Melinda woke to the sound of loud, high pitched beeping. She took a glance at her watch and realized that they'd been sleeping for three hours. The machine was done. The light turned green and said, "SCAN COMPLETE". May nudged Phil to wake him up.

"Yes, Captain, I will hold your shield while you punch the bad guys.", he mumbled as he readjusted himself, still asleep.

"Oh my God. Phil!", she said nudging him harder.

Coulson flinched and opened his eyes.

"Oh hey, Melinda. What's up?"

"Captain America? Really?"

"How did you kno-"

"The scan is done."

He jumped off of his seat and started tapping on the machine's control panel. After a series of taps the screen read, results of test:. They were one click away from finding out once and for all of Skye was their daughter.

"Phil, what happened? Why'd you stop?"

"Once I click that button we'll know.", they both stared at the button. "Are you ready?"

She wasn't. And she could tell he was nervous. So she grabbed his hand, looked in him eyes and nodded. "Do it."

He clicked the button with confidence. It look a few seconds to load. Their hearts were pumping, their hands held tight. And then it loaded.

POSITIVE.

At first, there was silence. Their hands gripped even tighter. They both needed to process the information before they could speak. Melinda was the first to take her eyes off of the screen. She turned her head and looked up at Phil, who was still staring at the green letters in shock.

"Phil?"

He slowly turned his head down to look into her eyes. They had a shocked and worried look on their faces. Melinda walked closer to him to pull into a gentle hug.

"We found her."

"Yeah. We did.", May said with a slight laugh.

Phil, was not, laughing. Not even smiling. He still had that worried face. May picked up that they weren't on the same page with this. She pulled away and saw the look on his face.

"What's wrong. Why aren't you happy about this. We... you have been searching for the past 20 plus years. I thought this you would have a more joyous reaction.

"I don't know. I thought I would too. I've been searching for her for, what seems like forever. But I... I can't Melinda. Not after what she told me about her life growing up."

"Phil, there was nothing we could have done. We've been over this before. We moved on."

"I know. But we can't tell her yet."

"What?"

"She needs to know that she can trust us, trust S.H.I.E.L.D. It's a lifestyle. If we tell her we're her parents now she might end up joining and regretting it later. This has to be her choice."

"You're right."

"Believe me. I really want to tell her. But I don't think she's ready to understand why we weren't there when she was growing up."

"So when will we tell her?"

"I don't know. When we agree that she's ready."

The monitor I front of his desk beeped and flashed the words, "Mission Alert". The mood of their conversation changed when the alert reminded them that they still had a job to do.

"Agreed."

"Thank you for understanding, Melinda."

"Of course.", she straightened up her stance and went back to 'agent mode'. "I'll gather the team for mission prep in the common area. 15 minutes."

Coulson couldn't switch personalities that easily like she could, so he saw this as an opportunity to play with it a bit.

"Thank you, Agent May.", he said out of amusement. He leaned in and put his lips on hers. They lost themselves in each other for a minute. The mission alert beeped at a more urgent pitch. They separated, still close, breathing heavily and looking into each other's eyes.

"Our day job beckons, Sir."

"You're dismissed... Agent May."

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