A New Rose Chapter 6: I Need My Girl, a X-Men: The Movie + Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Crossover fanfic

A New Rose

Disclaimer:
As per usual, I own nothing!

Rating:
T

Genre:
Romance/Family/Angst

Pairing:
Coulsye

Lyrics Used:
Blake Shelton - "I Need My Girl"
Chloe Wang - "Every Day In Between"

I Need My Girl

I don't need another drink of Johnny Walker Red | And, I don't need another drag off a Marlboro cigarette | And, I don't need me telling myself everything's gonna be all right | And, I don't need me lying here alone again tonight

"Well …" Logan stated, gruffly, walking up to the doorway to the room where Skye was training with Storm. "Here, we are." He offered, by way of greeting. "She's in the middle of training – she's really come a long way in controlling her powers. Still got a ways to go, but, she's made real progress." He elaborated, carefully opening the doors – hoping not to break Skye's focus.

As the doors swung open, Phil saw Skye standing in the middle of the room, next to a woman dressed in a white blouse and dark wash jeans with short, white hair and dark gray eyes. The woman had her hands on Skye's shoulders, whispering something in her ear. Looking across the room, Phil noticed a tall, intense older man with silver hair and a firm, sculpted physique. Something about the man didn't sit right with Phil. But, before he could dwell on it too much longer, he noticed that Storm had given him a signal to begin. Before Phil could react, he could see a large knife lift out of the back of the man's pocket of its own accord as it flew directly at Skye. Terrified, Phil shifted his focus, preparing to protect the mother of his unborn child when he saw her throw her hands up, defensively as an invisible forcefield manifested – protecting Skye as the knife flew back toward the man that had launched it at her, in the first place.

"What the hell is the matter with you?!" Storm hissed, charging across the room at Magneto. "We had a deal! No. Sharp. Objects." She ground out. "You were to stick to safe, non-lethal objects only! Do you have any idea what kind of risk you posed to Skye and-"

"'Scuse me …" Logan interjected, clearing his throat to announce his presence. "But, we have company." He added as all eyes turned to him and Phil in the doorway.

"Coulson!" Skye breathed, awestruck by her lover's presence at the school, as she raced across the room – launching herself into his arms – as she threw her own arms around his neck. "You're here!" She added, voice shaking from the tears threatening to fall.

"Is it true?" Phil asked, breathlessly, as they finally parted.

Staring back into her lover's eyes, quizzically, Skye wondered "Is what true?" Though, she feared she already knew the answer to that question as she steeled herself for the explanation she knew she'd have to face sooner or later.

"What Logan told me." Coulson supplied, cryptically. "About the baby? … You're pregnant?"

And, there it was. The cat was out of the bag. Unsure of how to proceed, Skye couldn't decide how to feel. On the one hand, she was relieved to see Phil again. On the other, she was furious with Logan for telling Phil about the baby when they'd already arranged for her to have that extremely delicate conversation with him, herself. Before she realized it, the ground had started to shake – decorations falling from their hanging places on the walls … glass shattering around them – as she glared, directly at Logan. "How could you?" She hissed, her voice deathly quiet. "You were supposed to let me discuss my pregnancy with my unborn child's father!" She spat, venomously."

"Skye, please …" Logan replied, attempting to placate his young friend. Cautiously stepping forward, toward the young woman, with his hands raised – reaching out toward her. However, he only made it a couple of steps before Skye threw her hands up, defensively – creating a forcefield which not only knock Logan off of his feet, but, threw him to the bottom landing of the adjacent staircase.

"Logan!" Storm cried out, racing down the stairs to her teammate's aid. Meanwhile, Magneto could sense an awkward situation arising and took the opportunity to make his discreet exit.

"Logan?!" Coulson questioned, turning to follow the direction in which he'd seen the stranger that had led him to Skye had been thrown.

"Bloody hell!" Hunter muttered, under his breath. "You stay here with Skye." He added, focusing his attention on Coulson, for a moment, before returning to the matter of the mutant lying at the bottom of the stairs. "I'm gonna go deal with that."

Phil just nodded, numbly, as he turned around and noticed he and Skye were alone. Fortunately, the shaking had stopped when Logan hit the floor and Skye seemed to have visibly calmed herself. Though, he could tell she was clearly upset with herself for having lost control, again. Carefully, Phil crossed the room – thankful that Skye hadn't thrown up her defenses, again – and wrapped his arms around her as he held her close, against his chest.

Reveling in the warmth and security of Phil's embrace – a feeling she had missed for far too long – Skye felt all of her walls crashing down around her. "I'm so sorry …" She cried, quietly, into his shoulder – clinging to him, desperately. "I didn't wanna hurt him." She elaborated, her voice thick and watery with the tears that fell against her will.

"I know." Coulson assured her, quietly. "I know you didn't. We all do – even Logan." He added, quietly – holding her with one arm while the other hand gently stroked her hair.

"Ever since I got here, he's been like a brother to me!" Skye added, shakily. "I would never do anything to intentionally hurt him – I just … I was just upset and I just wanted him to back off and I–"

"I know." Coulson repeated, quietly, once more. "And, he'll be okay." He added, pulling just far enough away from Skye to look her in the eye. "I'm more worried about you, right now. You and the baby."

"Everything's fine." Skye assured him, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Jean's been taking really good care of me, ever since we found out I was pregnant." She added, regaining her composure. "She's been handling all of my … prenatal care." She added, finishing with a tone of disbelief. "Wow … Ya know I … I never thought that this would happen … I can't believe this is actually happening …" She spoke, her face plagued with her disbelief. "I'm actually pregnant and talking about 'prenatal care' and my baby …"

"It's a lot to take in …" Phil replied. Truthfully, he was in the same boat. Settling down and having a family … That sort of thing had just never been in the cards, for him. Or, so, he'd once thought. But, he'd once thought a lot of things before he met Skye. She'd changed so much in his life. He didn't really see why this should be any different. "And, I know it's overwhelming – everything's gonna change …" He admitted, stepping in closer to her, taking her arms into his grasp as he looked straight into her eyes. "But, these are uncharted waters–" He began, only to be cut off.

"And, if anyone can find a way through them, it's me." Skye supplied, rolling her eyes playfully at Phil. "Am I right?"

"Actually …" Phil corrected, gently, cupping Skye's chin, tenderly, between his thumb and forefinger. "I was going to say … If anyone can find a way through them … It's us." He finished, staring straight into his lover's eyes, driving his point home.

10 weeks later

Today was the big day. Skye and Coulson were meeting with Jean in the hospital ward to learn the sex of their baby. Jean smiled when she walked in to see Skye already laying back on the exam table with her button-down shirt open to reveal her stomach, which had already begun to round out, nicely – at least according to Jean. Skye, sometimes, couldn't help feeling self-concious about her changing body. It was during those times, she was grateful to have someone as loving and supportive as Coulson who constantly reminded her of just how beautiful she was, in his eyes. "Are you guys ready to find out the sex of your baby?" Jean asked, with an excited smile on her face. This may not have been an ideal situation – with Skye's pregnancy piled on top of her trying to learn to control her emotions and her powers – but, she couldn't deny how happy she was for the two young, lovebirds. They really are great, together. She thought to herself, as she watched the couple before her.

"Beyond 'ready'." Skye affirmed, eagerly. "The anticipation's been driving me crazy." She elaborated, before turning to Phil, squeezing his hand, gently. "I think it's gonna be a girl … And, Phil seems to be convinced it's gonna be a boy." She added, playfully. "So, I'd greatly appreciate it if you could settle the debate, once and for all."

"Well, I'll certainly give it my best shot." Jean replied, readying her equipment. "But, I will warn you … The results of this ultrasound will depend, largely, on your baby's willingness to cooperate with us." She added, with a playful smile.

"Great." Phil replied, with a note of playful sarcasm in his voice. "In that case we may never know until the baby's born." He added, earning himself a playful smack on the chest from the young mother-to-be.

"Well, then, I guess we'll just have to keep our fingers crossed." Jean replied, playfully, she finished preparing her tools. "Okay, then … Do you guys have any questions, before we start?" She asked.

"Well, I did have one question, I was kinda curious about." Skye began, carefully.

"Of course, Skye." Jean replied, warmly. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, it's just that …" Skye paused, trying to figure out how to phrase her question. "I was just wondering if it's normal to be this big, this early." She finally finished, running her free hand over her protruding stomach. "I mean, it looks like I swallowed a watermelon whole."

"Every pregnancy is different, Skye." Jean assured the young mother-to-be, gently. "Some women don't start showing until very late in the pregnancy and some show unusually early. I'm sure it's nothing to be concerned about."

"Are you sure?" Skye questioned, an uneasy tone in her voice.

"Of course." Jean reassured Skye, with a warm smile. "Now … This is gonna be cold." She smiled, as she spread the jelly over Skye's stomach before beginning the ultrasound examination.

Phil and Skye shared an excited gaze as they anxiously waited for the image to appear on the monitor before them. In just moments, they would know the gender of their unborn child.

"Well, it looks like I've got a little surprise for the two of you." Jean spoke, breaking the silence, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"What is it?" Skye questioned, curious about the tone in the doctor's voice as well as the mischievous grin on her face.

"What's going on?" Phil questioned, equally curious.

"Well, to settle your debate …" Jean began, pausing tauntingly. "It looks like you're both right." She grinned, pointing to the monitor. "Congratulations, you guys … It's twins!" Phil and Skye shared a shocked gaze before staring, in disbelief at the monitor. There, right before their very eyes were two very clearly defined babies. "Baby A …" Jean added, pointing to one of the babies on the screen " … appears to be a beautiful little baby girl, while Baby B …" She elaborated, shifting the focus to the second baby on the screen. " … would appear to be a bouncing baby boy." She smiled, watching the soon-to-be parents staring, in awe, at the sight of their unborn children on the screen before them. Sensing they might want a moment alone to discuss the shocking development, she spoke once more. "I'll give you guys a moment to yourselves…" She finished, as she took her leave.

"Now, that I did not see coming." Phil Coulson spoke, dumbfounded by the latest development in his beloved young hacktivist's pregnancy.

"You're telling me?!" Skye replied, equally dumbfounded by the latest turn of events. She never even thought she'd have one child … Now, she had just learned she was carrying two. Her entire world had been turned upside down. But, she wasn't entirely sure she was completely upset about it. "Well, I guess that explains my huge baby bump." She added, trying to inject a little levity into the situation.

"I'll say…" Phil replied, shifting his focus to Skye as he helped her sit upright, closing her blouse. "How do you feel about this?" He asked, gesturing toward the monitor.

"Well, it's definitely thrown me for a loop, that's for sure." Skye replied, absently rubbing her rounded belly. "I guess I don't really know how to feel about it." She offered, lamely. "I mean, I never even imagined myself as a mom … Now, I just found out I'm having twins…"

"It's a hell of a lot to take in." Phil affirmed. "There's no doubt about that."

"Definitely." Skye agreed. "But, honestly … I'm actually kind of excited about this." Skye explained, discovering an excitement that she hadn't realized she'd been feeling since the shock of learning about the twins had overwhelmed her entire body.

Phil had to admit that he shared Skye's excitement. He, too, had never thought he'd be a father. But, to learn that he would soon be the father of two … It was definitely an exhilerating thought. It was also terrifying. "I can't argue with you, there." Phil conceded. "But, it's also equally exciting and terrifying."

"No arguments, here, DC." Skye agreed. She, too, was terrified by the prospect of being responsible for two young lives. "I am completely in the dark on this…" She sighed, lightly, as Phil helped her to her feet.

"But, at least we're in the dark together." Phil smiled, repeating the same words Skye had once said to him, as he stared straight into her eyes.

"Yeah … We are." Skye smiled, leaning forward and closing the already small gap between them as she captured his lips with her own. Stepping back, she gripped Phil's left hand in her right as she spoke, again. "So … Are you ready to break the news to everyone else?"

"I'm ready whenever you are." Phil replied, giving Skye's hand a gentle squeeze as he led her out of the exam room to face their friends, together.

Author's Note:
As always, I hope you like this chapter and, please, don't forget to leave a review!

~Skye Coulson