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.
Maria sighed, her fingers tapping against the metal table as she sat with her phone trapped between her ear and shoulder. She was looking over the reports of the interrogation. She had more or less gotten reasonable amount of information to give to Coulson. Ok, she didn't exactly knew who was behind this, but she understood what their main goal was. Which was pretty good in her opinion, given how stubborn these people were.
Maria perked up hearing Steve pick up and stopped the tapping, "Hello?"
"Rogers, it's Hill," Maria says, using her normal tone when addressing agents, "I need a favor."
"Please tell me it's not to make a viral video of me singing a Disney song?"
"No," Maria was taken off guard by that. Where on earth would he get that idea?
May stood, glaring at the messy paint area that Skye had created when Thor was babysitting. She stared at it, trying to figure out a new solution to cleaning it up. But nothing seemed to work, it was as if Loki himself blessed the spot just to annoy her. Skye stood beside her smiling at her art work and pointed to a weird purple blob.
"There's the unicorn!" She smiled as she points to another blob "And there's the army of robotic dinosaurs!"
May sighed, turning when she heard knocking. She glanced into the kitchen to see Coulson coming down the stairs after changing the batteries in Leo's nightlight.
"We expecting someone?" Coulson merely shrugged as May moved to answer the door.
Standing there, were the ever inspiring Maria Hill and Steve Rogers. Maria had her brown hair tied back in a low pony tail staring at her two friends with a very neutral expression. Maria was wearing dark blue jeans and a long sleeved red shirt. She wore dark brown ugg like boots and if Phil didn't know her any better he would have thought she looked like a normal girl finishing off college. Standing behind her, Steve was wearing some worn down jeans and a white muscle shirt. For a moment, Coulson stared at them in shock, not quite understanding why the dark purple van was parked in their driveway and that these two were standing before him.
"Won't you come in," Coulson says, numbed by mild shock.
"With pleasure," Maria says patting the laptop case she had strapped diagonally across her shoulder.
Coulson quietly led Maria up to one of the most private rooms in the house so the kids wouldn't over hear, the master bedroom. But, that left Steve downstairs with the children. The soldier looked around, seeing the six year olds reading through one of their science books quietly. Then there was Skye, lying with her head in Grants lap and a fuzzy duckling tucked under her arms while Grant playing SkyLanders. Steve goes and takes a seat in the chair, unsure what to do.
"Do you wanna play?" Grant asked, gesturing to the video game.
"I don't know how," Steve admits, hoping none of them would get to curious and ask why several times.
"I can teach you!" Both Grant and Skye smile excitedly.
Meanwhile, Maria sat on the edge of the bed, pulling out her laptop. Coulson and May each sat on either side of her, watching her as she pulled up a video file.
"We finally got some information out of the scientist," Maria says, not meeting their eyes.
Leaning forward though, they watched as the screen turned to life. In the video showed a standard SHIELD interrogation room and the standard chairs and table. Standing in a dark leather jacket, jeans and a shield tshirt was the unmistakable form of Agent Garrett. Sitting in the chair, handcuffed down was an older, blonde woman. Unfortunately, her back was to the camera, so they couldn't see her face.
"So... Why don't we just get to the point doc? What's the big idea turning four agents into children?"
"I'm afraid, Agent Garrett that I can't divulge such classified information."
"Cute cute," Garret chuckled, "But I don't suppose you can make an exception can you?"
There was silence for a moment, May and Coulson could only watch as Garrett took his answer. He leaned in towards the woman, hands pressed to the table.
"Look here cupcake, I didn't come in here to listen to nothing. Now let's make this easy on the both of us and just tell us what you did and why you did it. Or, we're gonna have a problem."
"You really think I'd tell you?"
"Have it your way," Garrett shrugged, turning and walking towards the door. It momentarily opened, someone handed Garrett two suit cases and then it shut again. Garrett turned and held up both cases.
"Left or Right?"
"What's the point of this?"
"Ok then," Garrett shrugged and tossed the right case aside and opened the case. He pulled out a large syringe, filled with a greenish watery liquid. "This there is a special truth serum our scientist have created. Very effective, only side effect is that it feels like you're being boiled in oil." Garrett chuckled a bit.
"That's illegal!"
"How? Is it cruel? Unusual? How's it a punishment?"
There was a moment of silence, tense silence before the woman choked back a sob and spoke, "It-It was a project...We were assigned to create a serum that took off fifty years. We-we needed test subjects to test our progress, we had success in taking off twenty years."
"And why did you take SHIELD agents? What were you gonna do when they were no longer useful?"
"We needed healthy test subjects, and all subjects after a successful experiment, we were planning to train the children. With the talents they demonstrated as SHIELD agents, who knew what we could train them to be."
"So... Who's the serum for?"
"I don't know his real name. We didn't know his real name.
"Well what do you call this mystery guy?"
"I can't say."
Maria paused the video, "That's about as much as Garrett got."
May and Coulson sat there, taking it in. Both were pretty speechless, what could they say? They finally got some kind of idea of what had happened in those two months and the very idea that their team was just another experiment. And now they had several different questions, like who was funding this project?
It took a long time before May and Coulson felt that they could go downstairs, and the kids wouldn't get suspicious or worried. Maria followed them, to see Grant and Steve sitting on the couch, playing SkyLanders. Skye sat in Steve's lap, a giant smile on her face while Leo and Jemma sat on either side of Grant, Jemma in the middle of the two gamers.
"KILL HIM KILL HIM!" Leo and Skye were chanting, Skye louder than the scot. Steve and Grant were fighting a boss, Jemma watching, but talking to Leo about the animation and the CGI- graphics. They stood there, not surprised by how well Steve was getting along with the children but that Steve Rogers, Captain America, had learned to play video games by a bunch of children when Tony Stark couldn't even teach him how to delete apps. When Stark heard about this... Oh boy would Steve be in for it.
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