X marks the spot

Brand New Day

Daisy breathed heavily. Her mind was focused on one thing; Jemma Simmons. Her best friend. One who didn't abandon her. One who stood by her in every way she could. She was one of the people closest to her.

Now, it seemed, like with Katie, Daisy wasn't going be able to explain to her the love she held for the best friend. The role she played in her life. The repetition of history. Cycles.

She her typing. She wished it were her, but it was May who was doing it instead. A life was very much on the line here. A lifeline to her sanity. A lifeline that hadn't stopped. That always found a way to keep beeping. In her mind, May was going too slow. She just had to keep typing. She had to keep going. No distractions allowed –

Another wave of the sonar tracking the Zephyr went by, and it was gone like it was never there.

"Lost". That was the word Daisy focused on. Lost. Gone. Never to be returned.

"What the hell just happened?" She demanded.

"They disappeared. Dropped off satellite," May answered for her. May was sat in a chair, and had ceased typing. Sousa, meanwhile, was stood on the other side to Daisy, stood up instead. His eyes went to her.

"Did they jump?" Sousa asked, "I thought the Time Drive wasn't working."

"They didn't jump," Daisy argued.

"How do you know?"

"They didn't jump."

May looked up at Daisy and then at Sousa with a warning; very thin ice here.

Sousa heeded the warning, "ok," he started with, "how do you drop off satellite? Don't they surround the planet?"

"You move above them," May said, standing up. It clicked into place for her just how they get away. Garrett had Gordon's power. With it, he could send anything anywhere.

"Daisy," May said, looking to her young charge, "I can feel your guilt. This isn't your fault."

"I should've quaked that psychopath's bones apart when I had the chance..."

Yo-yo then came on over the radio, "Six-one-six requesting permission to land."

"You're clear, Six-One-Six," May said.

"They have Kora," Daisy said, starting a battle march. The other two hurried to catch Daisy up.

May felt rage then. A boiling one. Aimed at two distinct places. One internal, the other an external being.

"Maybe she'll have answers," May said, hoping it would break through those strong emotions for a moment and give Daisy a clear head.

They rounded a corner. God, they had done this so many times. This time, however, it had never been done at such a pace; never before had it been done with such intensity coming off of one person only.

Cycles could be dented. If not exactly broken.

"We can't tell her about Jiaying's death," May advised. Herself and Sousa flanked Daisy on either shoulder side.

"She should know what her boyfriend did," Daisy spat.

"Kora's not stable," May said. She knew adding on Daisy's own wellbeing right now would mean nothing, "hearing that her mother died might set her off."

"If she's a bomb," Sousa started to ask, him too knowing Daisy well enough at this point as to try not to see the vulnerable position she herself was in, "then what's the plan if she explodes?"

"Leave that to me," see? They both knew all they could do was be there for her in any way they could, "I won't make the same mistake I made with Nathaniel."