𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 || 30 day otp challenge » m. may & p. coulson

12. | 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑎

''Doctor, what about my husband?" May immediately asked, not even trying to be polite, when she entered the doctor's office. The man in the white coat got up from the desk and approached her.

''The bullet passed through, thanks to which the surgery was a success," he said. ''He lost some blood, but the patient's condition is stable. We're going to keep him in a pharmacological coma for several days, so that his body has time to calmly recover. We'll be monitoring him all the time. Your husband's life is safe for now."

Melinda let out her breath in relief. That's all what she really needed to hear. Phil will live. ''Can I see him now?"

''Of course, I'll lead you to his room. Your daughter is waiting for you there." She smiled slightly to herself when the man called Daisy their daughter. It was a nice feeling.

When she was outside the room and saw unconscious Coulson lying on the hospital bed, she felt her heart clench. It was the first time she was seeing him since she had learned that he had got hurt during an operation. He had insisted that she stay in the base this time, because she hadn't felt well in the last few days. She was blaming herself, however, that she wasn't there and couldn't support him when he needed it.

She went inside and saw Daisy napping in the armchair beside the bed. She smiled and walked over to her to fix the blanket that had fallen off her shoulders. The girl twitched at the touch, blinked several times and looked at the woman.

''Hey," she said with a sleepy voice and started to rub her eyes.

''Hey, you," May answered. ''Are you alright? Has anyone checked you up already?"

''Yeah, I've got a few bruises, but it's fine. I'm okay."

''Good. I was worried." She squeezed her arm gently and leaned over to kiss her on top of her head. The girl smiled, still sleepy, then pointed with her head at Coulson.

''I should go, leave you too alone," she said.

''No, stay here. You're exhausted, try to get some sleep."

''Are you sure?" Daisy frowned. ''It's not a problem for me."

''Stay," May repeated. ''Please." There was something in her eyes that finally made the girl sit back in the chair. Melinda just didn't want to be alone now.

She sat sat on the bed carefully. She grabbed Phil's hand and squeezed it firmly in hers. It was cool and his face was pale. And although the doctor assured her that he was in no danger, she couldn't stop worrying. Whenever something bad was happening to him, she was wishing that she had the power to swap places with him and could take it all on herself. He didn't deserve any of it.

She moved closer and reached out to stroke his cheek. She took a deep breath. ''I'm here," she whispered, moving her finger on his skin. ''I'm right next to you and I worry about you. You have to come back to me. You have to fight, because you have people to live for. For Daisy. For me, your wife. And for our unborn baby."

She didn't want to tell him the news this way, but somewhere in her heart she hoped Phil could hear her and that the news of her pregnancy would give him strength to fight. Because he had to fight. Now it wasn't just about him. He was to become a father. They were going to become a real family.

Out of the corner of her eye, Melinda noticed that Daisy, who probably heard her words well, was looking at her in shock.

She leaned over Coulson and kissed his forehead.

''We're here with you. And we're waiting for you to come back to us."

As lightly as she could, she put her head on his chest and, not realizing that she was holding her hand to her stomach, she closed her eyes, listening to the steady beating of his heart.