Chapter 25
May's POV
"Hello Agent May" Simmons says as I walk in to the dinning room after spending some time trying to find her.
"Hi, Simmons I have actually been looking for you" I tell her sitting down next to her and scanning the room to make sure Skye was no where near us. "I need your help with something"
"You need my help?" she asks confused.
"Yes, it's Skye's birthday in a next week. It's the first birthday I have spent with her. It's the first time she has celebrated her real birthday" I tell her hoping she will help me plan something special.
"I am afraid that I still don't understand why you need my help"
"I want to do something special but… I don't know. I can't think of anything" I tell her frustrated.
"I think Skye would like something simple" she tells me.
"Simple?" I ask.
"Dinner, cake and presents. Nothing fancy just spending time with her family and friends"
"You think she would like that?" I ask her wanting to Skye too have a perfect birthday.
"So I will take Skye away from the base, which will give you and Trip enough time to get everything ready" I tell Simmons once we had spent some time planning a surprise party for Skye.
"Don't worry Agent May I will make sure everything is ready by the time you two get back to base" Simmons tells me.
"Thank you Simmons I really wanted this to be special for her"
Skye's POV
"Daisy, Drop the scissors" I here Mum say from behind me, I am standing in front of the bathroom mirror. I turn to see her holding her hands up and taking hesitant steps towards me.
"Oh ha ha" I say dropping my hand down from where I was about to cut my hair.
"What are you doing?" She asks taking the scissors from me and holding them behind her back
"I was making a pizza" I say sarcastically, reaching for the scissors.
"Thats not what I meant" She says "Why are you suddenly cutting your own hair?"
"Grandma called. While she was trying to persuade me to switch to her agency, she asked if I had been able to get a hair cut yet" I tell her and she just rolls her eyes.
"Don't listen to her Daisy, your hair is fine" She tells me.
"I know, I just really want to change it" I try to explain, not sure how to tell her why I feel the need to change it.
"Okay" she says walking out in to the hall and coming back with a chair. "Sit down" she says and my eyes dart between the chair, Mum and the scissors in her hand.
"Do you even know how to cut hair?" I ask.
"Yes, I worked in a hair saloon once when I was undercover" she says patting the chair "trust me" she says and I instantly sit down.
"Okay, but if you make me look bad I will be telling Grandma that you were the one that cut my hair" I threaten, she just laughs.
"Okay then no pressure. So what do you want me to do?" she asks. Lifting my hair up and letting it fall.
"I don't know just, something different. Surprise me" I tell her and she just raises an eyebrow asking if I was sure, seeming hesitant.
"I trust you" I tell her simply.
"Okay" she says giving me a small smile before looking at my hair and playing with it until she seems to decide what she is going to do and starts cutting while I sit nervously watching in the mirror. "So Grandma called you?"
"Yeah, she calls ever few days" I tell her. "She said she got tired of calling you and you not answering"
"I was normally on missions when she called I couldn't always answer" she sighs cutting off more hair. "I'm glad your getting to know her though"
"Me too" I say hoping that she wasn't upset that Grandma hadn't been calling her. "It is you we normally talk about by the way. She is always asking how you are doing" I tell her she doesn't say anything just nods and continues cutting my hair.
"What do you think?" Mum asks nervously once she had finished.
"It's a…." I stutter as I play with my hair.
"Is your stuttering a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A good thing, I really like it" I say getting up and brushing hair off me. "Thank you, I'll admit I was a little scared that it was going to look terrible" I smirk she just rolls her eyes and hits me with a towel she had in her hand.
"Are you sure you like it?" she asks.
"Yeah, I do. Do you need a hair cut?" I joke.
"Sorry but I don't trust you with a pair of scissors" she says as we begin cleaning up the bathroom. "You can barely cut your food"
"Oh come on. That's hardly the same thing" beginning an argument that lasts until we had both make it to the kitchen for dinner.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" Mum asks once everyone else had left for bed.
"Sure, but only If I get to pick" I say going to set up my laptop to the TV and turn on Spy Kids.
"What are we watching?" Mum asks walking in to the rec room with popcorn and drinks.
"Spy Kids" she just sits down and looks at me confused. "It's about two siblings that find out their parents are spies. Their parents get captured by the bad guys and they have to go save them"
"Okay, but why are we watching a kids movie"
"Because kids movies are the best. Plus this is one of my favourites. At one point I was convinced that my parents were spies" I say and laugh when I realize I was right, Mum seems to think it was funny too. "Actually, now that I think about it some people owe me money"
"You made a bet that your parents were spies"
"Yeah it helped to think of all the reasons why our parents weren't there, why they had left us" I tell her remembering the many conversations and arguments I had with the other kids. Mum gives me a side hug while the movie starts.
"Is everything alright?" I ask once the end credits start. "You keep looking at me like I'm seconds away from disappearing or something" I say.
"Everything is fine" she says and I just give her a look "It's nothing. It's just" she pauses looking away "Today it's the day you disappeared. I mean I know you here and your safe and everything but, I had this weird dream last night that I woke up and you were gone….. Sorry It's nothing" she sighs.
"It's okay I get it you feel like you're going to wake up and find out everything in the past few month was a dream. That none of it was real" I say having felt that way myself, she nods.
"It's late you should go get some sleep" she says still not looking at me but, I can tell that she is still upset and worried about me disappearing again even if it's not going to happen.
"You know this was just the first movie. We still have another three to watch" I tell her.
"Thank you, but you don't need to do that I'll be fine I'm just worrying about nothing" she says with a small smile that almost makes her act believable. I get up and leave the room quickly going to my bunk and getting a few blankets. I come back to find her cleaning up the remaining popcorn and drinks.
"I can't just let you watch one. Plus it's been ages since I had a Spy Kids marathon" I tell her sitting back down on the couch. It takes a few second of what seems to be internal debate before she comes and sits down next to me pulling most of the blanket away from me. I glare at her before starting Spy Kids 2 and moving closer to share the blankets.
When a confused Trip finds us the next morning before his training we are still wrapped up in a pile of blankets on the couch with the credits of the last movie playing.