The Discovery of Coulson

Marvel Cinematic Universe The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Daredevil (TV) Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)
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The Discovery of Coulson
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This is the funeral of Phil Coulson with a surprise at the end. Me and someone bond over the loss of their favorite person.I will be editing and adding two more chapters to the story.
Note
This is not apart of my A.K.A series. The is post Avenger movie and pre Agents of Shield. I don’t know if I will add to this but it was an idea that was going around in my head for a couple of days.
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Chapter 4

Melinda’s POV
Daisy. Daisy was the name that I had picked if we ever had a daughter. I can’t stop myself from replaying the only moments that I saw her face. She has features like mine and she could have been ours if I had never left. Why did he never tell me? When did she appear in his life? Where did they meet and where was she going to go now? How did I miss this part? The last one she knew the answer to and it hurt herself so much. She is unmovable in her seat almost everyone is gone except her Mama, Baba, and surprisingly Tony Stark.

He sits in front of me pulling up a chair. He has on a fake smile. I can tell he has been crying too. “So it’s nice to finally meet the Legendary Melinda Qiaolian May. The famous one that left. I see you had the honor of meeting Daisy.” He looks to the box in your lap and the half bottle of Haig. “You know I honestly think the only thing that saved Phil after you left him was that little girl.” Tony says more after getting no verbal response. “You know that social worker lady will never find her. Daisy is good like that. The world made her have to be like that.” There was a crack in his smile when he said that. “I don’t think I can ever forgive you for the hurt you caused one of my best friends, but seeing you like this. I am sorry for your loss.” He walks away. She clinches her fist tightly. One hand still holding the box. My Baba puts his hand on my shoulder. “Mellie it’s time to say goodbye.” My body fills like weights are holding me down. I can’t move each step I take feels like I am being dragged. We are the only three people left. When I read the headstone I collapse I start sobbing uncontrollably and screaming. My parents kneel down with me and know this is no time for composure. “We have got you Bǎobǎo.” I can hear the tears in my mama’s voice I have never seen or heard her cry. They just keep holding me close. The next moments are a blur as my parents carry me to the car and home. We are home now and I still haven’t opened this box that Daisy gave me before she ran away. I should have chased after her. I thought to myself. I hadn’t really looked at the box yet and I look down to see a Captain American gift box. I know this could have been from one person. Phil Coulson.

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