Author's Note: Hello everyone, I'm sorry it's been so long since I updated. New York Comic Con was amazing. I got to meet Ming Na Wen, she is truly as amazing in person. I hope many of you got the same chance. Anyway, enjoy the story.
Slowly time began to pass. At first it just days slipping away, then it was months. May's leg had healed and her training soon after resumed. It had been nearly six months since, Coulson called May to inform her that he hadn't heard anything about Daisy. While May wasn't content with this answer, she did acknowledge that the others couldn't get much information without looking suspicious.
May sat in the pilot seat of a quinjet, Maria had gotten word of a sleeper cell of hydra agents. Agent Hill had determined that informing the Avengers of this was the best course of action. Especially considering that there were rumors of Hydra having a powered asset. Steve had invited May to go with them.
Clint and Natasha had decided that if May was an avenger she needed an outfit. Apparently, her current outfit looked too similar to Nat's and it wouldn't be good for aesthetics. So, they had put together an outfit. It had the same basic idea of the SHIELD tactical suits, only they had made the suit out of a dark red material. The belt and the boots were black, as was the mask they had found to go with it. The suit reminded May of the Incredibles.
At first, May had point blank refused to wear the outfit, but then Natasha pointed out that anyone who knew her would immediately know it was her. So, begrudgingly, May had put on the crimson uniform. The piece that she liked the most was the mask, she liked the way it felt on her face.
"Five minutes out," May called back to the group of superheroes seated in the cabin on the jet.
"We need a plan of attack," Steve told the group of heroes.
"I have a plan, attack," Tony replied sarcastically as the suit closed in around him. May rolled her eyes and she noticed Steve doing the same. Over the past few months she had enjoyed having the star spangled man as a sparring partner. He posed a bit of a challenge.
"Tony, when has that plan actually worked well for you?" Steve asked staring the billionaire down. Tony held his hands up and sat down heavily next to Pietro Maximoff.
May had also spent a bit of time with the Maximoff twins, she rather liked those kids. She understood why Clint liked them as well. Pietro had quite the sense of humor and Wanda was a gem. They reminded May of her old team.
"Well, there was that one time when I like destroyed and entire terrorist cell," Tony replied sarcastically.
"Well when I took down the Nazis we had a very specific plan in mind," Steve said heatedly standing. May rolled her eyes again.
"Fellas, how about we stop comparing foot size and come up with a plan," Natasha said from where she sat next to Clint. Clint was busy playing wit the string of his bow and wasn't too concerned with was going on with the others.
"I couldn't agree more Agent Romanoff," Steve said stiffly. "I was thinking, I want Tony above us with a thermal visual of the area. Pietro and Wanda, you two work best as a team. As do Agents Barton and Romanoff. So, that leaves me and Agent May to go in together."
"Clint and I could cover you guys all as you go in," Natasha offered as she loaded one of her pistols.
"So, you two can provide cover as Agent May and I go through the front while the Maximoffs go through the back," Steve clarified, the team nodded, May signalled her approval from her seat in the front of the jet.
"I still like my plan better," Tony muttered grumpily. He wasn't too happy with his job but he understood why he had been given this plan.
Steve began to make his way to the front of the jet to talk to May about their plan. He took the co pilot seat and put on the headset. May hit a button so they could speak without being broadcasted through the intercom system.
"Captain," May addressed Steve.
"May, I just wanted to be sure that your leg is feeling fine," Steve said, glancing over at the brace that she had on her knee.
"It's been fine today, I just wanted to keep the brace on in case," May explained glancing down at the brace. "The break by my knee was the last one to fully heal."
"As long as you think you're fine I trust that," Steve told her, nodding. "So, entering through the front. I'm thinking back to back for our position."
"Sounds good to me, sir," May confirmed, pressing a few buttons to lower the landing gear to set down nicely on the ground.
"You know you don't have to call me sir," Steve told May with a slight smile.
"You're my boss, I've always called my boss sir," May replied seriously. Granted she hadn't always called Coulson sir, but she did generally use a title of some kind.
"I'll work on that," Steve said. "Are we landing?"
"Yes, I'm setting the jet on autopilot so I can get ready," May told Steve as she unstrapped her seatbelt and moved to her bag.
"I will go inform the team," Steve said and went to the cabin once more. May grabbed her two glocks and slid them into the holsters around her thighs.
May sighed, she missed the days when she could say her mantra of "If I need a gun, I'll take one." Nowadays, she couldn't afford to go anywhere without a gun. Hydra had completely eliminated the any peace May had once believed existed.
She stood, adjusted her knee brace, sliding on the thin black eye mask, May walked from the cockpit to join the superheroes awaiting her.
Phil Coulson was used to being alone. He had lived alone for a large portion of his life. His only family had died years ago. His job had gotten in the way of all his relationships. But, then he had found a new family. May, Sky.. Daisy, Fitz, Simmons, and Mack, they had been his family. He still had Mack, and he saw Fitzsimmons whenever he landed at base. But he missed May.
It wasn't even that he just missed talking to May. He missed the way she would raise an eyebrow when she was surprised. He miss the way she stood, every ounce of her petite form emanating confidence. Yes, he knew why she left. But, he couldn't help but want her back. The new director was an overconfident ass and only made him miss May more.
The Director was possibly the most frustrating part of it all. He knew the Director had to be hiding something, but he couldn't figure it out.
Coulson turned down a hallway of the Playground. He had decided to check on the last inhuman he and Mack had brought in. The woman had been extremely nervous about leaving her children and family. Coulson had promised her that he would look out for them. He would make sure they wouldn't be swallowed by a faulty system.
Scanning his badge, Coulson entered the containment module block. Coulson walked over to see which of the modules had an occupant. Eight of ten did, that was strange. Coulson only remembered seeing seven profiles.
He moved to the window to see who was in the now filled module. Looking into the room he saw a figure in the bed. The figure had black hair and was facing around. Coulson walked around the module to find a different window. Looking, once again, into the block Coulson was astonished to what he was seeing.
It was Daisy… Daisy was in the bed.
Coulson pulled out his phone and immediately dialed May's number the phone rang. He was put to voice mail. He called again. And again. Finally, Coulson just left a message and went to leave the containment block.
He needed to get to Mack. He needed Mack if he wanted to get Daisy out of the block. Coulson was nearly back to the hangar when he ran into the Director. The Director took one look at Coulson face. Red faced, angry, and running towards the hangar.
"Well, shit," Director Mace cursed, then punched Coulson straight in the face.
AN: Well, I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sorry if anyone was getting May x Cap feels, that's one of my ships but not in this story. I have decided that May needs a superhero name for when she's fighting with the avengers. I would use the Calvary, but I'm hesitant to. If you have a better name please leave it in the comments. Next chapter will have more Daisy in it I promise.
