S1 E17 Agents of Shield 10th Anniversary
10 years ago today we…
Came back after watching Winter Soldier and were not ready for this episode!
Squealed at the SkyeWard kiss!
Gasped as Garrett is revealed as the Clairvoyant! (I loved Bill Paxton so much in this role and I was shocked at this reveal!)
Awed at this cute FitzSimmons reunion. Fitz’s face when holding Simmons! Like he never wants to let her go!
Shed a few tears at Trip’s reaction to Garrett being taken away. (Also, Ward’s face at seeing Trip yelling at Garrett broke me & it convinced me that Ward didn’t have anything to do with HYDRA)
Are stuck staring at the TV with jaws dropped at this stunning revelation. (This honestly was the biggest plot twist in TV history! Change my mind! I dare you!)
Me the whole episode
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Written for Fictober 2022! Requested by Anon :)
Fandom: Marvel
Prompt: “I know what this looks like”
Summary: Y/N is a SHIELD specialist on Coulson's team, and they started dating Skye not long after she joined the team. Now, after Ward's been particularly irritating with his preaching and posturing, they've decided to work together and sneak into Ward's bunk on the Bus to prank him.
Word Count: 1,326
Category: Fluff
Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.
"No, Skye, you have to- wait stop."
Skye dropped down from where she was trying to use a bit of decorative trim to give me an exasperated look. The exasperation was mostly coming from our lack of success in our current struggle, and less so from the fact that I'd pointed it out.
Recently, Ward had been getting on both our nerves a little lately with his general uptightness and reinforcement of the stereotype of a SHIELD specialist. So Skye, my girlfriend, and I were in the process of hopping over and though the gap between the wall and door of Grant's bunk and the ceiling so we could shortsheet his bed like a bunch of children.
TONS of trouble so far, but it would definitely be worth it. Never let it be said that I was a specialist stereotype.
"Please," said Skye, hands on her hips as she looked at me, "if you have a better idea, let me know."
"I do, actually. Here, I'll brace myself against the wall in like a squat, and then you can use my thigh as a stepping stool to get up and over." She raised a dubious eyebrow at me, which I immediately took as an insult. "What? You don't think I'm strong enough to lift you up? I'll have you know I keep pace with Ward every single time we work out together, easily."
"Okay, no, that's not what I'm saying," she said, holding her hands up and scoffing a little. "I just think you're overestimating my ability to pull you up after me."
Now it was my turn to scoff. "Oh, babe. I can get over on my own just fine."
Skye raised a questioning eyebrow at me again, and this time I raised one back before pointing to myself.
"Super spy? Remember?"
She snorted and sighed, but walked over to me anyway.
"Alright fine, super spy. Help me up and then show me what you've got."
I grinned and shot her a wink as I moved to brace myself against the wall. Skye tried to hide it and play it cool like usual, but I could tell I'd managed to get her a little flustered. Still, she shook it off and stepped up once I was in place.
"I don't want to hurt you..."
"Skye. C'mon. We don't have all day to set up this prank if we also want to get away with it." I patted my thigh and she took a deep breath, then nodded to herself. Without further hesitation, she used my leg as a stepping stone and pushed up, grabbing the top edge of Ward's bunk wall and beginning to pull herself over. Once most of her weight was off my leg, I stood up and put my hands together to give her an additional, higher up foothold. A second later, she disappeared over to the other side.
"Alright, let's see it SHIELD specialist!" she called back at me from the other side of the wall. I smiled to myself as I shook out my arms, quickly stretched my legs, and plotted my route.
"Stand back from the wall a little bit, babe!" I called, being careful not to be too loud lest we attract unwanted attention. I gave it a few seconds, finished stretching out my various limbs, then took a running start at the wall perpendicular to Ward's.
Once I got close enough to the wall I jumped, getting as much air as I could, then pushed off the wall near its shared corner with Ward's, propelling myself a little higher. I reached out and grabbed the top of the wall as soon as it was in reach, using the rest of my momentum to pull myself up and over.
I dropped down lightly, only needing to bend my knees a little to soften the impact. Finally, I straightened up with a smile and turned to face Skye, a triumphant glow radiating from me.
The impressed look on her face only made my pride swell more.
"Okay, I'm not gonna lie... that was pretty hot."
I laughed and smiled as I moved past her, trying not to let her see how quickly my heart beat at her words. Despite her lack of SHIELD training in reading people, however, I was pretty sure she could still tell.
"Alright, quit trying to get me off track and let's finish our prank already," I said, waving her off. She laughed even as she moved to stand next to me beside Ward's bed and we shared a smile.
I absolutely adored her, despite not having known her for a very long time, especially in the grand scheme of things. It just felt easy to be with her, and right, no matter if we were facing a maniac trying to kill us both on a field assignment or doing something dumb like breaking into Ward's bunk to shortsheet his bed.
We made quick work of rearranging Ward's sheets and then making the bed look just like it had before, so he wouldn't suspect anything. Then, with a high five and a wink from me, we headed for the door, our mission complete.
We paused just before the door and listened carefully for any sign of someone in the hallway. Thankfully, we could just open the door and go out this time without having to scale the wall. But we didn't want to have put in so much work only to get caught at the last second by someone casually walking by.
"Alright, I think we're in the clear," I finally whispered. Skye nodded, and then we took our chance and opened the door. We darted out, probably looking ridiculously suspicious as we shut it behind ourselves as quickly as possible. We glanced up and down the hallway before sighing a breath of relief upon seeing no one around us.
"Good job, partner," said Skye, leaning into me with a smile. I wrapped an arm around her waist and smiled back as I opened my mouth to respond, then nearly jumped right back over Ward's bunk wall at the sound of a voice from behind us.
"What are you two doing?"
Skye and I whirled around to find May staring at us, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.
"May, I know what this looks like-" I started, suddenly very conscious of how close Skye and I were standing together, and how flushed we were from the effort of our prank.
"It looks like the two of you are trying to pull a prank on Ward," she said, cutting me off before I could get any further. Skye and I both stared at her for a few seconds without responding, blinking in surprise at how quickly she'd called us out on exactly what we'd been doing.
"How the hell did you know that?" I asked. May huffed a small laugh, then started walking past us and towards the cockpit, where she was due to take over from Ward.
"Super spy, remember?" she said, with a pointed look at me. My jaw dropped open as Skye laughed, loud and unabashed. "You both have until I get through that cockpit door to get out of here without looking guilty."
I just stared after her, still a little stymied, but Skye had the presence of mind to grab my hand and pull me away. We headed through the living room and down towards the makeshift gym set up in the garage, smiling and laughing together as I was finally shaken out of my surprise.
Skye was my perfect partner in crime. And as long as Ward kept being annoying about training and procedures and whatever else, we would be committing many more crimes, together.
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Summary: Forced to take refuge at her mother's house with the team, Melinda May has to deal with her famous mother and with her colleagues' antics, while finding the secret of healing a broken soul.
Sneak peek:
The world may have seemed to have tilt on its axis lately but Melinda May knew she could always count on her mother to have her back. Not that the older woman would be happy about it, not so soon after asking her to drive hundreds miles to pick her daughter in the middle of nowhere. But she would do it anyway.
That's how the whole 'team Bus', as the younger agents had dubbed the remainder of the original team, was standing in Lian May's living room. Safe hideouts were still rare after the Hydra debacle. Fortunately her mother's paranoia made her house the most secure location they could reach, since the Bus had been damaged during the last mission. The plan was to regroup, make the necessary repairs and plan their next move.
But that probably would have to wait until the rest of the team would stop looking so wide-eyed about everything in the house, her mother included.
And her mother seemed to be the center of everyone's attention. Not only was she interesting because she was Agent Melinda May's mother—thankfully no-one was calling her the Cavalry—but also because, apparently, Agent Lian May, CIA, was a legend even outside of her own agency.
Yes, Melinda was the Phoenix's daughter.
She didn't know when the name had first come up, but it had stuck. However she knew why it had stuck. Agent Lian May had been famous for disappearing during risky missions, so risky she had been supposed dead many times until she would have reappeared suddenly, mostly healthy. Sometimes she would even have faked her death, leaving both her enemies and her colleagues —and even her family— certain that she had been gone for good this time. Until she would have turned up at Langley for debriefing.
After that, it was no wonder that people had started comparing her to a mythical creature able to be reborn from its ashes, again and again.
Fitzsimmons were babbling stories they had heard at the Academy, a wide-eyed Skye was listening with rapt attention, her mother was muttering in Mandarin about how the stories became more and more ridiculous with time, and Coulson—well, Coulson had a twinkle in his eyes that meant trouble. He waited until there was a lull in the conversation to address Lian directly.
Melinda didn't know how her best friend could be such an incredible, talented agent and somehow would end up putting his foot in his mouth when talking to her mother.
"You know, I'm kind of a phoenix too now."
Lian looked him up and down critically. "You look more like a zombie."
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