A/N: Hello my lovelies! So It is so exciting to me that I managed to pump out not 10, not twenty, but 30 new chapters in the last few weeks. Running total? 62 chapters! that is just over 135,000 words and a personal best for me. I usually can't make it past 25 chapters without getting bored and losing inspiration. So you are all in luck because I'm continuing this until the end of the line.
Thank you for your encouraging words and for following me on this journey.
Now, please enjoy the next two chapters of The Siren's Call.
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABC or the Avengers. Sera is mine though ;)
Three Days, and many psych evaluations later
"Stay safe," Steve said, kissing my temple.
"No taking off while we are gone," Bucky said, smirking at me.
"Goes for you as well. I'm staying in the Bus, so long as nothing happens to you out there."
"Focus on baking the buns in your oven," Trip teased.
"Hey, when we get Skye back, you and her are going to be locked in a room until one of you admits something." I said, giving him a look.
"Girl, don't be like that." He laughed.
"I'm serious." I said as he walked off of the bus.
"Well be back for dinner," I joked as they walked off. I was happy that Steve at least was bringing his shield. Listening to the comms, I was aware of everything that was happening. Skye had gone down to stop Raina, Coulson and Trip following. Trip went to go disable the bombs, and Coulson to get Skye. I was prepared for the Theta protocol, but hoped it didn't come to that.
"Steve, Bucky, don't you dare go down there." I said, as I chopped onions. I was making food for the team's return.
"Little busy," Bucky yelled as I heard a commotion.
"A lot more men just came bursting through the doors, as well as an earthquake," Steve said, as I heard the reverb from his shield.
"May, what's the status there?" I asked, switching to the private channel.
"Coulson is tugging. I think it's over."
"That was quick," I commented, as I stirred the pot of sauce.
"Sera! Have Sam prepare the med bay in the Bus. Skye is unconscious, and Trip's a little banged up."
"Hey, I am fine. That thing could have hit me, if it hadn't already knocked us to the ground. Just worry about Skye."
"SAM!" I yelled.
"Agent Stark?" He asked, alarmed at my tone.
"Watch the food, I need to get the plane ready to go. Agent Skye is down, with what we don't know. And when I'm back, go prepare med bay for them."
"All agents, report back to the Quinjet." May said into the comms.
"Is Trip with you guys?" I heard Jemma ask.
"Yes, and Mack is as well." Coulson said.
"Oh thank goodness," Jemma sighed.
"Steve, Bucky? Please tell me you got Ward."
"Yeah, and that woman that wears Melinda's face."
"I plan on turning her back to our side, so don't let Ward anywhere near her."
"He has a few gunshot wounds. Be ready to stitch him up."
"I was gonna let him bleed though," I whined. As I was setting the food out, everyone came in.
"May, ready for take off when you are." I said, giving my husbands a hug, and checking them over for injuries.
"Agent Simmons already cleared us." Bucky said, annoyed at my checking.
"Agent Stark, I need your help." Jemma asked over the comms.
"Everyone go eat!" I yelled as I made my way to the medical bay.
"Trip, you need to give me her hand back," I heard Jemma saying.
"I'm not letting go. She has another." He sassed.
"Now now Antione, play nice." I teased, checking Skye's head for injuries, and checking her pupils.
"Trip, can you pass me the scanner?" I asked, as Jemma was busy drawing blood.
"Yeah," he said, not letting go of Skye's hand.
"I told you, you two need to be put in a room together."
"Not the time for that," Jemma said, quickly running Skye's blood through the mass spectrometer.
"No evidence of a brain bleed, no contusions, and her pupils are responding. She's going to be fine, unless that thing did something to her."
"She turned to stone!" Trip said, making Jemma and I stop.
"Like when the Obelisk is touched, like that?" I asked, putting a hand on my stomach.
"But then it fell off her like dead skin. It was weird, and terrifying." He said, holding her hand gently, brushing her hair behind her ear.
"Most people wouldn't have the guts to touch her," I commented as I watched his behavior.
"I wasn't afraid. I was just afraid of losing her."
"Okay, let me work my magic," I said leaning down to Skye's ear.
"Skye, I need you to focus. Right now your brain is in shock, and trying to figure out what the problem is. You are safe. We are all here. Trip is holding your hand, and Jemma is checking out your injuries. I won't stop your brain's response to this event, but remember when you wake up, you are safe. Focus Skye. Focus on finishing your brain's response." I whispered.
It was only a few minutes later that she shot up, panting like she had just run a marathon.
"Skye, Skye! Look at me," I said, making her follow my finger to look in my eyes.
"You are safe. Nothing is going to hurt you," I said, reassuring her.
"How about we give her some room?" Jemma said.
"No," I said, watching her eyes. There was a fear behind them I couldn't place, but I knew she shouldn't be alone.
"Trip," I said, looking at the man, "He will stay. I will bring down food for both of you, but I don't think Skye should be alone after this." Jemma nodded, giving Skye a small smile, before stepping out of the room.
"Thank you," Trip said to me.
"Just keep her calm," I said, not sure why I said it. After returning with food, I felt my feet throbbing in pain. Slowly shuffling towards the shared space, I noticed Steve and Bucky were already finished dinner, and almost passed out on the couches.
"Get up," I groaned.
"But we're tired." Bucky mumbled.
"Other people want the couches too! Like your pregnant wife," I challenged. Both sat up, instead of lying down, and Hunter immediately thanked me.
"You've got them whipped," He commented, after Steve had dozed off. Rolling my eyes, I said, "No, they just treat women with respect."
"I have to admit, I'm a little jealous you got them both," Bobby said.
"Steve and I are a package deal," Bucky said before his head bobbed for the last time.
"And oh what a package it is," I said, smiling at my boys.
"Gross," Fitz said, making everyone laugh.
"Okay, I admit, it was odd at first. But what can I say? I'm a selfish person, and I wanted them both." I added, before I felt a kick in my stomach.
"They kicking?" Hunter said, silently asking if he could feel.
"They love the audience. I think that is because they are part Stark." I said, putting Hunter's hand on the side I felt a kick last. He jumped with a laugh, giving Bobby a look of pure joy.
"That's amazing," He said, smirking at me.
"Well, I should go check on Skye," I said, moving to get up, but Bucky's arm around my side, kept me in place.
"You relax, I'll go see if she's awake," Bobby said smiling at me.
"Me and the robots have the dishes, love." Hunter said, getting up. Sam and Billy looked annoyed at the term, but shrugged and got up.
"Oh boys," I said, shaking Steve and Bucky gently. Both groaned, in annoyance at being woken.
"There are actual beds on this plane, remember?" With that, both shot up and ran for the nearest room. I sighed as I put my feet up, wincing at the swollenness of my ankles.
"Need a hand?" Fitz asked.
"Shouldn't you be in the lab?" I teased.
"My friend needs a foot massage right now." He smirked. Removing my flip flops, he began to gently knead my tender feet.
"You don't know how amazing that feels," I sighed, as I gently rubbed my stomach.
"With everything that is going on, I'm gonna have work for the next few months." I joked.
"I have no doubt about that."
"How have you been doing Fitz?" I asked, looking at him. He looked up and smiled, "I feel like myself again."
"That's what I love to hear." I said, feeling my own smile reaching my ears.
"I still have that fear of being without air, but it's nothing compared to the feeling of being able to work without my brain taking a nap, or sending the information to the wrong place."
"Ultimately, that's what is important."
"Can I be honest?" He whispered. Nodding, I looked around to ensure no one was listening in.
"I don't think I love Jemma." He said, looking shocked himself.
"What makes you think that?" I prodded gently.
"Even if she did feel the same, she's changed. I've changed since Ward ejected us from the plane. I'm not who I was when I first joined this team. I'm starting to think for myself, and I want to work on my own now." He explained.
"That's very wise of you to admit Leo." I said, proud of him. This was what I lived for; seeing the progress after so many sessions of roadblocks.
I had hardly noticed the take off, but the plane was apparently on autopilot towards the Playground. May was having a drink at the bar, and I was surprised she was drinking tequila. She's usually goes for vodka.
"Who is flying the Quinjet?" I asked, confused.
"Trip couldn't because he won't leave Skye's side. I had him dock it to the Bus though," She explained.
"Fitz, you have the hands of an angel," I commented once he finished.
"Thank you?" He said, confused.
"Your welcome," I laughed, "Now I'm going to lie down with my husbands." Making my way to the room they ran to, I found them curled up on the bed, against the wall. They had both stripped out of their uniforms and were now in regular clothes. Chuckling, I laid down on the open side, and sighed.
A/N: One more chapter for today, coming up after this. :)
