Third chapter
AN: This story will be updated one every two or three weeks (maybe earlier if you are lucky) and I am thinking about doing another fanfiction but I am not sure. We will see. And sorry for the short chapters, I NEED IDEAS! I hope you like the chapter and remember to R+R!
Skye POV
We were fighting aliens and all of a sudden they all drop dead. We look at the portal and see a big explosion. I see Nat on the food of Stark tower closing the portal with a spear. At the last second Stark comes falling out of the portal. We help a few hurt citizens and start going to our meeting point. It has been a long time since we have seen Clint and Nat.
About 20 minutes later the Avenger group comes and they all look confused except Clint and Nat. Lincoln looks over at them too and I smirk.
"This is going to be good." I tell Lincoln. "Took you long enough."
They all look over at us and see Lincoln and I. Stark ask, "Who is that?" and pints at us. Clint and Nat just keep walking over to us and we hug them.
I sling my arm over Clint's shoulder and he says, "This is Lincoln and Skye. We have known them for a while but I didn't expect them to be here."
"Same could be said about you and Nat. And for one, I didn't think I would be doing this either when I woke up this morning. I was supposed to go to the computer store today and pick out a new computer." I say with a pout.
"Well all of these introductions and reunions are nice and everything but it doesn't explain how you take down these alien things." Stark says and Lincoln and I look at Nat. She shrugs and I look at Lincoln. He smiles.
"Okay. You asked for it." I say and Stark looks at us confused. I send my quakes at him and Lincoln sends electricity at him. Stark goes flying back about ten feet and he ends up on his back. I laugh while Lincoln is trying his hardest not to. I turn to Clint, who is laughing, and Nat, who is just smiling, and say, "Fury not happy, is he?"
"I don't know. But I don't think he is mad. At least you helped." Nat says.
"What about Coulson, how's he doing?" I ask and everyone is silent. Lincoln and I look around and everyone else is looking down. I realize why. He dead. "No, no, no, no, no! He can't be." I say and then it snaps on Lincoln.
"I sorry. It was my fault. I should of told you earlier that he passed but you know, we were fighting an alien army and everything." Clint says.
By the time he finishes I am crying and he makes me laugh at the end. Lincoln warps me in a hug and ask over my shoulder, "What do you mean it was your fault Clint?"
And before Clint can answer Nat says,"He blames himself for Coulson's death. It was actually Loki's fault but let's forget about that right now. Let's go eat some Shawarma. Stark, lead the way."
I let go of Lincoln and start walking. About half way there Tony asks me,"So are you and Sparky over there a thing?"
I laugh and say,"Us, a thing? In your dreams. He is like my brother and if you don't want to be fried then I suggest you don't call him Sparky when he's around. He doesn't like it very much. One of the agents figured that out the hard way."
AN: Hoped you liked the chapter and please give me any suggestions if you have any. Sorry again for the short chapter and thanks for reading!
Ba Bye!