I know things are very restricted to these three characters, but once the plot starts to complicate, other characters will appear.
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Phil was sitting at a bench in the gym. He wanted to punch a bag and let off the steam but a wave of melancholy had been taking over his whole body, for days now, and made his limbs feel heavy. The door creaked open and then he heard strong footsteps slowly coming his way. He didn't even bother to look and see who was it, keeping his eyes fixed on the punching bag.
"Told the Council that Skye is adopted," Maria disclosed, taking a seat next to Phil. "There's no reason to worry about her safety."
"Good," he blurted somewhat distractedly, nodding his head for emphasis. "Thanks."
"Do you know if she has powers?"
The agent raised his eyes and looked at his superior officer – and friend, "We don't know. Melinda says not all Inhumans get powers. The chances are high but there's no certainty. But I do appreciate your lie to the Council. Skye's already pretty shaken up with all of this, last thing she'd need would be to be forcefully taken away too."
Maria let out a heavy sigh, "I gave you my word, Coulson. We're taking good care of her."
"Your word doesn't matter much to me right now," he said coldly. "I'd like it a lot more if you'd let me see her, or if you'd let her go."
"You don't have the clearance to access the files, let alone be in the labs."
Phil got to his feet and buttoned his jacket, "Thank you for your lie to the Council, Hill."
"Where are you going?"
"Home," Phil told her as he began to walk away. "I don't have Melinda so I have to pick up Skye from school," he turned around, "and it's not like I'm doing much around here anyways. Besides, I feel everyone's eyes burning holes in my back. It's really uncomfortable."
"Coulson…" the woman called in vain.
"See you later, Hill," he said, stuffing his hands in the pockets and walking to the door.
Once again Phil found his daughter waiting for him by the school's gate, holding the straps of her schoolbag, eyes fixed on the ground. He tried his best to smile but Skye's sadness always left him heartbroken. He could tell she was more than fed up with the fact that every time she asked about Melinda and said she missed her, he only had two answers: he'd either say she was coming home soon, or that he missed her too. She asked him every night why didn't he go and get her mother back. Phil never had a convincing answer to give her.
The neighbor's kids were playing out in the street when Phil and Skye arrived. The girl looked at them as she got off the car.
"Why don't you go and play with them?" Phil asked, resting his hands over her shoulders. "I'll make us a nice snack and I'll call you when it's ready."
Skye shrugged and gave her father her schoolbag so he could carry it inside. Not even five minutes later she was standing next to him in the kitchen.
"You're already back here, monkey?" he asked, looking up from the sandwich he was cutting.
"Their mom told them to go inside," she replied, taking a seat. "She said she didn't want them around me."
Phil placed a sandwich before Skye's seat and sat across from her. People were going paranoid over any little thing. He should have known better. In four days he, and many other drivers, had had redirected their routes to their workplace some five times because there were protests going on in the streets and the police was forwarding the traffic somewhere else. But what made Phil feel even worse was the way the neighbors looked at them ever since SHIELD picked up Melinda at their house. People eyed them suspiciously and kept their distance like if they had an infectious disease.
"Dad can play with you if you want," he offered a faint smile.
"S'okay," she answered apathetically and resumed eating quietly.
He sighed thoroughly. That was the moment Phil realized he had to run away with Skye, maybe to his hometown in Wisconsin. He couldn't trust anyone around to leave Skye with, safely. But he knew and trusted people back in the quiet seaside city where he grew up. If he'd be assured that Skye was safe, then he'd try to get Melinda back. He had to get her back.