Chapter 4

Who's up for another chapter? I know I am! I don't own any of the marvel characters, which is a shame, otherwise I would make Clint and Natasha a couple and not Steve and Natasha. Uggghh.

Oh, by the way, for the later chapters I am open for suggestions on who should be a couple.

Anyway enjoy.

May's point of view:

"I almost forgot how much paperwork one mission has," Phil commented with a sigh. We were almost done for the day and was just finishing up some paperwork, which we both hated with a passion.

"You and me both," I agreed before my thought drifted to our children. "I hope the kids are okay." I sighed thinking about not being with them.

"Jemma is with her Nanna, as she got out of preschool at noon and the boys should be getting home now," Phil informed me.

I looked up at him when he didn't continue, "Did you forget about someone?" I asked with a smile, it was almost teasing.

"Nope," Phil replied with a smirk, a mysterious glint in his eyes.

"What about Sk-" I begun right before the office door flew open and Skye came running in.

"Mama!" Skye exclaimed happily as her little legs thrusted her towards me. She was followed by Phil's rookie Clinton Barton or Clint as he likes to be called. He had a smile trained on his face.

"Hey baby," I greeted as I picked up our 3 year old daughter.

"Thanks for getting her, Barton," Phil said gratefully as he shook Clint's hand.

"No problem, Coulson. You did a lot for me, it's the least I could do," Clint replied before walking over to Skye, "Bye angel." He said to Skye before kissing her forehead, before bidding a goodbye to me and Phil and walking out of the office.

"Bye-bye," Skye replied after he had left, waving at the door.

I laughed after he had left, "You asked Hawkeye to get our daughter?" I asked looking over at Phil.

"He was free- so I thought, why not?" Phil replied, an innocent smile on his face, which made me laugh. It wasn't long before he announced that he was finished, although I couldn't be sure that he really was, he always put the children first, especially when they were nattering away. He stood up and waited patiently.

"What do you think baby, ready to go home?" I asked Skye, who was already falling asleep on me. I smiled down at her, "I'll take that as a yes."

Phil laughed lightly as he grabbed our bags before following us out, he locked up his office before we headed down to the car. I buckled Skye into her booster seat, "Can you drive? I am too tired," I asked. Phil simply nodded in reply as slid into the passenger side seat.

The drive home seemed longer than it usually was, but that didn't seem to both Skye who appeared to have even more energy.

"Mama, want out!" Skye exclaimed as she began jumping up and down in her seat, trying to wiggle her own way out.

"Alright princess, calm your jets down," I replied with a small chuckle as I slid out of the car and around to her side. "I haven't forgotten about you." I buckle Skye's seat at the same time as I bent down to pick up Skye's bottle. Although Skye did not wait as she managed to wiggle her way out of the car and started to run off, presumably to play.

"Skye!" I yelled after her as I quickly shut the car door and run after her, leaving Phil to gather our stuff. Thankfully, I was older, highly trained and had longer legs which enabled me to catch up with her with ease. I picked her up, swinging her around and making her face me, "You are not allowed to do that, no running off."

"Why?" asked Skye, making me sigh. Skye constantly asked why, she was at that annoying stage in her development.

"It is dangerous, something could of happen to you," I informed her, keeping my voice firm and soft.

"Why?" Skye repeated.

"Because there are bad people who could hurt you, and I don't want you hurt. I love you very much," I said pressing a kiss to Skye's nose.

"Love you, Mama," Skye replied, resting her head in the crock of my neck.

Holding onto Skye protectively, I glanced at Phil enroute towards the house. Slowly I unlocked the door to see all my other children watching one of their favorite shows Scooby-doo.

"Were home," I announced, gaining their attention.

Jemma looked up with a massive smile, her eyes lighting up at my voice, "Mommy's home!"

I placed Skye on the ground who ran straight to Lance and Grant, in order to catch Jemma who ran straight into my arms. I gave her a soft squeeze and kissed her head.

"Hi!" I hear Skye express as she attempted to climb onto the kitchen table in order to watch the game, but was unable to due to her height.

"Do you need help, Skyelight?" Asked Lance as his hand darted out to stop her falling.

"No, I can do it…" she muttered in response with determination, which made me laugh. She was starting to get more stubborn and independent. Although, after a couple more tries, she eventually gave up and looked at her older brothers, "Help."

Grant laughed softly as he helped her into her high chair. I could tell that was not the chair Skye wanted but kept quiet just wanting to be around her brothers.

Phil finally entered the house and quickly dropped our stuff into his office before he made his way to the living room. He didn't hesitate to drop down onto the couch and cuddle up with Trip and Leo to watch Scooby-doo with them.

"Oh! I almost forgot! Lance, how did soccer practice go?" I suddenly asked, walking over to him.

"OH! I made it! The couch was so impressed that he made me one of his heads!" Lance exclaimed, bouncing in his seat, sending both me and his father one of his classic and truly happy smiles.

"That's my boy!" said Phil comment with a proud smile.

"Congratulations honey, I know you'll make us proud." I placed a kiss to Lance's forehead before putting Jemma down who instantly gave Lance a hug.

"Mama, will I be seeing Clint again?" asked Skye randomly.

"I don't know," I replied as Phil turned around on the couch to look at her.

"Why sweetie?" He inquired. Skye has generally been untrusting and not liked any adults, especially males.

"Because he gave me ice cream," Skye confessed with a giggle.

"Did he?" I asked as I sent a glare in Phils directly; the last thing Skye needed was sugar.

Phil put his hands up in surrender, shaking his head in ignorance and innocence. "Lucky!" Leo exclaimed, saving Phil from getting in trouble.

"Mom, can we have ice cream?" Asked Trip, pouting along with Leo.

"No," I replied shortly.

"Had to ask," Trip muttered to himself, disappointed with the answer. Out of the Phil and I, the children always got away with more stuff with him than they did with me. I was the strict one and all the children knew that; It is part of what made us such a great team.

"So, miss Jemma, tell me-how was your first day of school?" I asked placing myself on the couch where Jemma was currently situated. As I was listening to Jemma, I couldn't help but notice that Skye had fallen fast asleep in her high chair. Her face was still directed at Grant's and Lance's game. I could tell that Grant was getting tired of losing battleship to his older brother but continued to play regardless. Leo was being cuddle with Phil as he fought the urge to fall asleep, but was failing. Trip was wide awake and laughing at Scooby-doo.

I couldn't contain the smile that spread across my lips and I found myself thinking 'how could I want more?'