A/N: Here is your second chapter for the week. Enjoy everyone!

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


When we arrived at the Playground, Jemma wanted to put Skye in an isolation room until they could analyze her blood. Phil ordered her back to San Juan to catalogue the Kree city, before flooding it. So I was in charge of collecting blood samples and testing them. I didn't listen to Jemma's suggestion though, because I had a good feeling that it wasn't contagious.

"What happened?" Skye asked groggily as I set a plate of food next to her bed.

"What was the last thing you remember?" I asked, gauging her response.

"I saw Trip as the rock fell from my skin. I remember the feeling as it crept over my skin."

"Skye, I want you to focus on your breathing," I noticed as her heart rate rose on the monitor.

"What happened to Trip?" She asked, in horror.

"Skye, focus," I said, taking her hands into my own.

"Take deep breaths, focus on your breathing," I said, to which she hesitantly complied.

"I want you to keep breathing deeply as I tell you what happened." I spoke quietly, so as not to spook her.

"After you were freed from the stone surrounding your body, Trip brought you back up to the surface. An earthquake started as the temple re-opened, so they needed to get you out fast. Trip hasn't left your side for the last few days. We are examining your blood, to see if what happened changed your DNA."

"Has it?" She asked, still breathing deeply.

"Significantly. But there is nothing to be afraid of Skye. We all love you and will do whatever needs to be done so that you feel safe. Think of the stone as a chrysalis. You had the potential for something before the Temple, and whatever gifts you've developed, will not be your downfall. You will shine," I said, tucking stray hairs behind her ears.

"Trip?" She asked, heart rate at a steady 60 beats.

"He's waiting outside for you. I'm sure he has something he would like to tell you." I smiled as I released her from her focused state.

"Tell me?" She questioned.

"It's not my place, but if my hunch is correct, it will be a happy day. Don't be afraid of yourself Skye. This isn't something that has to be forced down like May taught you. Sometimes you just need someone to talk to." I said, taking the blood samples, and data from the monitors. Leaving the room, I closed the door softly. Trip looked up expectantly.

"She's awake. Don't treat her differently. She's still the same Skye," I said, warning him with a look.

"I wouldn't dare," He said softly, going in to see her.

"Good," I teased. Before the door shut, I silently broke off the handle, closing it and whistling as I threw it away. I told him I was locking them in a room together, and I keep my promises. Taking the samples down to the lab, I had just started testing them, when Steve walked in.

"You busy?" He asked, looking at me sweetly.

"Not terribly. I know Skye isn't a threat to us, but Jemma would be frustrated if I didn't at least sample her blood every few hours." I said, explaining my conundrum.

"Buck and I have something we want to show you," Steve said, pulling me away from the microscope.

"If it's another design of cribs, I already told you, I'm having them made. I don't trust anything store bought." I joked.

"It isn't that," He said, covering my eyes as he led me into a room. Taking his hand away, I opened my eyes to find Bucky, next to six people I had missed dearly, and two I had never met.

"Dad? Pepper, Bruce, Natasha, Thor and Clint? This is an awesome day!" I said, moving to hug my father and Pepper.

"They had a Quinjet pick us up," Dad said, smiling at me.

"Though I have no clue why I am here," Bruce said, shaking my hand.

"I think I may have a project for you Bruce," I offered, thinking back to Skye.

"Lady Sera, it is good to see you again. I was sad that I could not attend your nuptials to the Captain and his friend. And I see you are with child!" Thor said, giving me a side hug.

"It's great to see you Thor. Yeah, it wasn't a big ceremony, and Steve said they couldn't reach you in time."

"That was my fault. I switched numbers after SHIELD blew up," A young woman, maybe only two years younger than me explained.

"I'm sorry, I have not introduced my friends. This is Jane Foster, my beloved and Darcy Lewis, her science companion."

"Intern and best friend," Jane corrected, before holding out a hand for me to shake.

"It's good to meet you both," I said, shaking Darcy's as well.

"How are the little ones?" Natasha asked, hugging me gently.

"Kicking happily, albeit a little too hard on my bladder some days." I laughed.

"I'm gonna be an uncle! I'm teaching both how to shoot." Clint said, in his big brother tone.

"Melinda already called teaching them martial arts when they are old enough," I joked.

"You want them growing up in SHIELD?" Bruce asked, surprised.

"I want them to grow up knowing their parents are fighting to protect the world. And if they decide to join in on that when they are 18, I have no objection." I said honestly.

"And thank goodness we don't have to worry about that for another 18 years," Bucky joked. Smiling, I remembered that only three member of our group didn't know Phil was alive.

"I think it's time you all meet the new Director," I said, giving the boys a look. They nodded, before Steve said, "Follow me. I'll give you a tour on the way up to his office."

"So it's a him," My Dad said, trying to piece together whom it was.

"These are the labs where Sera likes to spend most of her time. You've already seen her other favorite hiding place, the hangar, where she's toying with new tech for the Quinjet's." Bucky said, pointing as we walked.

"Training room, which is Steve and Bucky's favorite place, shooting range, and medical bay. The practically live in the last one. God knows it keeps me on my toes," I said, as we passed each room.

"Living quarters, kitchens, main hang out room. Sera loaded it up with new system," Steve said, as everyone took a peek inside.

"Should I be worried that I'm seeing things? It's an Avengers takeover!" Hunter said, not realizing we had company.

"One of our newest agents," I spoke, gesturing for Hunter to come closer, "Lance Hunter. He worked with Isabelle Hartley."

"I knew her well. She only trusted the best," Clint said, holding out a hand for Hunter, who took it.

"Clint?" We heard from across the room. Turning, I saw Bobby and knew Natasha would have a hard time keeping her cold shoulder from showing.

"Bobby," Clint said, surprised, and a little shell-shocked.

"How do you know each other?" My Dad asked.

"We- um," Clint said, clearing his throat.

"We used to be partners," Bobby said, before seeing Natasha.

"Agent Romanoff, a pleasure to meet you officially."

"Agent Morse," Natasha said politely, when I gave her a look.

"Aaaannnd we can all talk later, but we need to go," I said ushering everyone up the stairs.

"May!" I said, shuffling down the hall, getting her attention.

"Agent Stark, Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes." She said, before turning to the group.

"This is Agent Melinda May, as Clint and Natasha know. Deputy director of SHIELD," I explained. She gave everyone a firm nod with her stoic expression, and we all carried on to Phil's office.

"And this is the big kahuna's office," I said opening the door to find Phil's chair turned around. Everyone walked in, three of them wondering who the head of hair belonged to.

"Director Coulson," I announced, to which Phil's chair turned to the group of shocked faces.

"Zombie Coulson!" Darcy screamed before whipping out a Taser. I grabbed it from her hands before she could shoot Phil.

"Not zombie. I haven't developed an appetite for brains yet." He joked. My Dad stared wide-eyed, as Pepper's eyes watered. Clint and Natasha just looked pissed, and Bruce was perplexed.

"Son of Coul, how did you survive?" Thor asked, confused.

"Well, it's a long story, woven with intricate lies. Sera, or our biochemist Simmons, could explain it better," He said, looking at me.

"You guys better get comfortable. He wasn't joking when he said long story." I said, watching as everyone either sat down, or leaned against something.

"So, a long time ago, from a galaxy far far away," I started to which my father and Phil sniggered.

"A race called the Kree descended upon our planet. We do not know what their intentions were, but we do know what they left. An ancient city underground, along with an object called the Diviner." I said, as Thor spoke up.

"Has he touched it?" Thor asked, looking worried.

"Let me get to that." I said, before continuing, "Hydra got their hands on one back into the 40's, but the Howling Commandos and Peggy Carter took it when they arrested the new leader of Hydra. It was kept at the Fridge, until SHIELD's fall. On an unrelated note, SHIELD attempted to use the remains of one Kree to create a formula. It was supposed to bring an Avenger back from the dead."

"Fury wanted us that much, huh?" My Dad asked, still eyeing Phil warily.

"It brought him back, but not without side effects. He started seeing, and drawing symbols. So they had to make him forget that, give him different memories. I can honestly say I was not part of this project. When SHIELD fell I contacted Phil to ensure he was alright, and none of his team had been Hydra. Phil explained it to me, and how he had started drawing symbols. It wasn't until Skye figured out that the symbols were actually a map to the Kree city. We were there only days ago, planning to destroy it, because we thought the Diviner was meant to unleash a catastrophe, killing millions."

"Long story short, one of our own was unaffected by the Diviner and was caught in the temple when it went off."

"Who went through the Mist?" Thor asked.

"Her name is Skye. We don't know what it has done to her." I said, reluctantly.

"I must take her back to Asguard. She is not safe for this world." Thor demanded.

"She is safe," Phil said, upset.

"She is dangerous to everyone she comes in contact with!" Thor said, clearly worried.

"Is she contagious?" I asked calmly.

"No."

"Will she explode?"

"No."

"Will she become volatile and murderous?" I asked, to which Thor stayed silent.

"Why?" Phil asked.

"The Kree came to Earth to wage war. Not against the Earth, but to use your people as weapons. They created beings, something not quite human. They were given the potential for gifts."

"Powers?" I asked.

"If they entered the temple with the Diviner, they went through the mist. Transformed." He explained.

"We should warn Jemma," I heard from the doorway, as Melinda nodded to Coulson.

"Raina must have gone through the mist as well." I said to Coulson.

"We don't even know what powers Skye could have," Phil said to me.

"I can help her. It wouldn't be the first time." I suggested.

"Can we discuss this later?" Steve said, reminding Phil and I of the group of perplexed people before us.

"Well, I'm alive, and Fury still has secrets even I don't know. That about sums it up," Phil said, silently asking me if I had anything to add.

"We plan on bringing SHIELD back to its original purpose. We're a little slow going, but with General Talbot's help we've got the military on our side." Steve added before I could.

"And Skye's psychotic biological father has chosen Phil as his newest enemy." I piped in.

"Yeah, that." Phil grimaced.

"Any questions?" I asked.

"I have one," Clint said, looking at me, "How could you keep this from us?"

I sighed, feeling horrible. It wasn't on purpose; Fury had sworn me to secrecy.

"I asked her to."

Looking to Phil in shock I said, "That is a lie. Fury swore me to secrecy. I couldn't even tell Steve. It wasn't to hurt you all, but to protect a project Fury wanted buried. And because Fury thought you wouldn't work together, after thinking Phil's death had been a push."

"Of course we would work together," Bruce said, looking upset.

"It was also my call after SHIELD fell. I was surprised Fury had covered up my resurrection, because I was expecting one of you to come find us within the first week."

"That was me," I said, ducking my head.

"Fury asked me to create a ghost ID for him. I'm guessing the one he used when you guys exposed Hydra in DC. And then he asked for me to permanently delete any mention of TAHITI from record. Everyone on the project had been told to act like it didn't exist. It was my final act before I left SHIELD the first time."

"You didn't tell me that," Phil said surprised.

"It wasn't relevant anymore." I shrugged.

"Okay, we've established that you two keep secrets from each other. Can we please move on to where I kick Phil's ass?" Natasha said, clearly joking.

"How about we all go sit down for dinner?" Bucky suggested. The reunion went better than I thought it would, but I could tell Clint was still miffed at me for not telling him. Thor wanted to meet Skye, and I told him he could tomorrow. Melinda showed everyone rooms they could use for the night. I sent a warning off to Jemma about Raina, and she took extra precautions, carrying an ICER with her in the tunnels.

"So, how are my grandkids?" My Dad asked, as he and Bruce found me in the lab that night.

"Kicking. I have a feeling they will be fighters." I smirked as I kept looking through the telescope.

"Bruce, could you take a look at these?" I asked, allowing him room. He nodded and studied the samples for a few minutes.

"This is her blood from before?" He asked, holding up a different slide.

"No, that is the one you have seen. This is her blood as of two days ago," I said, putting the new slide underneath for him to see the vast difference.

"Amazing," he said, looking harder.

"That's what I said," I said, slapping my father's hand away from another project of mine.

"I can help," he said exasperated.

"I'm not letting you near my car then," I said with narrowed eyes. He sucked in a breath, clearly trying to decide if helping me was worth not seeing how I managed to create a flying car.

"Fine. I'll figure it out one day," he said, pouting.

"And don't touch Lola," I said as Bruce's head popped up.

"This is incredible. Her cell structure has changed completely." Bruce remarked.

"I'm sure our Biochemist would love to have your input and help on this," I offered.

"It's not like I'm getting much done at Tony's," He smirked.


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