Tales of the Teenage Avengers And Agents Of SHIELD

Death

AU: A/B/O, Hybrid

Team: Agents of SHIELD

Donald "Donnie" Gil: Polar Bear

The death of Sara was something no one was expecting.

Sara was supposed to be safe.

She wasn't supposed to die.

Donnie couldn't help but think that as he tried to wrap his head around the fact that his best friend and SoulMate was gone.

He tried hard to hold on to those last tendrils of her life in her mind, but they slipped away from him and tears started slipping down his face.

"No, Sara!" He cried. "Sara!"

Her name and last words kept circling through his head.

It'll all be worth it in the end. I promise.

"It's not worth it if your gone." Donnie whispered.

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Fitz looked up as Donnie called Sara's name the second time and suddenly it hit him.

Why he didn't see it sooner was beyond him. He was heavily distracted and the things Donnie came up with where really cool.

It hit him suddenly why Donnie's scent was off. It wasn't just his scent.

Donnie's scent was vanilla and snow, underneath it however was the underlay of cinnamon and the body beneath them smelled just like cinnamon.

"Oh, Donnie." Fitz murmured and Skye understood too.

As Donnie began crying, Fitz and Skye both moved closer. Fitz brushed against his side, pulling Donnie out of his thoughts.

Donnie looked over as Skye placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed his shoulder gently with her thumb. He looked at the Omegas, tears streaking his face and understood. They understood that he was lost right now. They understood he needed help.

He curled up, wanting to be alone, but not wanting them to leave.

Skye's grip strengthened and Fitz hesitantly reached out and took Donnie's hand.

For now, they would offer what comfort they could and guide Donnie towards healing.

That was all they could do.

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Coulson was confused.

May and Ward where too, but Simmons had seen this before.

Omegas took care of their own. Even through the rough times.

"What's going on here?" Ward whispered.

Simmons silenced him with a glare. "It's a Comfort Ritual. Omegas preform it when one loses their SoulMate or goes through extreme trauma. I'm going to find some blankets. They can't stay down here. May will you come with me? You know the ship better than I do."

May nodded and they left.

When they came back, Donnie had curled up against a blushing Fitz and was looking calmer.

Fitz looked up at Simmons and his blush deepened.

Simmons smirked. You'd make a good mother.

Fitz flushed even deeper and looked away.

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The Omegas stayed in the Comfort Ritual until the next morning when SHIELD came to take away Sara's body and get Donnie to a secure facility.

Fitz walked Donnie to the car and tried to speak to him.

"Donnie, I... I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything." Donnie replied, voice harsh and cutting.

Fitz looked at him sadly.

Donnie pulled open the door. "My best friend... My Mate is dead because of me. You don't understand how that feels."

Fitz placed his hand on Donnie's shoulder. "No, I don't. But I know it won't feel pleasant and I know you won't be the same." Fitz sighed. "Donnie, I'm here for you. Okay?"

"I don't want you to be here for me. I want Sara back." Donnie replied. Then he shrugged off Fitz's hand and got into the car.

Fitz ducked his head and walked back to Jemma, watching as the car drove away.

Fitz didn't know if he'd ever see Donnie again.

But when he did, he hoped that Donnie would be ready to accept what had happened and ready to get the help he needed.