Chapter 33
"Where are you going?"
"Nowhere..."
"You don't go 'nowhere' wearing that."
"I do..."
"Really?"
Wanda would be correct in this case, Daisy did not go 'anywhere' wearing her old spy uniform under a trench coat. Knowing Wanda would completely hate her for what she was going to do and had planned. She could see it already, the knowing look in her green eyes as her face fell just the tiniest bit.
"Dais-why. You can't. You said you would stop the spy work."
Daisy couldn't even look into Wanda's eyes as she felt for a gun on the underside of a set of draws. She did, she did say she would stop the spy work. It was too dangerous with HYDRA rouge and the rest of the Government agencies looking for them it was too risky.
But SHIELD, it's where she first felt alive. Posing as the Hacker Skye had been the best in her life. When Fury let her become an Agent she had been ecstatic, even if she didn't show it physically.
She missed May, Coulson and FitzSimmons. Even if they didn't like her as much as they did back then she missed them either way. Thanks to someone who tipped her off, she knows exactly where they are currently.
"Look Wanda, Love." Waking up to Wanda, Cupping her face in her hands, placing a soft kiss below her curls, "You need to stay here, it's Shield. I've been taught to mess with them my whole life. I know what I'm doing."
"I just-"
"We both can't be seen together, you can keep track of me. You'll know if I'm badly hurt remember? Then if I am, just them you can break down Shield looking for me." Giving her a small smile as she reminded Wanda about the connection they shared. Wanda on the other hand didn't look so convinced.
Letting out a huff, and glaring at Daisy, Wanda seemed to struggle with what to even say as she press her lips into a thin line, "Fine, if you not back in a few hours I will find you."
Smiling slightly Daisy pulled her into her arms, resting her head on Wanda's shoulder, "I'll be back before you even know it." Daisy knew Wanda didn't want her to go, and it made her heart swell.
After what felt like ages of standing in the middle of the living room, embraced. Daisy untangled herself from Wanda who just pouted but accepted her fate as Daisy walked out of the door and shut it with a click.
Shoving her hands in her pockets as she walked through the apartment building's dingy corridors, lighted with unsettling green fluorescent lights. A couple shouting, a loud tv that practically screamed the daily news. Dogging the lift as she jogged down the stairs and into the garage. Breathing in the fresh air, Daisy set off to find the motorcycle she'd picked up a few days ago.
Pulling the helmet on as she climbed onto the seat, smiling slightly as she heard the sound it made as she turned the engine on. She missed this, the feeling of dogging cars, the little risk factor that riding these bikes came with. Daisy missed her old one, HYDRA given it not, it was hers and hers only. It was one of the only things that she had control over within the organisation.
In no time she was weaving through the streets, navigating her way through the unknown city. For now, she enjoyed the freedom she got until the mess dies down. If it ever will, the chances are low obviously. Why wouldn't they be, she was ready to get sent to Jail. Pay for her crimes but she was too willing to throw away the life she had made so quickly. Wanda made her realise that.
Half an hour later, Daisy had pulled up to a rather nondescript building, an odd pounding in her chest as nerves bundled up in her. Huffing to herself as she walked into the building rummaging through her pockets to pull out the sleek identification card that she hardly used. Which was a shame on her part.
The building itself, unlike its outside, was much brighter, more high-tech. Coming to stop by the register as the staff didn't take much notice of her face, just the label on the breast of her suit seemed to be enough.
"ID, Please." The woman's monotone voice asked as Daisy flicked the card to her. With some clicking on a computer and Daisy standing there longer than she would have deemed comfortable the woman had met here without much notice. Then was let through much to Daisy's surprise, she had mostly expected to be cut off by the whole organisation.
Of course that blew over any second, or the second after Daisy was in as the Woman was calling security in her direction. Carefully rounding some corners as the alarms blared. Deeming her a threat, she was a known criminal on the run now. A slight smile played on her face even if she didn't know where she was off to, causing a commotion that would lead them to her. Daisy was sure of it.
Peaking around a corner to see the agents looking at her, taking it as her time to be seen. Not even half a minute later she was being attacked from all sides. But this is what HYDRA had trained her for quite literally. Their feud had caused her to be trained to fight S.H.I.E.L.D agents and them only.
Daisy suddenly whirls around and kicks one of the agents hard in the shin, knocking them down to the ground. She then grabs a baton from the fallen agent and strikes another agent in the head, sending them reeling back against a wall. As the men recover from the initial shock, they advance on her once again. She quickly dodges out of their path and strikes again, As the baton connects with the other agent's face, breaking their nose and sending them to the ground.
Daisy dodges once more and uses the batons to hit the remaining agent in the gut, sending them stumbling back. She quickly moves forward and grabs the agent by the throat, lifting them as she holds the baton to their neck. looking into their eyes as they struggle for air, the baton slowly tightening around their throat. The agent's eyes grow wider with fear, and just as they are about to pass out, the woman releases her grip and the agent collapses onto the ground.
With a fierce kick, she uses all her strength to stomp on the second guy's arm, breaking it and rendering him incapacitated. Daisy then quickly pivots to her right and turns around, catching the third guy's fist as he goes in for a punch. With incredible speed and precision, she twists her adversary's arm and yanks them forward onto their knees, before quickly pivoting once more and kicking their chest, knocking them to the ground as the breath is knocked out of their lungs.
In a flurry of movement, Daisy spins around, her arm outstretched and her fist clenched as she is about to strike. But at the last moment, she stops herself, just centimetres away from the other's face. Letting her arm go lax as she saw the person who now stood before her. Wiping blood from her mouth where a rouge fist connects with it.
"May, it is so wonderful to see you again."
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"What are you doing here."
Settling down on an armchair in the office she was pulled to, twisting her body round so her legs hung over the arm of the chair. Facing the four people she first trusted. It was somewhat nice despite the situation.
"To see you, why else?" Looking at Coulson as the man looked between glaring at her and almost smiling. He'd always had a soft spot for her, and it warmed her.
"And you had to cause all of that, why?" May looked at her from her standing position next to Coulson, her arms crossed as she was the one doing the glaring seeing as Coulson was too kind to do it.
Raising her eyebrow at the woman, "I'm a wanted criminal now, they were going to get me anyways. I knew you were here and would find me if I caused something." Shrugging as she looked over to FitzSimmons, the duo at pressed side by side on a couch. Looking closer than they did last time.
"Though I have a Question when I ran why wasn't my shield rank taken away? I mean it would be bad for Shield to have a criminal among them." Daisy looked intensely at Coulson because she did expect her ID to not work, as was more ready to fight her way to them. They would have not let a wanted criminal see the Director and would have beaten her senseless if she was as good as she was.
"It was Fury's idea." Coulson looked at her with his too-bright blue eyes, "He suggested it, he called me after you ran with the three other Avengers. He, like us, already half expect you to run when we first heard about you getting a lawyer and being sent away. You're sometimes too easy to predict for someone so secretive. Fury guessed you would seek us out so he kept your ID on. No one knows about you, the rest just see 'Daisy Johnson' and think wanted criminal."
Daisy smiled at him slightly, that they were good enough to keep her job here as an Agent. She missed being one, maybe it was what she was made to be. It was always a path that had been carved out for her by HYDRA. Running a hand Through her hair, pulling out of the way of her eyes as he noticed their eyes all fall on her.
"Died your hair as well, white? It's unique." Coulson spoke up looking at her intently, as if trying to read her thoughts.
"If you count, getting kidnapped by HYDRA. Then touching some weird purple stone which I think killed me brought me back to life. Then getting taken by wizards to train with some new powers I got. Then yes unique."
There was a silence after her words, where they just looked at her with wide eyes as if they'd be trying to believe what she said was true. Even she had a hard time processing it, seeing that it was outlandish and not something that seems very believable to the normal person. But in a world of Aliens falling from the sky, Sorcery and superpowered humans then the whole thing seems less weird as time progresses.
"I mean-we knew got kidnapped but what happened before was left entirely unknown. Are you even alright?" Coulson asked with an edge of the fierceness and her lip quirked up slightly, she'd had missed these people more than she would care to admit.
"I'm here, aren't I?" Shrugging as she swivelled in the chair so she was sitting upright, "Plus everything all worked out in the end." Smiling slightly as silence followed, for a few seconds, before May and Coulson began quietly chatting between themselves.
Daisy looked at FitzSimmons who just looked at her before Daisy spoke up, "So you two, a thing?" She watched as they held hands between the two of them signifying their romantic relationship.
Simmons looked at her as if wanting to say something, "Are you still together with that Avenger?" She questioned, causing Daisy's face to split into a grin. Loving any chance she could get to talk about Wanda.
"Obviously. As if anyone could split us up. She is good, a bit too good sometimes. I would never wish to break up with someone like her. Not that she would let me anyways." Imagining Wanda's bright smile, emerald eyes and honeyed skin. Daisy must have stayed silent for longer than they wanted more than likely moon eyes zoned out things of Wanda, because and click of fingers broke her out of that trance.
Propping her elbows on her knees as she looked at the two, "Anyways, tell me the stuff I've missed. I want to know it all."
She didn't even need to moment of silence before the two of them fired away with everything that's been happing at the base. A lot unsurprisingly.
COULSON (much to Daisy's utter surprise) had killed WARD. ON SOME ALIEN PLANET NON THE LESS. Not that it stuck the bastard just couldn't stay dead. And was brought back by an evil Inhuman and possessedWards dead body. Who later died to Mays's ex-husband who was also inhuman.
Suddenly Daisy's exploits of going to some secret wizards' training spot didn't seem so bad after all.
They went on for hours, or so it seemed, sharing stories back and forth. The duo seemed particularly interested in the way the Avengers acted outside of the superhero personalities. Coulson was more interested to hear about his idol, Captain America. May had some input about Natasha, having been on some missions with the spy or mumbling under her breath about Clint who was stuck to Natasha's hip.
Naturally, Fitz and Simmons gravitated to ask Questions about Tony Stark and Bruce Banner. Daisy, knew less about the science men seeing as it wasn't her forte but Tony was an arsehole hiding an actual sweetheart. But he can still be a massive pain sometimes. Bruce was an overall calm guy, massively smart which is something she can't even comprehend.
No one asked about Thor, Daisy adored the loud but likeable god. She fingered the necklace around her neck that he'd given her, the way the stone on it looked heavy by weighted nothing. Was it something to do with that his mother had magic?
Daisy had taken some time to read up on Norse mythology, the wizard place she couldn't remember the name of for the life of her had a lot of books on that subject and questioned whether Thor is anything the books said was real. It embarrassed the man to no end but it made her laugh as he denies or accept the
Some stuff happened.
Turning to the clock in the room, seeing it had been some hours and Wanda would begin to worry even Daisy could feel the slight wavering through her connected bond.
Slapping her knees as she stood up, popping a little as she did, "I really should head back, send me the next job you have. I'll be there.”
Much to her surprise, Daisy was tackled into a hug by Fitz who was very much closely followed by Simmons and then Coulson. May, who didn’t participate in some actions, patted her on the back before she left. The two spies shared a look before Daisy headed out the way she came. Some who got too close backed away obviously seeing her ‘little’ tiff with the agents that tried to capture her.
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“Seven hours?”
Wanda was standing there, hands on her hips and looking at her like a child that had gone out past curfew. Not that it was much different even if Daisy was older, quite literally. But Wanda, when she was mad about something, had this sort of imposing aura about her that just screamed ‘danger’. Daisy, because of who she was, paid not much notice to it.
“We were reconnecting after lost time, I hadn’t intended it to go on that long.” Eyes wide as she put her hands up, sitting down around the small kitchen table with which Wanda had placed a bowl of something Daisy didn’t know but that it was homemade and smelt like heaven.
Wanda raised a delicate eyebrow at the woman before taking a seat on the equally uncomfortable chairs, something she will change, “And May you tell me who these people are?” Wanda had a sweet smile on her face as she sipped her tea, “I mean you went back to Shield if that wasn’t obvious enough.” Her eyes raked down Daisy what wind brushed from her, her white hair was messy and the bruising on her face handed cleared up yet.
“The team I was before, you know. It was nice. I just lost track of time .” Shrugging as she spooned a spoon full of the hot food in her mouth relishing the rich flavours of the dinner.
“This is good…own recipe?”
“You're not getting out of it that easily, I don’t fold for your loving comments.”
Daisy groaned as she dramatically fell back in her chair, she knew Wanda was mad for her being too late back. But what was done couldn’t be rewritten and they just have to look past it. Trust was a huge part of relationships and they trusted each other to not do any damming things at this point especially.
“You usually do.”
Daisy pointed out as Wanda's cheeks flushed a little pink as she dragged a hand down her face to try and keep a stony expression. But it didn’t work as her cheeks pulled up as she looked down, a mop of curls hiding her smile from Daisy.
“You need to stop doing that,” Wanda mumbled into her teacup but she was no doubt still smiling. She looked over at Daisy, who herself was smugly grinning, causing Wanda to roll her shining green eyes and scoff wholeheartedly.
Even so that night she went to bed with a fall stomach as snuggly wrapped around Wanda as the two of them huddled beneath a thick duvet. No arguments or anything, just the two of them in tranquillity.
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Daisy was rudely woken up by a squeal that sounded utmost ecstatic. Blinking away the sleep as she rubbed her eyes and a mild headache formed behind her eyes. Pushing herself up the bed to lean against her headboard, the duvet pooling around her waist as Wanda happily padded into the room. Flowing, colouring skirts swayed in her movements.
“Wanda…” Daisy asked as she looked away from the woman’s wide grip, the apples of her cheeks red as her eyes shone with so much excitement.
The woman seemed to barely contain herself, hopping from one foot to another as she did so, not able to stand still, “So you know how I told you last night o wanted to be a babysitter and not a teacher anymore?”
Daisy nodded still probably only half conscious due to the abrupt awaking, somewhat remembering the conversation from the night prior they had.
“And we’ll I was thinking about it before I told you I wanted to be a teacher…and we’ll I applied for a few jobs to babysit. AND I GOT ONE.” She jumped up and down lightly with the phone clutched in her grip.
Daisy herself never really understood why Wanda likes the little children. Babies are messy and loud, toddlers are even worse. Younger children are too curious and older children are far too spunky. Teens are moody or ignorant and everyone else of just plain annoying. But if Wanda was happy then so was she because that’s how relationships work.
“Oh, and,” Wanda whose once current grin of happiness had turned into a shit-eating grin made Daisy wake up just a bit more at what Wanda could have done.
“What did you do?” Furrowing her eyebrows at Wanda who looked very much pleased with what she has done.
“They said I could bring a companion with me and I agreed to do so. They asked who and well…I said I’ll bring my girlfriend. So now you gotta go with me.”
Daisy was now fully awake staring at the delighted woman, guess karma had hit her in the back.
“I’m not goings.” Daisy huffed out and buried herself under the duvet.
“You won’t let me go alone, and I will not stay here.” Daisy could see her grin of contempt in her mind without even seeing the woman. She got her.
Great…what a fun way to go. Who would have guessed, a HYDRA weapon turned Babysitter?