Going Back (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

Memories (not the song)

A/N -Insert awkward Terry Jeffords hi- Yeah no okay long overdue is an understatement Jesus, I'm pretty sure I told someone like months ago I would update in like a week.... welp, here we are, also keep in mind that this entire chapter was written at 2am so no judging if I mess something up. I should mention that there is quite a bit of swearing in this chapter and likely further chapters, don't like, don't read. Language won't be TOO strong and obviously won't be anything offensive or stuff like that if you know what I mean. Anyway here is the 3000 months too late chapter.

Daisy POV

Mistakes were made (by you). Why Daisy. Why do you always do this to yourself? I mean, it was kinda Fitzsimmons fault but, same thing.  Stupid science machine shit. The only good thing about today is that I saved Fitzsimmons 2.0 from getting blown to pieces, which... most definitely did not happen in my timeline, I would deffo remember if someone wearing the exact same thing I wear to missions saved my two best friends asses when they were giving their lecture to a bunch of nerds. 

No, that thing definitely ended with Donnie Gill, I felt a pang of guilt for when I shot him, subsequently causing his death, turning into a popsicle and Fitzsimmons saving his life while me and Ward, I internally threw up at his name, stood there like a bunch of useless lemons, I felt a surge of sadness and regret.

I looked around the cage of the old bus as memories flooded my mind.

"Wherever she goes, death follows."

"We're the one's that need protection from her."

"They're not coming back. They've been disavowed."

"Saving the girl I love and the world at the same time? Feels pretty right to me." 

"Robbie's down."

"Seeing that building collapse on The Patriot."

"You really have to leave right away?"
"Yeah."

"Don't blame yourself."

"Everyone who gets close to me ends up dying."

"Where's Fitz?"
"Look, Daisy... Fitz didn't make it."
"What?"
"Daisy-"
"Wait- No!"

"I am so proud."
"...I love you."
"I love you too."

"May's down."

"I guess... I guess I'll see him soon enough."

"People arrive, so we celebrate, and people leave us, so we grieve. We do what we can with the time in between, but the cycle is always there."

"As I have always..."

"Mom, no!"

"I just want you to be happy."

"AUNT DAISY!!!! HELP!!!!"
"ALYA!"

"We'll find he-"

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone asked from above me. 

My head snapped up to meet the eyes of Grant Ward. "Yeah, fantastic," I replied guardedly. 

"Well we're all done here, come on to the lab, I'd like to get started?" I leaned around Ward and saw Jemma, tear tracks visible on her cheeks as I realised that this was likely after we lost Seth. Shit, how long was I lost in depression thoughts?

I nodded and stood up to join them before Ward said, "Simmons, can I have a word with her before you go? So you have time to grab a Night-Night gun."

Jemma smiled and nodded happily before rushing off to the 'armoury', Fitz following her looking like someone kicked his monkey. 

Ward leaned in and snarled, "Look, just because Fitzsimmons have been so quick to giving you the benefit of the doubt and seem very open to helping you does NOT mean I share the sentiment. I'm sure Agent May will feel the same way. You may think you know everything about us but you don-"

"I know more about you than Agents May and Coulson combined, well, except physically, I know your secrets Ward and you will not benefit off threatening me any more than you would kicking a steel wall. Understand?"

He glared at me and sarcastically begun, "Yeah, sure-"

"I know about the Cavalry, the real story, more than you, maybe even more than Agent Coulson, oh and for the record, maybe you shouldn't be so quick to threaten the person who just saved the two brightest minds on your entire damn team."

I walked away from Ward as I felt his eyes burning daggers into the back of my skull as I left him there.
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When we got into the lab I asked, "Hey, uh, Agent Fitz?" He turned to me eyebrows raised slightly in question. "Could you turn off any security footage?"

Jemma quickly rushed to say, "Security footage in here, pffshhhh not at all! There would-"

"Nope, you suck at lying, turn it off. I'm not that naive." Fitz's shoulders sagged as he turned off the security cams, checking with my powers to make sure he actually did it. "Ok, um, BTDubs don't freak out and DEFINITELY don't tell anyone outside of this room, well okay, maybe Agents Coulson and May, but no one else."

"Why not?" Simmons asked curiously. 

"You'll see, okay, just, please?"

"Why not Ward?" Fitz asked as he leaned on the counter beside the chair I was on. 

"What did I just say? Not Ward or Skye, alright?" Daisy looked at Fitz and then Jemma. 

The scientists looked conflicted but eventually decided, by talking with eyes, that May would be enough to kick my ass if needed, least I'm pretty sure that's what they were on about up there, otherwise I don't know what else they would have though of to make them nod their heads in agreement. 

"Ok, then," Jemma sat down in front of me and began cleaning up my face as Fitz helped out in the ways he could back then. 

"WHAT THE-