It's kind of confusing, but it will clear up once I get to the "good part" of the story that I have been planning.
She tries to keep her eyes open, when Michael talks to to her. She can't understand the muffled words, but suddenly she feels that sharp needle in her thigh and she gasps air in her lungs. Eyes wide open.
"Can you hear me?"
May finally meets the man's eyes and he sighs in relief. She looks around and realizes he has put her sit down, leaning her back on the tire of the car. Hand on her chest, feeling her heart beat slowing down. "It happened again." She whispers under her breath and he nods.
"May!" Skye yells and their eyes widen. May mouths to Michael. Hide. Hide.
"Coulson said it isn't save down there! You and err your friend should come up." Skye rolls her eyes and looks down from the stairs.
"We'll be there in a minute!" Michael yells back and May punches his arm with all her strenght. He mouths her clearly. OW!
"Okay!"
Michael rubs his arm. "Why did you do that?" He asks in disbelief and that's when May raises to her feet, but wobbles. He quickly leans her back on the car door and takes her arm to support her.
"See? There's no way they don't notice this." May breathes deep and closes her eyes to stop room from spinning. He looks at her and glances at her feet. "Yes. That's true."
She opens her eyes slowly and stares at him with a look that said 'tired of your bullshit'. "I can help you and you can say that you twisted your ankle badly."
"He'll never believe that." She sighs. Bus starts to raise from the ground with a slight tremmor. Michael looks around. "You have better idea?"
Coulson keeps calling to other secret base as Skye looks up now and then from her computer screen that had been set up in the lounge. Hunter and Bobbi keep bickering over smallest things as Mack rolls his eyes and keeps working on the weapon maps with Fitz.
Jemma walks down the stairs to cargo hold and her lab. She suddenly freezes, when she hears a soft gasp. "Hello?" She looks around and that's when May walks slowly towards her.
"Simmons." May says with a quiet voice and keeps walking slow to avoid the dizziness. Younger woman's reaction read volumes. She hurriedly walked right beside her. "Are you feeling alright?"
"She's fine." They hear rough man's voice and both turn to look behind May. Michael comes to view and Simmons looks at him suspectively. "And you are?" She asks with not so nice tone.
May turns to face her. "Jemma." She warns her with a low tone, feeling like a mother again to these younger agents. Michael smirks.
"Name is Michael. May's best friend." He said too proudly, which made May to face the man with an annoyed sigh.
"You never came up. Skye was worried." Jemma says, still observing slightly older woman beside her. "You look pale. I want to make some tests."
May immediately shook her head. "No."
"May. You have to. Look at you." She says quickly and points her feet. They are shaking and May curses in her mind for looking so weak. She opens her mouth to protest, but Jemma quickly adds. "You are in no shape to work for him."
"She's right." Michael says, which makes May to give him one of her death glares. "No." She says with a low darker voice. She knows she has gotten worse and it only means one thing.
Jemma feels like she knows what the problem could be for May to protest that. "I know why you don't want to. You already know what's wrong with you.. Don't you?" May doesn't look up to meet her eyes and Simmons nods. "Let me help you."
That's when May meets her eyes. "You can't."
Jemma looks at her confused. "What?" Her voice throaty.
"No one can." May adds and then turns to Michael. "Help Coulson. I'll be up shortly."
"You sure?" He asks and she just nods. "Okay." He says and walks toward the stairs.
"What do you mean?" Jemma has had time to process what she said. Her voice quiet and yet worried. "What do you mean no one can help you?"
May sees the worry and sadness in her eyes and that's exactly what she wants to avoid seeing in Phil's eyes. "You are right. I know what's wrong."
Jemma looks up and blinks quickly, hoping the tears that had swelled in her eyes won't fall. "You're not going to tell me."
May hears her voice break and she looks down to her own feet. "There's nothing you can do."
Jemma quickly turns and grabs a little tighter hold of her arms than she probably meant to. "You don't know that." Her eyes determined. Ready to fight for her. "Tell me everything right now."
"Heart failure." May says suddenly, shocking herself in process. Realizing she has never said the words out loud. Girl in front of her blinks, but in seconds is able to get the emotion away from her eyes. No more shocked.
"I may not be able to save you." She says sadly. "But I sure as hell want to slow the process." She smiles slightly, trying to hide her sadness over the fact she's dying and that makes May smile for the first time in weeks for real. Simmons didn't lie to her. She didn't tell her she would find a way, because there isn't one. Only person who could probably save her life is now in Bahrain. There's no way survives back to Bahrain.
She feels it. Her time is running out.
Meanwhile...
Man glances away from a picture of himself and small baby in in his arms to the beautiful sunset. Grasping the picture to his chest. "Daddy will find you baby girl. I won't stop until I do. I will find you."
It seems like it's getting to the point where everyone is gradually starting to know except the most important person in her life.
More chapters coming, but I must say I'm going to be extremely busy at work for few days. Just hold on, sweet readers of mine.