Chapter 4
"I thought your name was Skye" you tried to break the uncomfortable silence. It felt like Daisy, as Uncle Phil called her, was mad at you but you didn't know why, you’ve just met her.
"What?" Daisy stopped surprised by the fact that this girl knew her old name.
"Wasn't that your name? Skye?" you cautiously repeated.
"How did you know that?" her suspicion was clear in her eyes.
"Well, when Uncle Phil talks about you, he always refers to you as Skye" you offered gently.
"He told you about me?" suspicion turned to curiosity, almost in tone of surprise.
"Of course he did, he never shuts up about you" you said as it was obvious, you continued walking again "this way? This is getting heavy" the strap on your duffle bag was starting to hurt your shoulder.
"Yeah yeah, this way" Daisy, still surprised by the fact that Coulson talks about her guided you through long hallways.
You arrived at the bunk numbered G-19, Daisy pressed the code to enter and gave it to you in a piece of paper before letting you in first.
"Well here you are, if you need anything..." It was clear Daisy tried to not make it awkward and leave but you could see how a million questions were going around her mind, and you could also feel some kind of mistrust from her part, you had an idea why.
"Wait, you didn't tell me, why you changed your name" you insisted "come on, I don't bite" you tried to make a joke but you realize you’ll have to do more than that.
"Well it's complicated" Daisy answered
"Oh I get it, you don't trust me"
"Honestly, no" Daisy crossed her arms "you seem to know awfully lot about me, but I just found out about you" you didn’t want her to get all defensive
"I'll be honest about everything, you just need to ask, I'm not the enemy or something" you were being completely honest.
"Well first of all, what's your full name?" you quickly noticed May was teaching her interrogation techniques.
"Y/n l/n"
"No Coulson as last name? You change it?"
"It has been my name since birth" you clarified
"So how are you related to him?"
"We're not related by blood" you began "he's my step Uncle from my mom's side of the family. Coulson's mother married my grandpa when my mom was 13 and he was 12. Both widows with kids, found their way to be a family. And even though his mother died right before he got into SHIELD and grandpa passed away as well a few years later after that, they remained together, they're family"
"And you've known him your whole life?"
"Yes, since day one, but we didn't see him often, being a secret agent and all that, but I wasn't aware he was SHIELD until he 'died'" you made air quotes "my mom was devastated when they told us what happened in the battle of New York. So he convinced Fury to let him tell us he was fine. That was the other reason nobody could know about us before. To keep his secret too"
"And he didn't tell you how he survived?" you didn’t know the answer to that question, but had a feeling Daisy did.
"He just told us about Tahiti, then a couple of years back, right before SHIELD fell, he talked to my mother about something important, something about a serum"
"GH-325, and he didn't tell you either?"
While she asked all of these questions, she kept walking slowly from one side of the room to the other with her arms crossed, you were seated over one leg on the bed resting your weight on your arms behind you.
"That one! And actually, I'm not supposed to know that, I kind of eavesdropped on that conversation. I'm sure he knows I know something but there's a reason why he didn't tell me, so I don't ask" you confessed, you knew if you were completely honest with her, she will be with you too "Please don't rat me out on that one" you chuckled
"You're really not even a little bit curious?"
"Of course I am, back from the dead but not a zombie? who doesn't want to know. But I know Uncle Phil wouldn't keep a secret from me unless it was completely necessary, so I trust his judgement"
"So he talks to you about everything?"
"Pretty much, I know my parents don't want to know any details for our safety, just that he's okay and he has to check in periodically. So I'm the one who asks the questions about everything" as you said, you realized you were answering a lot of questions, you decided it was time for a change.
"And since when do you know about me?" She asked again.
"Since he met you. Okay enough about me, it's my turn, hope you trust me now" you raised an eyebrow. She just stopped from pacing around and looked at you as if trying to read your mind.
"Yeah yeah I'm sorry, it's just after all we've been through I have to make sure" uncrossed her arms making an apologetic gesture with her hands. You don’t know all the details about everything she has been through but you can relate about wanting to be sure before sharing anything at all.
"I get it, this business is crazy. So, your name isn't Skye?" that was your most important question, it seemed you missed a lot when you were under probation. “And please sit down, you’re making me dizzy”
"It was about a year ago I found out who my parents were and it turns out my name is Daisy Johnson" she sat down at the end of your bed, still a little away from you.
"You found your parents?" You sat up straight. Uncle Phil could have just told you that! You knew how important Daisy was to him, just like a daughter to him, in his own words.
"Yes I did" she answered with a tired sigh.
"I didn't expect that reaction” you confessed, “Uncle Phil told me you have been searching for them" you asked confused at her reaction.
"They weren't what I thought they would be" she sadly looked down to her knees.
"I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to" you would understand every boundarie, you weren’t one of those people who pushed into knowing.
"It's kind of a long story, but the thing is, my mom died and my dad doesn't remember me, but his okay and safe so I can live with that" she gave you a half smile, clearly she was in the middle of that grieve.
"I'm so sorry about your mom" you offered sincerely
"Thanks...But wait, I thought he told you everything?" It didn’t make sense to Daisy that the kid knew all about her except for the last year, so much had happened.
"Yeah, I got into some trouble last year and lost contact for some time until today, I guess I missed too much"
"What kind of trouble?" she asked
"There's a reason he calls my driving skills 'delinquent mad skills'" you made air quotes
"So you're a law breaker, please tell me you weren't in jail" She asked surprised
"No of course not” you laughed “Only doing community service and grounded of course this past year" and your uncle on the run, there wasn’t that much communication with him.
"Well that had to suck" she said sympathetically
"It did, if I see anyone littering I'll ran them over" she grumbled "there's a limit on how many highways you can clean"
"Does Coulson know about it?"
"Oh yes he does, my parents wrath wasn't the only one I faced, Uncle Phil and May had quite an opinion, since they were the ones that bailed me out of jail and got me into community service” you dropped on your back covering your face with one arm, hiding in the crook of your elbow.
"I’m sorry but I have to ask...What did you do?" she turned to you, as the time passed in this conversation she was getting more comfortable and sitting closer to you each time she asked a question.
"Well, let's say I won some nasty illegal races in New York" you mumbled under you breath.
"YOU’RE the one who won the New York Mad Race?!" She nearly yelled
"uh yeah" you peaked at Daisy under your arm, you didn’t know she was aware of this race, given her reaction at the high speed she drove earlier.
"No way!" now she was genuinely excited
"I'm glad someone appreciates my accomplisment ” you proudly sat up straight getting even closer to her
"Now it makes sense" Daisy had the face of realization
"What?"
"I was following the scores and keeping up with it and May saw what I was doing, she got so mad she snapped closed my laptop and told me to do something useful" she giggled
"Ouch, sorry" you shrugged chuckling
"That's okay, but wow! I mean! You're Purple Haze!" smiling from ear to ear.
"Yup, I am" you proudly smiled
"You need to take me out for a ride" she declared
"Are you going to complain like today?” you teased
"Shut up" she gently pushed your shoulder "I want to apologize for that actually"
"Hey it's okay" you assured her
"No it's not, I know what is like to not be taken seriously because of my age, and I'm sure that's what really bothered you, be treated like a little girl, So I’m really sorry" she apologized looking into your eyes
"I shouldn't have talked to you the way I did, I got all defensive and rude from the beginning" you admitted, you let their words got to you and reacted poorly towards them.
"So, peace?" Daisy extended her hand
"Peace" you did too