I'm back for more! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, EVERYONE! Thanks for your feedback! I've been sooo excited! So thanks to my wonderful beta, Skye Coulson, here's the next chapter!

Disclaimer: Anything that you don't recognize in the show or song is either mine or Skye's (with permission, btw)

"Wanna See You Light Up"

"Thank you, Thor."

8:39 PM

May sat in the chair Elliot Randolph had occupied hours ago. Holding Coulson's hand, she watched him occasionally jerk in his sleep. His face would contort in a similar manner in the state Skye and she had found in that town. Her heart broke for the man who'd lost everything in another life, just to live this one and lose the very chance at love. She certainly wanted to kill a few Asgardians for causing not only his pain but Skye's as well.

His room was fairly quiet. The lights were dim and his door cracked. The low volume of the TV kept the sound of needle from dropping away. Looking at Coulson's IV pole, she was relieved that he was getting fluids. It seemed in his descent to destruction included ignoring nutrition; they've already been through five bags of saline.

Dumbass. May thought. What's Skye going to think when she sees the state you're in? Really, Phil? She was angry with her boss. Not because he'd forgotten to lead their team, but because he'd allowed his heartache to overrule all common sense.

The sudden earthquake near the hospital not only startled her but Coulson as well. She stood up, walking around the bed and barely moving a blind to look out.

"What's going on, May?" Coulson whispered with eyes still shut.

May was focused on checking out the mysterious incident. Finding no reason for the sudden earthquake, she turned to Coulson. "Earthquake." She answered, stoically, which seemed to satisfy Coulson as he fell back to sleep. Looking beyond him to the inset window, she spotted Jemma hugging a dark-headed woman like her life depended on. The rest of the team looked just as relieved as Jemma was, each pulling the dark headed woman into their arms and reluctantly letting her go as the other did the same. As soon as the woman turned on her heels, May brightened up.

Skye. May froze, her mind distorted and trying to come to terms with her girl being just outside the room. Skye was here.

Swiftly walking out of the room, she uncharacteristically pulled Skye into her arms again, clinging on. "Oh my god, Skye." She whispered. "You're here."

Skye was smiling. "Yeah." She whispered, looking back at her brother. "He helped me escape. Turns out my big brother has a soft spot for love."

May and the others just looked at him shocked. "Big brother!" they hissed.

Skye gave them a quick summary. "Went up to Asgard to be healed, found out that I'm the daughter of the king of Asgard, sister to Thor and Loki, discovered my powers which I've perfected, was practically on house arrest until Thor got me out. Don't know how long it'll take my father to come get me because he's flipping insistent that I remain on Asgard because of my uncle's persistence to kill me." At the end, she gave them a quick smile. Although she wanted to be with them and hang out, she wanted to be with the man laying in a hospital bed more. Pointing at Coulson, Skye looked to May. "What's he doing in a hospital?" She inquired. "God, he wasn't kidnapped again, was he?" She groaned, frowning.

"No," May said softly. "Coulson lost his will to live again and practically pushed his body to its limit. He collapsed in the cargo hold while working out and was rushed here. They've been giving him saline and forcing him to eat." The older woman looked at Coulson. "Once you were taken from him by Loki of all people, he started breaking down."

"I'm here now. He'll bounce back. I won't let my brother hurt him any longer." She assured the team, looking back at her brother. "I'm good, Thor."

Thor nodded. "I am going to find Jane Foster." Then, he hugged his sister once more. "You know what to do if you ever need me." Thor felt Skye nod before making his exit.

"We're going to head to the cafeteria if you need us, Skye." May told her, figuring they needed time alone.

"It's good to have you back." Ward pulled her into a hug. "Because training Fitz is rather difficult."

"Hey!" Fitz felt offended but nonetheless smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"So glad!" Jemma said, excitedly as she pulled Skye into a breath-stealing hug.

May jerked her head in Coulson's direction. "Go. He needs you more than us." She flashed a smile.

"Yeah." She said, lightly squeezing the normal stoic woman's upper arm before the team left. For a few minutes, she stayed put, crossing her arms and just watching him like a stalker. Skye wondered if she should be nervous, but the thought was brushed aside when the realization that he was just on the other side of the glass for real – well, she was; he was still sleeping on the bed.

Finally, she moved to the now open door, standing just on the outside of the door frame. A minute later, she stepped through the imaginary mirror (door frame), shattering the imaginary glass and into his side. At last, she was with him.

"Oh my god, Coulson."

"Coulson." He thought he heard her voice whisper his name while he lay on his back in the bed. It sounded like she was right there, but he was certain it wasn't real. Just like it hadn't been real since she'd been shot. "Coulson, c'mon. Wake up. Open those beautiful baby blues." There it was again; her soft, encouraging voice. He stirred, squirming then settling back down. Well, if she wasn't there, he could settle for hearing her ghost-like voice. "AC."

Then, he felt two hands grab his, placing them over his chest and something – felt like a chin – resting over one of the person's hands that covered his own. The other hand reached up to run their fingers through his hair, starting with the top of his head and fanning their hand out as they ended the caress at the base of his neck. It was a repeated motion, staying in step with every beep of his heart monitor.

Instantly, he froze. Only one person was allowed to do that, and that was Skye. Slowly pulling himself out of the black abyss, his eyes slipped into silts, still laden with sleep and peering down to see Skye looking up at him with a warm, relieved smile. Tears were streaming down her face like a broken dam and he could tell she was sniffling, holding back the sobs.

"Skye?" he whispered, unable to speak any louder than that.

"Yeah?" she mirrored his voice, stopping the caress.

"Are you really here?" He wondered, not wanting to get his hopes up.

She nodded her head. "Yeah, I'm really here. I came back to you." She answered.

He let out the unshed tears; causing his body to shake as the sobbing took over. She was here with him. No more feeling her ghost, no more trying to catch up to her and pull her back to him. She was here.

Skye stood up, leaving his hands on his chest – though his left arm had fallen back onto the mattress while his right slid down to his stomach. Leaning over the railing, she placed a hand over his heart. "Phil, open your eyes."

Caught off guard by her calling him that, he wanted to make sure he wasn't dreaming, so he forced his eyes completely opened. "Skye!" he exclaimed, though hoarsely. At this point, he wasn't feeling the least bit embarrassed that her hand was directly over the horrific scar. Reaching up with his right hand, he cradled her cheek, smiling. "God, I've missed you." He said, rubbing a circle on her cheek with his thumb.

"I've missed you, too." She leaned down, running her fingers through his hair and cradling the back of his head. Then, without warning, she lightly smacked his chest with the hand on his chest and a reprimand expression broke out on her face.

He startled, completely not expecting that. Groaning, he let go of her, forced to when she moved to sit back down. "What was that for?"

"For not taking proper care of yourself!" She exclaimed, starting to rattle on. "If we're going to be in a relationship, then you BETTER not pull something like this again! I will kick your ass, mind you, and just to warn you, Asgardian training is nothing like S.H.I.E.L.D. training! It's much worse, especially now that I'm an even worse force to be reckoned with."

Coulson realized while he watched her get up and start pacing back and forth that not only would he mind her lectures if it meant she'd be with him, but he was also falling even deeper in love with her. He had every intention on staying healthy because he really didn't want her, May, and Ward to kick his ass. Skye would probably teach them some moves; May and Ward would probably use them on him if he pissed them off.

It was a no win situation.

Thanks again! TBC...