Forged In Hellfire

Part 2(Ch7)

   The next morning, he slides inside her waking her up.
   “Good morning.” He whispers.
    Emilie smiles and grabs her phone to check the time.
   “Ugh, we need to debrief in 10 minutes.”
   He slides his leg between hers and pushes deeper making her moan.
   “I’ll make it quick.” He smirks.
   When they get to Coulson’s office the team is just starting to go over the events of the previous night.
   “Do we know anything about those clones that attacked us?” Asks Quake.
   “No. Agents combed through as much of the rubble as they could but there were no traces of them anywhere.” Says Mae.
   “We didn’t leave empty handed. We do still have De’Marcus and Grumpy in custody.” Reminds Coulson. “Now we play the waiting game. Hyde and Natasha are bound to show up again. In the meantime, Fitz-Simmons has been working on a detox to help people being effected by the drug.”
   “Speaking of, how are you feeling?” Quake asks Mac.
   “Good. The effects of the mist only lasted a few hours after we got back.”
   “So, what now?” Asks Emilie.
   “Now, we get to do the really cool secret agent stuff.” Says Coulson laying a stack of paper on his desk.
   Quake puts her hand on her forehead, feeling the oncoming headache.
   “Please tell me that we don’t have to go through ALL of that. We didn’t even have that much paperwork when we fought Gideon.” She says.
  Coulson smiles and Mae looks at him with arms crossed.
   “Alright, fine.” He says pulling out a smaller stack and handing everyone individual packets. “You guys really need to lighten up.” He hands one to Emilie and Robbie. “Just read over it. If you have any details, you feel were left out or important to the events leading up to last night just add them to the bottom and sign.” He pauses for a moment and then remembers to tell Emilie something. “By the way. There’s something waiting for you in the vehicle storage.”
   After they finish signing everything Emilie goes to storage to find what’s left of her dad’s car. The body was still intact, but the entire roof was crushed and the hood looked like it had been pried back. She lets out a deep sigh.
   “I could see you driving a convertible.” Says Robbie walking over.
   “I feel like my dad is gonna come down any minute and ground me.” She says. “I guess we have a lot of work to do.”
   Robbie raises his brow and looks at her. “We?”
   “Yea,” Says Emilie smiling. “You know I hotwired a car trying to rescue your ass.”
   “Whoa, whoa, whoa, try saying that again.”
   “I, hotwired a car, trying to rescue your ass.” She repeats slowly.
   “The first part was impressive but that last part definitely didn’t happen.” He laughs.
   “Keep telling yourself that.” She says with a smirk.
   He walks over to look at the damage and Mac walks in whistling at the sight if the car.
   “Damn.” He says crossing his arms. “I guess it’s safe to say yours doesn’t self heal like his.”
   Robbie opens the door to his Charger. “You coming?” He asks Emilie.
   “Where y’all going?” Asks Mac.
   “To start scavenging for parts.” Says Robbie.
   “I’d just settle for a whole new model.” Says Mac shaking his head at the amount of damage that will need to be repaired.
   They drive around to a few junkyards looking for pieces to fix the mustang. Robbie takes Emilie by the hand.
   “Ok, time to fess up. What has gotten into you?” Asks Emilie. “You’ve been extremely lovey the last few days and I’m starting to wonder if your suffering from some kind of PTSD.”
   He laughs. “Or maybe I just really love you.”
   Emilie stares waiting for an answer.
   “I’ve come a long way as person since we’ve been together.  I didn’t know what the hell I was doing asking for your number that night, I had so much going on in my life already, I didn’t know it then but I know now that you’re what I needed.”
   “I needed you just as much.” She says.
   They head back to HQ after finding a few parts for her car, but it will be a couple days before they will be ready for pickup. When they get back to HQ the Director is there speaking to Coulson.
   “Director, this is Emilie. Our newest addition to the team.” Says Coulson. “You remember Robbie.”
   “I remember the left hook.” Brings up the Director. He and Robbie had gotten into a fist fight on their first meeting. “Pleasure to meet you Emilie. Having 2 immortals on the team hardly seems like a fair fight, Coulson.”
   “The opposition doesn’t play fair.” Mentions Coulson.
   Mac walks over to Yo-Yo as she loads her bag into the SHIELD transport vehicle.
   “Leaving so soon.” He asks.
   “Miami is calling my name. You still haven’t come to visit me. We could have some drinks on the beach…watch the sunset.” She replies.
   “It’ll happen. Just been busy.” He says.
   “You’re always busy. What? SHIELD doesn’t offer vacation time?”
   “Next chance I get.” He promises.
   Yo-Yo gets in the car and heads back home to Miami.
   The next couple of weeks the team gets to take it easy. They keep an eye out for any suspicious activity that may lead them to Hyde, but most of the missions that come through are uneventful. With the spare time, the team catches up on leisurely activities. Mac puts in vacation time to go see Yo-Yo, Fitz-Simmons spend a little more time shopping for their new apartment, Quake and Mae train new recruits, and Coulson tests out the new gadgets Fitz installed in his robotic hand.
   Emilie and Robbie manage to strip down her car and start replacing damaged pieces of the body. It only takes them about a week to get the body back in good condition.
   “This is pretty fun.” Says Emilie, holding the light for Robbie.
   “You’re moving it again.” He says agitated.
   “Sorry.” She says moving the light back in position for him to see under the engine.
   “Ok, now I need you to tighten that bolt right there.” He points to a spot on the engine. Emilie starts to screw the bolt in the wrong direction and the alternator swings loose and smashes Robbie’s hand. He yells and Emilie cringes.
   “Sorry.” She says wincing.
   Robbie rolls out from under the car cursing in Spanish.
   “Mujer, te amo, pero te estas poniendo nervioso.” He says to her while rubbing his hand.
   “And what’s that supposed to mean?” Says Emilie getting defensive.
   Robbie sighs. “It means I love you.” When it really meant “Woman, I love you, but you are getting on my last nerve.”Emilie crosses her arms and he kisses her.
   “Can you please, go grab me a coke?” He asks.
   She walks off to the kitchen and finds Quake taking a break from training.
   “How are things going with the repairs?” She asks.
   “Let’s see, we’ve been working on it for about 3 weeks, and I’ve only broken 2 of his fingers, so slightly better than it has been.”
   “Ouch.” Says Quake.
Robbie props himself up against the car and takes a deep breath.
   “The attitude is definitely from her mom.” Says Emilie’s dad popping up next to Robbie, who jumps. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
   Emilie’s dad, Adrian, takes a step back and looks the car over.
   “I put a lot of time into this baby right here.” Says Adrian running his hand over the car.
   “That's what Emilie said. Mind putting in a little more? Em isn’t much of a mechanic and I could use an extra pair of hands.” Asks Robbie.
   Adrian rolls up the sleeves of his shirt. “I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on her again.”
   The two men talk while they work on the car. Emilie is surprised to see the two when she gets back to the garage.
   “Is this where you ground me?” She says handing Robbie the coke and hugging her dad.
   “She’s yours now. Honestly, I don’t know why you don’t just upgrade.”
   “Some of the clearest memories I have of you and mom were riding in that car.”
   Emilie takes him on a tour of the facility. When they get to the lounge in the kitchen her dad has a seat across from her.
   “You’ve done real good kiddo, not that there was any doubt considering who your dad is.” He smiles. “That Robbie kid ain't too bad either, all things considered.”
   “So, he gets your approval?” She jokes.
   “Believe me, if he didn’t I would have smited him a long time ago.”
   They get quiet for a moment.
   “Ask. I know you’ve wanted to for a long time.”
   Emilie's eyes start to water.
   “Why…why let me go through all I did and only show up in the last two years.” The tears start to roll down her face. “Could you not see what I went through? Why didn’t you make it stop?”
   He takes a seat next to Emilie and wraps his arms around her.
   “You will never understand how much it pained me to watch you endure all you did. Do you know why you survived the night of the fire?”
Emilie shakes her head.
   “What little power I had after I married your mom, I transferred to you. I knew if I didn’t you would die.”
   “But I could have died from the power too.”
   “It was a risk I had to take. Needless to say, the man upstairs didn’t approve of my interfering with fate, and as punishment I was banned from having any contact with you or seeing what the future held.  Your mom used to visit you a lot in your dreams, but I couldn’t even do that.”
   Emilie wipes her eyes. “And now?”
   “Now, I try to make up for lost time. I am always here when you need me. And your mom, well she’s stuck on cloud nine, but she’s always listening and the two of us are always watching.”
   “Talk about invasion of privacy.” She says jokingly with a smile.
   “Keep your head up kiddo.” He says rubbing her shoulders as he stands to his feet. “I gotta go. I love you.”
   Emilie blows him a kiss goodbye just before he disappears.
   “Just who I was looking for.” Says Simmons walking in. “We just signed our lease!”
   “You got the apartment?” Asks Emilie.
   “We move in tomorrow! Friday we’re planning on having a housewarming party and would love if you and Robbie would come. I know Robbie isn’t much for social gatherings but…”
   “We’ll be there.” Says Emilie with a smile.
    Emilie finds Robbie in her room later that afternoon laying on the bed.
    “You have your own sleeping quarters you know.” She says sitting on his back. “Go drool on your own pillows.”
    He smiles, eyes still closed. “I don’t drool, I just foam at the mouth after kissing you.” He jokes.
Emilie zaps him in his side and he jumps.
    “I’m joking!” He says with a smile.
    “Let’s go get something to eat. I’m thinking Luigi’s.”
    “Pizza, again?” He says.
    “Ok, what about tacos?”
    “Nah, not really in the mood for tacos.”
    “Well, Mr. Picky, you choose.”
Robbie shrugs half asleep again.
    “I’m tired of fast food.”
    “So not wings?” She hints.
    “Wings actually sound really good.”
Emilie gets off him and the two head out to grabs wings. While they wait for their order, they sit outside on the patio of the bar they’re at.
    “So, what did you and my dad talk about?” Pries Emilie.
    “Not much. Trying to size me up I guess, remind me of how precious you are to him, and tell me you could have easily taken me in that race had you not hesitated.” He laughs and the waitress brings them their food.