy to say that I've written nearly 96,000 words so far. I've got inspiration enough for 10 stories and I hope you stick with me till the end of the line. Now, enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers.

Song Disclaimer: Song used in this chapter is Ex's and Oh's by Elle King. I do not own or make money from this song.


In two weeks, I had done twice as much as I would have done before the fall of SHIELD. Now as we rise from the ashes, my tasks looked different. I didn't have engineers at my disposal, and I sure as hell didn't have unlimited resources. I had to get creative. I took to having supplies shipped to remote areas, dropped, and then I would pick them up with the Quinjet. May was furious the first time, and Trip was in charge of pick up after that.

"Anyone need fuel?" I asked, after I drove in a tanker full of jet fuel.

"You know, all this spending of your father's money is going to be traced back somewhere eventually."

"Where can they find me, when I was the one who designed the signal scrambler that covers our asses?" I asked, sarcastically.

"I meant, they are going to piece together what you've been buying, and narrow down what you could be up to." Coulson said, reiterating his point.

"I highly doubt it. My Dad rarely looks at his credit card statements," I said, walking towards my car that had just landed in the hanger.

"That thing flies like a dream," Trip said, getting out.

"A dream that will never happen again," I joked, putting ARSENAL in lockdown mode.

"So Trip can fly her, but I can't touch the engine?" Mack said, clearly joking.

"Flying is different than touching something you could only hope to understand." I teased.

"I need a quick nap," I said, feeling the weight of my work getting to me.

"Enjoy," Coulson said cryptically.

"I will," I said, digging into my McDonalds bag and shoving fries in my mouth. I ate as I walked, nodding at a few agents that I passed. Tossing the bag into the garbage, I rubbed my belly. I was growing fast, which was understandable when I was growing two humans. Getting into my room, I toed off my shoes, and gently sat on my armchair with my crossword book. Taking the stereo remote I turned on background music. For some reason I couldn't nap during the day unless I played up beat songs.

"Even if my naps are actually 'me' time." I laughed, taking the book into my hands.

Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man

I showed him all the things that he didn't understand

Whoa, and then I let him go

Humming along, I completed my crossword from the day before and started on my Sudoku.

Now, there's one in California who's been cursing my name

'Cause I found me a better lover in the UK

Hey, hey, until I made my getaway

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

Realizing my mind wasn't going to focus, I put the book down and sighed. I was kind of missing the boys. And I was starting to realize I shouldn't have just ran. I hadn't spoken to my father at all, and the only contact I had with the guys was through Pepper. They were probably mad at me for leaving.

Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all

They won't let go

Ex's and oh's

I was needed here though, I concluded.

I had a summer lover down in New Orleans

Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring

My, my, how the seasons go by

I get high, and I love to get low

So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll

You know that's how the story goes

"I'll call them later," I grumbled, lying down on my bed.

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all

They won't let go

My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all

They won't let go

Ex's and oh's

I closed my eyes, and tapped my foot. The beat was soothing, and it lulled me to a state of rest.

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

Coming over mountains and a-sailing over seas

One, two, three, they gonna run back to me

They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

Taking a deep breath through my nose, I noticed something was off. Two scents that I recognized very well.

My ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all

They won't let go

Ex's and the oh, oh, oh's they haunt me

Like ghosts they want me to make 'em all

They won't let go

Ex's and oh's

"Shit," I said, before opening my eyes. Getting up as fast as I could, I tried to make a break for it. How I managed to evade them on the way out of my room, I will never know.

"Not so fast missy," I heard Bucky say as I tore down the hall.

"Coulson, I'm gonna kill you," I growled as I ran past him.

"You'll thank me later." He laughed as I looked back to see Steve and Bucky on my tail. Some of the agents gave me odd stares as the pregnant woman sprinted down hallways, and through doorways. I was almost home free, as I past the hangar doors.

"ARSENAL start the-" I started before an arm gently pulled me to a stop.

"Forget it," I grumbled.

"We are gonna have a long talk," Steve said, firmly as he carried me into an empty room.

"You'll never make me squeal," I joked after Steve had put me down on a chair. Apparently they were not having it, because they stared blankly at me.

I took the beat of silence to observe them. Both hadn't shaved, looked like they slept in their clothes for the last couple days and both wore scowls.

"Before you say anything, I was actually going to call you later."

"I'm sure you were," Bucky said sarcastically, as he leaned against a wall.

"I'm sorry I left, but you gave me no other choice."

"How Sera? You left without telling us where you were going, when you'd be back, or if you even cared that you were keeping our children from us."

"What did you expect? You started talking about my future like I wasn't even there," I said, putting a hand on my protruding belly.

"You were in that conversation Sera," Bucky said.

"You ran, you left Sera. That's on you." Steve said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"We didn't come here to fight. We wanted to know you were safe, and that the babies were okay."

"We are fine, now if you'll excuse me, I have a patient waiting." I said, getting up.

"He was told to wait."

"How dare you order my patients to wait," I growled to Bucky.

"We didn't, Coulson did." Steve said, sounding pissed.

"So now it's about a secret I kept." I said, rolling my eyes.

"That's not the point Sera. How are we supposed to trust you, when you keep secrets like this? Another SHIELD? Coulson being alive? How long have you known?" Steve asked, as he backed me into a corner.

"Steve!" Bucky said, pulling him back.

"Does it matter? You don't trust me anyways." I whispered, before leaving the room.

"You just had to be an idiot," I heard Bucky say. I walked faster as Steve's voice echoed down the hallway, "Sera!"

Walking into the room I met Fitz in, I saw him reading a book. Smiling I said, "How have you been Fitz?"

"Good. Since Jemma's been back, I've tried to stay away from her. I think it's been helping."

"How were the hand-eye coordination exercises I prescribed?"

"I've can make my hands do things I couldn't last week, if that's what you're wondering." He said, smirking.

"That's great Fitz," I said, putting my problems to the back of my mind, and focusing on him.

"Shall we start?" I asked, to which he nodded and closed his eyes.

"Focus. Take a deep breath," I said, mimicking the breath he took. Calming myself I began with, "Let's talk about the water again."


A/N: one more for today :)