Disclaimer: I do not own Skye, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Grant Ward, or FitzSimmons. I only own the variation I have created off of this very popular idea.

I firstly must thank Neeeeeal who, as the author of Turn Back Time, has done such a very interesting and lovely job on their story I wanted to give my attempt of it a go.

However, because I cannot find B.J. Britt's wiki page or his age, I'm going with Ward. But that's not the only reason. It's because with the Hydra plot, I see no room or logical way for this story to make sense. So... It's AUish. Ward isn't hydra. Yay! Because I really did love Ward.

Warning, MAY include Avengers. I upped the rating for my own comfort.

Coulson glanced into the rear view mirror to check up on the children, May sitting in the drivers seat as she pulled off the main road. Staring back at him was eleven year old Grant sitting directly behind his seat. A small little aisle separated Grant from Skye, who was sitting quietly behind May. Of course, don't let Skye's innocent act fool you, she had spent around four hours kicking at May's seat, both in the car and on a plane. Leo and Jemma sat in the seats behind Grant and Skye, Jemma sitting in the middle seat with Leo hidden behind Grant's chair.

They were all staring back at him, still in their hospital tshirts and sweats from the Hub. Maria had offered Coulson and May to hitch a ride with her on her jet, so the two senior agents entered the infirmary at three am, woke up Grant and carried the half sleeping trio out to the airstrip, with Grant following closely. It was a three and a half hour plane ride, minus turbulence and the kids had been asleep for most of it thankfully. Of course, they had some sleeping sedatives to keep the kids fast asleep and unaware of the SHIELD plane they were on. They had switched to a real, commercial plane and then into the Honda Odyssey. The plane ride was four hours, and they had spent three hours on the high way.

"We're almost there," Coulson says. He studied their appearances once again, Jemma and Skye's hair was so unkept and messy it was a bit embarrassing to say the least, both girls wearing dark grey sweat pants and baggy grey t-shirts. Leo and Grant looked disheveled, the younger boy dozing in and out of naps when he and Jemma weren't talking science. Leo was wearing navy colored sweats and a dark grey baggy t-shirt. Grant seemed to be the only one wearing clothes at least his size, wearing a dark navy shirt and dark grey sweat pants. They all looked like they just came out of the Navy.

"Promise?" Leo asks.

Coulson nods, "I promise."

"Can we turn on the radio?" Skye piped up, seeing that it was safe to talk. After May nearly blew up she wasn't so sure. But it made Coulson smiled as Leo and Jemma nodded and agreed, it was the most they had said to him all day.

"Sure," Coulson says, glancing briefly at May for silent permission. She briefly glanced at him, rolling her eyes at him like he was a child. Coulson grinned and turned the radio, looking for an appropriate station. The kids were thankful that he didn't chose rap or classical music, even if he felt lethargic at the sound of the cello.

The reaction in Skye was immediate, the four year old was dancing in her seat. Leo and Jemma giggled at Skye, watching her amused. Grant glanced at the youngest child, rolling his eyes but he was tapping his foot and bopping his head. Taylor Swift was blaring on the radio, Skye's voice joining in.

"Till you put me down, I knew you were trouble when you walked in..." Skye's four year old voice was something else, and she turned to look at Jemma, "Jemma sing with me!"

Skye urged her, "I knew you were trouble when you walked in!" But the six year old shook her head at Skye, Jemma was so shy. But that didn't phase Skye as she sang the chorus, "I knew you were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me..."

May shot Coulson a look, "It was so quiet..." She whispered, as Coulson chuckled.

"We needed an ice breaker," He whispered glancing back at the kids. They seemed to be having a lot more fun now. They were able to make it through two more songs before May pulled up in a driveway. Coulson looked up at the house Hill had picked for them, slowly unbuckling.

The driveway, along with the garage was on the left side of the house. The driveway was two cars wide, and four cars long, with more than enough space to put between them so they aren't bumper to bumper or in the street. There was a garage shaped like a pentagons, the base and the two sides connected directly to it were roughly equal length, with the triangular lines longer, defined by the little roofing sticking out over it. Two obtuse triangles however rested along the top of the pentagon, connecting and forming more roofing. In the dead center over the garage half and on the second floor was a simple two pane, rectangular window. The driveway was connected to a stone path which led straight to the front porch.

It was exactly three steps, with white railings around the side of the steps and porch that went to Coulsons waist in height at most. There were two pillars on the left side of the porch and three on the right, starting off as stone and then turning white once they got above the railing. Above the porch was a roof awning, completely covering it and directly across the stairs was a dark red mahogany door. Surrounding the door was thick glass tiles that distorted and blurred people's images only slightly, they were the same size and rectangular shape of bathroom tiles, surrounding all three sides of the door. There was a large window to the right of the door and a smaller window to the left of it.

Exactly over the door, separated by the roof awning was a bulge construct similar to the garage, a simple pentagon shape with the roofing on the top, that had in the middle of it three congruent rectangle window panes that went side by side. To the left of that construct was a small tiny square window, while to the right of it were three window panes side by side, the middle one twice as wide as it's end panes. A tall red chimney rested along the right side of the house, the house itself was light grey with a dark grey roofing.

"Wow..." The kids stared at it amazed, unaware of the adults getting out to come help them.

"Your loft is beautiful!" Jemma says, "Do we really get to live here?"

"You betcha," Coulson says, "Come on, let's go check it out"

I'm sorry if the house description got a bit boring. I just want to make sure you guys know as much as you can. I found it on google images and it's just perfect for the little Family! I realized I probably don't need to do it, but I just can't help it. I have to act like I'm seeing it on the show.

I used Steve Wilko's Connecticut house on celebrity detective dot com. Incase you wanna get a visual image. Sorry I can't get the link on here for you guys.

I think Hill has good taste.