I'm Fine
"I'm fine," Daisy says, trying to brush aside Coulson's concern, and his attempts to help her up.
"No you're not," he says gently. "C'mon Daisy, I know I was thoughtless and I hurt you, and you've every right to be mad at me, but let me help you, please."
It's the 'please' that does it – he sounds desperate – and looks it, too, she notices when she finally allows herself to look at his face. He's got a cut across his right eyebrow – because of course he has. (She wonders, not for the first time, why he always seems to get hit there, in particular.)
"Fine," she says, aware she sounds churlish, and wondering if Coulson will realise that it's far more to do with her physical state (exhaustion from the extensive use of her powers – on top of taking two GSW before she went into the Framework – and hunger, also from using her powers), than her emotional state.
He eases her up from the ground, hooking her arm around his shoulders in order to support some of her weight. "Mack and Elena are on their way," he tells her.
"How's Mace and May?" she asks, thinking they sound like some kind of double act: though not a comedy duo, clearly.
"Not looking too good," he says as they set off down the hallway. "Dr Simmons was very concerned about May in particular."
"And how did Jemma take the news about Fitz?"
"About as well as can be expected," he tells her. "Though I think she's finding it helpful to have May and Jeffery to worry about – for now, at least."
"Yeah."
They're halfway to the Zephyr when Mack and Elena appear. Mack wants Daisy to be carried out on the stretcher he's brought, but she refuses point blank, and it's Elena who stops Mack's fussing, as Daisy thinks of it.
"There's one favour you can do me, Mack," she says as they exit and begin making their final approach to the Z1. Daisy hopes they can't tell that she's about ready to drop by this point.
"Anything," he says instantly.
"Blow this place up," she tells him, and Mack's eyes go wide.
"Good idea," Coulson says from beside her. "Get Agents Piper and Davies to help you." He glances at Elena. "And Ms Rodriguez."
"If that's what you want?" Mack says, sounding a little doubtful.
"I want this place destroyed," Daisy says flatly, "so no one else can use it."
"Got it," Mack says, and he and Elena hurry on ahead to find the explosives, and to rope in Piper and Davies' assistance.
DJ-PC-DJ-PC-DJ
When Daisy wakes up, some time later, it's to find herself in the Director's cabin – which she doesn't remember entering. She's still fairly exhausted and maybe a bit less sore, but the worst thing is how hungry she feels.
She rolls her head sideways on the pillow, and is only half-surprised to see Coulson in a chair beside the bed. He appears to be asleep but as she starts trying to push herself up, his eyes open and he quickly moves to assist her to sit up.
"Hey," he says.
"Time izzit?" she asks thickly.
"A little after 11."
"How's – " she starts.
"May and Jeffrey are stable," he tells her, not waiting for her to finish the question. "Dr Simmons thinks they'll make a full recovery in time. But they'll both be on sick leave for some time to come."
"Good."
"You must be hungry," he says, and she looks at him properly, hearing the concern in his voice.
"Yeah," she agrees. "Coulson, I'm not mad at you still."
"You should be," he says.
She grabs his wrist, and he looks at her, startled. "Don't tell me how I should feel, okay?"
He swallows and ducks his head. "I'm sorry, Daisy. I didn't mean it like that. That's – That's the last thing I'd ever want to do." He clasps his hand over the top of hers. "I just – I think you're too quick to forgive people – me. You're too quick to forgive me when I mess up. No one would blame you - I wouldn't blame you, if you stayed mad at me."
She shakes her head. "What's the point? It doesn't achieve anything – and besides, enough people have hurt me over the years, since my earliest days in St Agnes, that I'd have spent my entire life furious." She's a bit surprised when he perches on the side of the bed to talk to her.
"We don't deserve you," he says, sounding like he might cry at any minute.
"Tough luck," she says sharply. "You're stuck with me now."
That startles a shaky laugh out of him, and she lightly punches his shoulder. "Weren't you going to get me some food?"
"Yeah," he agrees, smiling softly now. "I can do that."
"Good, because I'm ravenous."
"I'll be back ASAP," he promises, and she watches him go out. She sighs, shakes her head, then resolves to forget about him kissing her. There's just no point in dwelling on it.