All of Me - Agent's of S.H.I.E.L.D

Chapter 62

This chapter contains adult content.

 

CHAPTER 62

04:58 am

Skye entered the space where her mother had set up their Tai-Chi section just off from the bar and seating area of the bus. “Morning,” she greeted with a sleepy yawn as she pulled her long chestnut hair into a high ponytail.

“Happy Birthday, sweetheart,” Melinda greeted her daughter with a soft smile as she approached Skye and enveloped her into a tender hug. She had been twenty five years to say those words. 

Skye felt a smile melt across her lips as she hugged her mother back. She was still getting use to seeing the affection side of Melinda May, but cherished every moment that they shared. “Thank you,” she supplied, absorbing in the feeling of love coming from her mother. “I still can’t believe that I’m twenty five. Starting to feel old,” she joked, pulling back so she could see her mother’s reaction.

Melinda rolled her eyes, realising her daughter from her hold as she turned and walked towards her iPod dock a few feet away - sitting on the bar’s surface. “Get to my age, Qīn'ài de nǚhái - then you can complain.”

Skye glanced towards her mother as she stood on her purple yoga mat. “I hope I look as good as you at your age,” she expressed, honestly. “You’re gorgeous and look nowhere near …” her words trailed off as her mother gave her a look, silencing her.

Melinda walked back to her mat, standing beside her daughter. The two gave their morning bow before they started their Tai-Chi session in silence.

 

A little over forty minutes later the two had finished their morning session and were rolling up their mats that they stored behind the bar.

“I’m gonna start searching for Deathlok after my morning training session with Ward,” Skye informed her mother, determination burning in her eyes and evident her voice.  

Melinda glanced sidewards, fixing her attention on her daughter. “I know you want to help him, but-”

“No,” Skye cut in, shaking her head as she folded her arms. “He didn’t ask for this,” she defended, emotion thick in her voice. “I am gonna find the people that did that to him and take them down. Mike is a good guy - a great father and he deserves to be with his son and not use as some, some weapon or whatever they're doing with him. He's a good person.”

Melinda closed the distance between them, pulling the young brunette into her arms. She held her close as she stroke her fingers through her daughter’s tresses as she comforted her.  

Skye couldn’t hold back the tears. “It isn’t fair,” she expressed as a sob escaped her throat, crying onto her mother’s shoulder.

Melinda felt her heart break at her daughter’s words. "I know," she whispered. Melinda knew first hand how ‘fair’ life wasn’t and how cruel it could be. The proof crying in her arms. The last twenty four years that she missed out on being a mother to her daughter. Time she would never get back.

 

Skye’s Bunk - 05:55 am

Skye had headed to the bathroom and quickly washed her face and gather her emotions before returning to her bunk where Grant was. She didn’t want to worry him. Inside her bunk she slid the door close, hearing the lock click before turning around and looking towards her bed. A smile melted across her lips at the sight of Grant sprawled out on his stomach on her bed. She couldn’t see his face since he was facing the wall, but could sense his alertness.