Okay! So I just think this would be an amazing fan fiction. This doesn't really have a place in time of the show. Probably near the middle of season 3 and season 4.
Mace is irrelevant.
Lincoln never died.
Daisy's not depressed.
She's over the whole Hive brainwash bc she doesn't remember what happened, but she's still somewhat affected.
What you need to know is that Coulson and May are on a mission.
Everything seems to be going smoothly.😁🤌
Until it's not- 🤫✨
MY SIGNS-
~•~ - Time has passed
.•. - Different third person POV
••• - Time has passed AND different third person POV
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May pressed her back against the brick wall of the lounge. Her shoulder brushed a pipeline that stood in a corner beside her. Jemma, Fitz, Mack, Yo-Yo (their newest recruit), Daisy, and Lincoln (who was looking a bit paler than usual) all stood in front of her near the stairwell. They were all sharing curious murmurs to eachother. May however, was just damn annoyed.
Annoyed that Coulson was taking forever to come down. He had told all of them to come to the lounge to prep for a mission.
He's probably late for some damn dramatic effect. May thought stubbornly.
They had been sitting there for about nine minutes, and that was after everyone was here and accounted for. She slowly crossed her arms, and her eyes narrowed into a more impatient look.
Honestly, today wasn't even her day, and all she wanted to do was go back to having some piece and quiet. But she couldn't, not until this mission was completed and she had finished whatever role Coulson ordered her to play, but she couldn't do that when Coulson is taking his sweet precious time.
After a couple minutes of just sitting there silently, she had decided that if he took any longer than she would march herself up there and drag him down herself. Of course she was overdramatizing her plan, but she found it reasonable.
She looked up at the tip of the stairs for a moment before looking back down at the agents in front of her. Daisy had her arms crossed and a warm grin appeared on her lips as Jemma whispered something in her ear. Fitz was beside her, his hand was intertwined in her own. The sight made her lips raise into a ghost of a grin. It made her happy to see Jemma and Fitz back at it with eachother. Even though she hates to admit it, she had been rooting for the couple from the start. She always saw something in the pair. She felt the same for Daisy and Lincoln.
May just watched the two couples for a moment, and soon got lost in her own thought. She longed for what they had. A relationship. Of course she had one with Andrew, but she'd never get that back. And if she was being completely honest, she didn't really want it back. She wanted something fresh. Something new, but not with some random guy.. with someone she's known. And someone who knows her.
May couldn't think about it any longer because soon, she caught a glimpse of someone walking down the stairs. Her eyes darted towards the figure and she realized that Coulson was finally walking down. His hair was combed back, and he was wearing his regular suit and tie. His lips were curled into a stern frown, but his blue eyes shined with his normal giddy happiness. He made his way down the stairs and onto solid ground.
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Philinda One Shots
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