Driving the bus was odd, for some reason. Like she was treading on eggshells. It was quiet… she was alone. Something she knew she enjoyed. May had sat here hundreds of times before… so why now was that she felt like it was different?
Her hand came to flick a switch.
Maybe because now… she was a new person, so to speak. Was it that? Her eyes followed along the cockpit, landing on a few things she had left here...which wasn't a lot. May had like to keep it clean and tidy, no matter how long she had sat in the pilot seat for.
But this silence now gave her a time to think… Fury had done what he needed to do. He'd need to disappear for the time being… She was stuck with Coulson and her team. One of which really knew who she was, the others not so much. Longer she was here, there was still a risk of being found out to who she really was and all her efforts were for naught.
But Coulson truly believed she was dead.. But that'd leave an expectation onto her new Chen identity with her Melinda May past. Trust her to be in some sort of competition with herself. May shook her head lightly with a deep sigh.
But since she was no longer Melinda May… She'd have to change a few things so not to be too similar to her past. Probably no Tai chi in the mornings, though she could do more that in the afternoon so not to cut it out completely…
And her nano mask equipment! That'd be hard to hide. Especially if there were room checks. Her cover would be blown… wouldn't be too hard to escape either if she panicked. May's hand drifted to her throat, rubbing the delicate bruises. But that was hardly a way out...
"They told me your Ex did that." Came a sudden voice.
May yelped out, jumping visibly though barely stopped herself from swerving the entire plane. She whipped around to see Coulson in the doorway, arms folded over his chest, her fingers just pressing the autopilot before her body wasn't reacting to herself
Her heart pounded in her chest… her hands shaking and her head even spun for a second, the tips of her fingers felt tingly before she felt a shortness of breath as she tried to breath as panic seemed to flood her system, The moments before her death of Coulson's angry face seemed to flash in front of her eyes
It took a moment but May closed her eyes, trying to breath in deep, gripping onto the co-pilot's seat. She knew what was happening...but she had to get control over it...
"Chen!" She hear a new voice, opening her eyes to see Simmons's face in front of hers. "Take deep 'l be fine- what did you do?" Simmons addressed Coulson the last bit.
"Nothing, I just spoke to her. She was startled."
"You triggered a panic attack." Simmons grumbled but May closed her eyes again but it took a moment before she felt some control seem to be returned to her; her heart rate calming with each breath she took. She clenched her hand before relaxing.
"Okay, It's over now." Simmons said softly though felt her grip her upper arm, pulling softly. "You need a drink… food and a rest."
"I know.." May answered, taking charge and softly, pulling from Simmons's grip. "There's about 17 hours of fuel left, I can change the course of the autopilot of you have a destination." She spoke, almost annoyed at herself at how quiet her voice had gone speaking to him.
Coulson nodded but she could see the frown on his face but she let Simmons pull her away, not having her change the destination
May didn't speak for a while though walked beside Simmons, letting her take the lead into the mid section of the plane… She immediately saw Skye and Fitz sitting down at the sofas, talking though she saw them both look to her. May looked away after a second and walked towards the kitchen.
"I'll talk to them, let them to you one at a time." Simmons said though May shrugged.
"I don't mind them both coming to talk to me."
"You've just had a panic attack, M-Chen. You're traumatic experiences are too fresh to be overcrowded. Even with the other two." May looked sharply to SImmons, who almost slipped up on her name.
"I've had a panic attack before. I can handle it."
"It's a process you still have to go through.. Eat, Drink and Sleep. Doctors orders." Simmons said sharply then walked away, towards the other two.
May sighed deeply, though could hear Skye and Fitz immediately start talking; no doubt about her. Not a new feeling but something of expectation. She hadn't really planned much into it but now… She had mentally glossed over the facts. Skye would be most curious on her… so she'd have to have info to match her file. May knew she had put in her Chen file she had been in a relationship- not married. So her ex, could be settled for ex boyfriend or ex finance. Either would work as none would have any official documents.
Taking a look in the cupboards, she was surprised to see it stocked up though she checked the fridge to see there was some sushi meals there at the back. She dug them out and found some salads, water and a lime jello. Not the best meal but she hadn't realized how hungry she was… SO she probably needed to eat more if she was burning up energy via death. Who knew that was calorie crunching.
May put all her meal onto a tray though flicked the kettle on before she heard a small cough behind her, turning to see it was Skye. Unsurprisingly.
"Hello." May spoke after a moment.
"Hey…" Skye started, though May could feel her gaze. "Simmons said you had a panic attack…"
"I did." May answered, turning her back to make up her herbal tea. "What about it?"
"Nothing I was just…" Skye's tone had changed, a little affronted.
"Look, I know you're just trying to break the ice to talk to me, but I'm exhausted on many levels. I'd gladly talk to you later but in a better head space." May started, turning to look at Skye to say that giving her a soft smile.
Skye's expression soften but there was some understanding in her eyes.
"Thank you." May sighed, though a thought occurred to her. "One thing, do you know where I could sleep?"
If Coulson thought she was dead then there was a low chance she could sleep in her former bunk. She was not gonna be able to sleep out on the sofa either…
Skye paused, her eyes flickering to the bunks. "Err.. no. but you can borrow one… or we have a spare Bunk… it used to be Agent Ward's bunk but-"
"Any one is fine."
Wards one… she didn't like the idea but if it was a spare bed, she'd take it.
Skye nodded, then turned to the bunks with a jerk of her chin "Mine's the middle. Best to use that for now. Ward's one has yet to be cleared and I think Agent Triplet might be using that one." She pointed out.
May nodded. "Okay. Thanks." She poured the boiling water into the mug then moved from the kitchen towards the table closets and sat down but after a moment, she removed the scarf from around her neck to eat, keeping the beanie on. She could probably do with a hair cut… so not to look like her real self a little more.
May ate slowly, most due to the sensitivity of her throat still, draining her water but sipped on her tea slowly, rising to her feet. Replenishing her body's energy, it actually felt good. Though it highlighted how tried she was…
Barely bidding the others a word, She slipped into Skye's bunk though despite how weird that even felt, taking off her boots and lay on top of the covers though slid the blind of the window down to make the bunk fall into darkness. But it only took a few minutes to drop off into a uneasy sleep….