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 stared inwardly from the hallway, staring at the four kids behind the glass. After WhiteHall's suicide, everything seemed like a blur to Coulson. He knew he captured the survivors, that the Hulk destroyed the base, that they brought the children immediately to a S.H.I.E.L.D. medical facility for Grant. But looking back at it, Coulson honestly couldn't remember a thing. Perhaps to was the stress of the situation, or maybe he wasn't paying attention, but he had no memory of the events afterward. Except hearing from a doctor that Grant was going to be ok.

May insisted that they administer Skye, Leo, and Jemma because not only were they hysteric, but they'd lost a substantial amount of blood in her opinion. He didn't remember doing that either, but he remember being told that they were ok as well, and that when they woke up they'd be ok.

He briefly wondered what May was doing, where she was. She had stayed for a few moments, to see that the kids would be ok before the doctors took them, but then she went to oversee the interrogation of the woman that was with WhiteHall when he died. For all he knew she was either still doing that or over seeing the interrogation and processing of every Hydra agent they captured. If that was the case then maybe that would explain where Steve or Clint were.

"Is now a good time?"

Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Maria Hill gazing back at him. She wore a standard Shield uniform, her chocolate brown hair tied back in a messy pony tail. She quietly closed the distance between them and stood beside him, gazing into the hospital room where the children were sleeping.

"Sort of a déjà Vu moment isn't it?" She asked only to get a silent nod from Coulson. She sighed and continued, "I got good news. A lot of good news actually. And some minor bad news."

"How minor?"

"The 'it's not the end of the world' minor."

"Give me the good news first," Coulson stared.

Hill took a deep breathe, mentally preparing the flow of information she was going to deliver to Coulson, "Stark's successfully hacked into their systems and recovered everything. Every file relating to the youth giving serum given to your agents as well as the blood taken from them is being sent to our greatest scientists to aide in their research. I just got off the phone with them a few minutes ago, and judging from the information they've recovered, they believe that they can reverse the effects. They're confident that they can reverse this within the next two weeks, three at most."

"That woman May was interrogating, the one in WhiteHall's room when he died, she was one of his predominant, leading researchers. As we speak May and Barton are trying to worm more information out of her. Most of it is concerning to the serum but also in anything related to Hydra. Once done, you and May will be able to take them safely back to the Tower or even on the BUS tomorrow morning."

"What's the bad news then?" Coulson asked.

"You're gonna need to a new specialist until Agent Ward recovers. He's gonna be on serious medical rest. And with Romanov bed ridden you're not likely to get Barton, he doesn't exactly plan on leaving her side."

Coulson chuckled at that statement, he wasn't exactly planning on splitting the two up. Especially with one of them injured. He glanced at Hill, "Is Morse on an assignment?"

"I'll send her your way," She looked at Coulson, "The Cavalry and the Mockingbird Coulson? Do you like surroundingbyourselfnwith dangerous woman?"

Coulson gave a sly smile, no longer looking at Hill but at someone behind her. The Second in command tensed when she heard someone behind her, clearing their throat.

'Shit,' Hill slowly turned to look at Melinda May, the petite Asian woman glaring daggers at Hill.

"I thought I told you to never call me that."

Skye, Leo and Jemma stared up at Coulson when he walked into the hospital room. Grant was still fast asleep, a blanket drawn up to his shoulders. Unlike the other kids, he had some medical equipment attached to him just out of caution. Every doctor knew that if something happened to Grant, Coulson would have their heads.

"Hi daddy," Coulson smiled as he took a seat on the bed they'd all been sitting on.

"You kids doing ok?"

"Yeah," Leo nodded, "Is Grant gonna be ok?"

"Yeah," Coulson nods, "He just needs to rest ok? He's gonna be stuck in bed for a while."

Skye scowled, "That's boring."

"I know it's boring. But we need to listen to the doctors. Like how you kids gotta listen to me when I say it's time to go to bed."

Their faces fell, this had been a set up. Coulson chuckled and smirked, picking Skye and Leo up off of Jemma's bed and settling them into their own bed. The kids looked at him stubbornly, clearly not wanting to go to bed yet.

"Hey," Coulson crossed his arms, "If you guys want chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast tomorrow than you might want to go to bed. If you sleep on late you won't get any."

"Good night daddy!" The three chirped, laying down and closing their eyes, each getting into their own comfortable position on the bed. Coulson softly chuckled as he left the room, looking at May as she stood waiting in the hallway. Once he shut the door she raised an eyebrow.

"Seriously Phil? You're bribing them? With pancakes?"

Coulson smirked, "Steve makes delicious pancakes. I'm saving us all from them having meltdowns because there aren't leftovers."

End of Chapter. I think this is my second to last chapter. I'm sorry to say that this story is coming to a close. But I mentioned Bobbi. I couldn't give her an appearance but she was mentioned! I hope that you guys can accept that.