Something to Fight For

Chapter 8

Im sorry, the pic above is crap.

(Coulson's POV)

   It was almost midnight when Jemma's transmission came through. Fitz called the other men in to hear the short message.

    "Hey, we got the 0-8-4! We need an immediate extraction as soon as possible! Something happened, and we can't keep fighting like this. I'm sending our location!" Simmons voice crackled, and the transmission was put on repeat. Mack plugged in the coordinates, and the Zephyr lifted its cloaking as it auto-piloted itself to the valley. There was a massive fire in the center of a circle of houses. There were several forms of women fighting, and as soon as the plane landed, The men ran off, guns drawn.

   "We trusted you!" A woman with ankle-length hair screamed at someone. The lady was dressed in leather and metal, and brandished two spears.

    Phil looked at the scene, and almost had a heart-attack. Daisy, dressed in a long dress, ran at the terrifying woman and attempted to fight her.

   "Quake her!" Mack yelled. For some reason, Daisy didn't, and the woman pinned her, holding her spears against Daisy's chest. 

   Phil watched in fear, the fire light staining everything with orange light. Suddenly Melinda ran from between flames, a glowing spear in her hands, the tip flashing blue. Light reflected off her exposed skin, a leather skirt and crop-top really making the agent pull off the amazon flare. Phil watched in shock as she ran, spear ready, at the woman threatening Daisy. She was a beautiful streak of awesome destruction.

    Melinda was quick and agile, her bare, tanned skin fluid as her muscles worked. She was gorgeous, but something was off. 

    Then Phil realized why May looked different.

   Her stomach was enlarged. She was pregnant.

   Phil blinked, believing that it was a trick of the light, but the sight stayed in place. What the hell?

   Melinda engaged the Amazon woman, both fighting faster than his eyes could follow. Melinda was graceful as always, but was obviously choosing moves that would keep her from jerking and flying. May swung her spear, and knocked one of the weapons from the woman's hand. Daisy leapt up, and grabbed it.

   Oh god.

   Daisy was pregnant too.

   Melinda stabbed forward, driving the woman backwards. Daisy worked in perfect coordination, waiting until the Amazon woman was close before driving the spear through her thigh. Melinda took advantage of her opponent's wounds, and punched the woman, knocking her out.

   A young Amazon girl stood beside the fire, watching with fear. "Run, Shareta! Don't get hurt!" Daisy yelled at her. The teen turned and fled.

   "I got Jemma!" Fitz called to him, also seemingly to be having a strong reaction to the way things were unfolding. Then Phil realized the Fitz was carrying a pregnant Jemma. WHY WERE ALL THE WOMEN PREGNANT?!?!

   Bobbi ran through the fire, Lance not far behind, and they boarded the Zephyr. Mack had his arm around Elena, Guiding the pregnant inhuman to the plane.

   A horde of hundreds of enraged women covered in blood came screaming out and into the clearing, ready to engage the SHIELD agents.

    Daisy ran past him, her arms wrapped around her middle, but Phil didn't notice. 

    He watched in awe as his lover stood up from the fight, her eyes reflecting the flames as Melinda raised her blue spear and jogged toward him, the angry amazons hot on her trail. Melinda shook hair from her eyes, and looked at him. He stared at her exposed stomach. "Yes. Phil, I'm having a baby. Come on!" She said, dragging him along, and up into the belly of the zephyr.

   Fitz was already setting the coordinates to back home, and the plane lifted into the air, the ramp closing. Melinda held the spear, eyes narrowed. Phil scanned the length of her body, totally not noticing that she had probably gone up a cup size.

   "You okay?" She asked.

   "I should be asking that of you." He stuttered.

   "Besides this damn 0-8-4 forcing me to conceive, I'm just like I was five days ago."

   "But. . . but, how are you this far along?!?!" Phil stared at her stomach, observing the graceful soft curves.

    "Damn 0-8-4 magic. I don't know!"

    "Will the rest of it be as fast?" His eyes went wide. If someone told him he would be holding Melinda's baby in a week, he wouldn't be surprised, especially with how crazy 0-8-4s were these days.

   "No. Shareta told us that the rest should be normal." Melinda huffed, and walked into the lab. "Whatever you do, DON'T touch the spear tip." Melinda warned the scientists. "Or Leo might end up getting Jemma pregnant every time they sleep together."

    Fitz blushed, as well as Jemma.

    There was silence as each of the Zephyr members stood in a circle. "Okay, What the hell happened?" Mack asked. "Not that we're mad, just confused."

    "The 0-8-4 looks to have kree writing on the side." Jemma said, looking closely at the spear. "And with the translation data that Lady Sif gave us, it seems to be a fertility enhancer."

   "Well." Hunter broke the quiet. "That's a first."

    The agents stood in a circle, and Hunter spoke up again. "At least it's my baby, right?" pointing to Bobbi.

   "That's what Shareta implied, but we truly don't know." Jemma said. "So to answer everyone's questions, I want all of you in the lab for a parental DNA test." Jemma said. "Now."