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Ship saved.
YoYo’s powers fixed (even enhanced).
Team Reunited.
Nathaniel Malick had survived and he had her damn powers.
Her powers not his.
And he’d used them to destroy Afterlife and take who knows how many Inhumans hostage for whatever he had planned.
With her sister.
She had a sister who by all accounts had gone through the mist and had some incredibly destructive powers who had been convinced to work with Nathaniel Malick.
She was livid.
She was heartbroken.
She was still in pain from the barn.
She was tired.
And she was hiding again.
She’d seen the looks on the others faces and once she’d been sure the ship was stable; she’d retreated to the bathroom to shower and then directly to her bunk.
It took an hour before she heard the footsteps outside of her door followed by it slowly opening and Daniel stepping inside.
“Ok?” he asked and she nodded.
“Your space now too,” she said. “You’re always welcome.”
“The others seemed to think you wanted to be alone.”
“I can be alone with you,” she responded before she gestured down to herself. “I stole your shirt.”
She hadn’t planned on it but she’d come into her bunk and it was still there from hours ago and it looked worn and comfortable.
And it smelled like him which she had found oddly comforting.
“You make it look better than I do.”
“I can put pants on if you want,” she told him.
“And cover up those legs? What a crime,” he said.
“A crime huh? Don’t you mean a scandal? You’re seeing above my ankles,” she widened her eyes at the sentiment and he laughed.
“I’m willing to risk it if you are,” he said as he moved around their tiny space. She sat up and tilted her head as she noted the lack of a limp in his movements and the fact that his cane was nowhere to be found. When he sat down at the edge of the bed, she crawled over to him and wrapped her arms around his chest from behind so she could press against his back and hook her chin over shoulder.
“Did Jemma-”
“She did. We made up,” he said. “I apologized for the way I yelled earlier.”
“Not your fault,” she said. “We’d just ripped you out of everything you knew.”
“No excuse to be an ass,” he said. “We’re good now.”
“And just what do you think of future prosthetics?” she asked and he gently took her hand from his chest and brought it to his new leg.
“I can feel your hand Daisy,” he told her. “I don’t need my cane, could maybe even run if I had to. I can leave it on all the time. It doesn’t pinch or chafe or rub against what skin I do have. It’s incredible.”
“I’m glad,” she smiled. “You deserve to know about all the good things we have.”
“The best thing is still the beautiful woman behind me,” he told her and she kissed him before she pulled away to let him finish getting ready for bed.
“You could also leave your pants off,” she suggested casually as she laid back down and he turned back to look at her. “The sweatpants,” she corrected. “You can leave your boxers on.”
“You sure?”
“Be a scandal with me.”
He grinned and turned over to kiss her again before he stood up to strip down to his boxers and undershirt. He hung the rest of his clothes so they wouldn’t wrinkle before he crawled back into bed with her and lifted his arm so she could take her spot against his chest. She made it a point to put a hand back on his leg so he could feel its warmth.
“Simmons did an excellent job,” she said as she scratched her nails against him and smiled to herself when she felt his sharp intake of breath under her cheek. “Feels like real skin.”
“It’s pretty amazing,” he commented as one of his hands found its way to her lower back to let his fingers draw lines up against her spine. “Going to take some getting used to.”
“I’ll help,” she promised. “Maybe we can spar in the morning.”
“We could," he paused. "Will Simmons be ok with it?”
“Probably not,” she rolled her eyes. “She mentioned me going back into the chamber for one last round of healing now that we’re kind of stable.”
“I could feel the eye roll from up here,” he commented. “Are you going to listen to her?”
“Probably,” she sighed. “I don’t want to but if it gets me back to full strength sooner then I need to. I’m going to need my powers to be ready to go. But, tomorrow. I want tonight.”
“Tomorrow then,” he said as he pressed his knuckles against a particularly tight spot in her back and she felt her toes curls as the tension released. “I read the files you sent me.”
“And?”
“And we’re going to find that son of a bitch and I hope you let me punch him before I stand aside so you can show him how to really use those powers of yours,” he promised with a kiss to the top of her head.
“I hate him even more now,” she said. “I hate that he managed to get my powers. I hate that I couldn’t stop him. And Afterlife. Afterlife had its problems but it was one of the only safe places for people like me. The people they took were innocent and now he’s doing god knows what to them.”
“I should have stabbed him to,” Daniel murmured. “I’m sorry I didn’t.”
“Building was collapsing around us and he looked dead, not your fault,” she told him with a kiss to his chest. “Saving us was the right call so we can find him now. And my sister, I guess. Was not expecting that one.”
“And what do you think about it?”
“That I know she sided with him but from what May said about her emotions, she was scared and desperate and I’m willing to bet he offered her some hope.”
“Sounds oddly familiar,” Daniel muttered and she curled closer to him. “We’ll find them and if we can save the Inhumans they held then we will. Hopefully your sister isn’t too far gone.”
“I hope we can,” she responded as she pulled her hand from his thigh and started to draw patterns on his chest. “You know what else I’ve been thinking about?”
“Hmm?”
“That I might have to see my mother again. May said they gave her the watch when they escaped.”
“And what do you think about that?”
“We have to help, Malick is our enemy not theirs.”
“But?”
“I don’t know how I feel about it,” she answered honestly. “I only knew her one way. And to see her like this, before everything. I don’t know.”
“It’s ok to not know,” he said.
“I’ll do what needs to be done.”
“And that doesn’t mean you have to know about everything else,” he told her. “Take it hour by hour. Focus on Malick if it helps. We’ll deal with the rest as it comes.”
“We?” she asked as she propped her head on his chest.
“Well I don’t share my bed with just anybody,” he informed her. “I’m in this with you. If you’ll have me.”
“You sure? Even with everything you read? I’m kind of a mess.”
“So am I,” he shrugged. “I know I might seem together but I promise you I have my own issues from the war and the choices I’ve had to make since then with the SSR and Shield. They keep me up at night like your demons keep yours up. I think it’d be nice to be a mess together. I’m in if you are and even if you’re not I’m still going to help.”
She pushed herself away from his chest and crawled on top of him. She liked the way he felt under her and the way his eyes darkened at the sight of her bare legs on either side of his thighs. She just liked him. Like she’d told Jemma, it was good in a way she hadn’t had in a very long time. She thought maybe their respective issues could match like the rest of them seemed to. He pushed himself to sit up and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her close as she threaded her hands through his hair. “I’ll have you, and your demons.”
He kissed her and she was happy to let him help her forget about the day with his lips on hers and his tongue tracing the seam of her lips. He was addictive and the way he rubbed his hands against her bare thighs made her shiver.
They had a whole host of problems to deal with outside of this but right now she wanted to just be.
“Is this the part where you ask me to go steady?” she asked when they pulled away to breathe and she let her hands fall from his neck as her arms wound around his neck.
“I can, though if we’re living together, we should technically be married,” he told her. “But you made it very clear I should take you to dinner first before we do that.”
“I did say that didn’t I?”
“You did,” he nodded and she loved the way his eyes crinkled.
She could fall in love with this man.
She felt like she was halfway down the rabbit hole already.
“I could ask one day though, if we do get to go to dinner,” he told her and she leaned her forehead against his. It was crazy but hadn’t Jemma said she should grab the joy while she had it? It was kind of nice to think of a future where they were together.
“I could say yes, depending on how that dinner goes.”
“So, until then, yeah, you want to go steady?”
“Yes,” she laughed when he kissed her again. “But I don’t want to sleep yet. If I’m going back in the chamber all I’m going to do is sleep.”
“Ok,” he agreed. “What do you want to do then?”
“Kiss you some more,” she said. “Not think about today anymore. That’s about all I got.”
“I can work with that,” he told her. “You let me drive for the rest of the night. I’ve got you.”
“I know.”
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“You know you don’t have to wait here,” Daisy said as she watched Daniel pulled a chair up to sit with her while she got in the chamber again. “I’m just going to be sleeping.”
“I know that, but I want to be here,” he told her. “Keep watch so the others can work on the ship.”
“Gonna keep me safe Agent Sousa?” she asked.
“Until you can wake up and kick your own ass,” he told her. She smiled and stepped closer to him, leaned down and brushed her lips against his forehead before she put herself back in the chamber and closed the door.
“Sweet Dreams Daisy.”
She thought if she could dream of him, they just might be.