Philinda Stuff

Maybe its for the best... PT 2

  It's been a month With no May...

  No stern looks..

  No help...

  No calls...

  And only a single text, congratulating him for becoming the director.

And Coulson was losing his mind.

  Everyday for a month he checked his phone or tried looking up her location but nothing.

  He needed her...

  Ward had turned out to be Hydra and Fitz was now struggling more than ever, Simmons was off In Hydra and he was now the face of the agency.

  He had many new agents who needed training and Skye couldn't cover all of it.

  But that all changed one night...

  with one phone call...

  when what he wasn't expecting to happen...

  happened...

  ~

  It had been a whole month with no Coulson...

  No stupid jokes...

  No fanboying...

  No calls...

  And only one text thanking her for her congratulation text.

  She was losing her mind.

  Everyday for a month she hopped she would find him, but they were now relocated according to Fury and she had no idea where.

  She needed him...

  And she missed him more than she missed anyone in the whole damn world. She was also tired of the crap apartment that she had bought for herself.

  All that was in it was a small mattress with a box of cereal to the side. She had only used the backup account for gas and gym fees.

  But that all changed one night...

  With one phone call...

  When what she wasn't expecting to happen...

  Happened....

  ~

  Coulson was sitting down at his desk signing off on some papers when his phone rang. He sighed heavily and picked up the phone.

  "Sir!" Answered an panicked agent. Coulson sat up a little straighter and set down his pen.

  "What happened?"

  "There's been a shooting." Coulson nodded.

  "Why are we being called in on this can't the police handle it?"

  "The radar picked up a woman that the system had been tracking for a while now... none of us can recognize her so she must be a woman from higher up on the list."

  "Uh ok let's send out dispatch team six-"

  "They're still on mission sir..."

  "They were supposed to be back tonight." Coulson said with a slight tone of annoyance to his voice. "Okay, dispatch team three?"

  "They're off tonight."

  "Right. Damn..." Coulson but his lip and thought for a moment. All the other teams were also on mission. "Tell my team to suit up, wheels up in five."

  "Yes sir." Coulson set down the phone and groaned with annoyance, pushing the paper work off to finish later.

  He grabbed his coat and jacket and headed off.