The Gifts Of Life- FIRST BOOK

Chapter 20: Home away from Home

It's still May's POV.. its gonna be so till I say its not. Enjoy.
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I was walking down the halls, heading towards Phil's office, when I saw Daisy. With the new inhuman. Lincoln. I headed towards her and she grinned when she noticed my presence.

"Mama May!" I rolled my eyes at the nickname.

"Agent May."

"Lincoln. Daisy."

"Right. This is Lincoln, you know him from the Afterlife."

I nodded.

"Daisy, you ready?"

"Uh, yeah. I just ran into Lincoln on my way back to Dad."

"Well, come on. Or me and Phil will leave without you."

"Geez. I'm coming." She faced Lincoln, gave him a soft, short peck on his lips and smiled, "Bye Lincoln."

She followed me, "Ok. You can say it."

I looked at her in confusion, "Say what?''

"Lincoln? Aren't you going to warn me about things?"

'Why?"

"Because you love me, are my mom and want me to be safe."

"Be safe, Daisy."

She huffed. "You just want to be a grandma."

I looked at her in disbelief, "If he gets you pregnant, I'm going to kick his ass. Phil will send a unit behind him. He knows that. He won't do it."

"Ok."

The rest of the walk was spent in silence.

I opened the door to Phil's office and held it open for Daisy.

"Finally!"

"Daisy wanted to kiss Lincoln, we got late. And then she kissed him."

"Mel tell you what we're going to do if he does something wrong?"

"She did."

"Well, Let's go home now, shall we?"

"We shall."

We walked till our private garage, where Lola was stored.

"I'm driving."

"Yes, Ma'am. "

"Wait.. Mom can drive Lola? I thought nobody could."

"Well, I could always drive Lola. I just didn't need to. I've have the right to drive Lola ever since I helped Phil finish  working on it."

"Oh, wow."

"Let's go."

I drive in solitude as Phil and Daisy had a debate about technology. I realized that the father-daughter were far from similar. 

"We're here."

I parked the car and got out, Phil and Daisy followed me. Phil ran up the stairs and ahead of me to open the door. I rolled my eyes and his chivalry.

"M'lady."

He entered the password in the keypad and held the door open for me.

"I was kind of surprised when you still remembered the password after all those years."

"Eh, I think it had something to do with the fact that I put cooked meals into the fridge when you weren't home every week."

I smiled, "I know."