Sometimes things are more magical than you know ~ Agents of SHIELD #wattys2015

Repairs (46) [epilogue]

'You've done good today."
Skye closed the door of her bunk softly. Hannah was asleep in there right now.
The poor girl was exhausted.
"Thanks... I think."
Sanchez was sitting at one of the couches, with a book on the table.
"Come. Sit," she said, while making moves with her hand to the spot next to her.
Skye sat down, and Sanchez closed her book.
"Skye... I know I've been a bit hard on you today-"
"No. No. Please don't. It's okay."
She raised her eyebrows.
"It is?"
"Yep. It is."
"Why?"
"I know we haven't been really good friends since the day we met, but today, I realised something. Everyone has his own reasons to be who they are. Everyone has their own past, and that's what makes them who they are today."
"Never knew you have studied for psychiatrist."
"I haven't."
Sanchez smiled.
"I know I act sometimes not like a real human, but that's-"
"You don't need to tell me. I know you've been through a lot. The experiences of your job, the battle of New York. You've seen more then the most of us ever will. And I respect that. But if you ever need someone to talk with... I'm here."
"Maybe I'll tell you someday about one of my adventures."
She winked.
Skye left the lounge, in the direction of the cockpit. On her way, she crossed Ward.
"Hey. How is she?"
"Better."
"Good. Let me know if she needs something."
"Sure."
In the cockpit, there was May of course. Skye knocked on the door, and went in.
"Mind if I keep you company?"
May started the engines.
"Cool."

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"Tadah."
"That word isn't even a word in our language," Ward said.
"I never heard of it."
"Uhu."
"I'm checking," Skye sighed.
"Oh! Our language? You mean the English language, first spoken in England?" Simmons asked.
They were playing scrabble.
"Aglet. A plastic or metal cube at the end of a shoe lace."
Everyone started to laugh.
"She used her britishness against us!" Ward said.
"Hey, so what?"
Fitz came into the lounge, and everyone started to laugh.
He had whipped cream on his face.
" 's not funny. I was sleeping peacefully."
Everyone started to laugh more louder.
"Very clever Simmons."
"I didn't... I didn't do it."
"Oh- Well Ward, I don't appreciate-"
"Don't look at me!"
Coulson made a face. Ne-eh. Not him.
"Okay. Well, Skye-"
"No."
"Well, who then? The bunk is one of peoples limits. Don't laugh! Because I knew it was one of you."
May started to smile in the cockpit. Sanchez grinned.
In silence, they gave eachother a box.

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Sooooo, my dears. End of this chapter. First things first: With 'box" I mean like "Hey dude, give me a box" and then the hand thing. You know. Not the "I'm going to put stuff into a box" thing.
This is the end of the episode, mes amis =3 We're heading to our lovely mid- season finally, The Bridge. That's gonna be exciting!
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