New skimmons story.

AU where Skye finds her mother, and she's closer to her than she thinks. Set in S02E11 from then onwards it is AU. (Cal doesn't appear in the first half of the series)

Will she accept who she is?

DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately I do not own Marvels Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. as I am currently waiting for the email off of Joss Whedon telling me that I do…

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Okay on to the story…

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The Strangest Show on Earth

Chapter 1

Skye tossed and turned in her single bed as she lacked the warmth of Jemma. This bed wasn't home. It was fucking quarantine. She tossed again and opened her eyes to see Coulson watching her as her body refused to let her sleep.

"I can't sleep either." Coulson tried to make conversation as Skye laid there watching him.

"I need Jemma." Her voice was croaky from crying due to the death of Trip. "I shouldn't have gone down there. Trip would still be here if I didn't go."

"Skye, don't even think about blaming yourself. You went down for the right reasons. To stop Raina from going into that temple." Coulson's voice was stern, trying to convince Skye it wasn't her fault.

"How long did it take Mack to get out of quarantine?" Skye sat up. She needed a subject change.

"Pretty quickly." Coulson stood up and paced the length of the glass wall. "Whatever was in his system seemed to leave after the Obelisk was set off and then the earthquake came."

"Oh." Skye got back in bed and turned to face the wall full of medical supplies. It wasn't her intention to be rude, she wasn't in the mood for this. Skye needed Jemma's body to sleep on. She couldn't do this alone. Not now.

The next day Coulson was in his office with May when he received a call off of Jemma.

"Simmons? What's wrong?" His voice immediately showed concern.

"We found Raina, she's escaped and killed 2 agents and 3 are severely injured agents with cuts to the necks. I managed to get a few shots in her but-"

"Good." May interrupted.

"But, none appeared to be fatal hits. She's gone, sir. I called because I know you put me in charge of destroying this temple, but I was hoping that I could come home early. The charges are already in place and the rest of the agents here can blow it up remotely. I want to come home to check on Skye, sir." Jemma's voice gained a demanding tone when she began to discuss coming home.

There was a brief pause due to Coulson looking over to May who gave him a curt nod.

"Come home, Jemma."

The quinjet landed and as soon as they base door opened, Jemma ran to Skye's quarantined area, gaining looks from other agents, whom she ignored.

Skye was talking to Bobbi and noticed she was being given a yellow bag full of things to entertain her while in quarantine. Jemma was grateful but there was a hint of jealousy that struck through her.

Jemma waited in the doorway until they were done with their conversation. She heard Bobbi call Skye 'a rockstar'. As Bobbi turned around, she caught Jemma's eye and gave her a brief nod before walking past her.

"Skye." Jemma's voice was soft and gentle.

Skye looked up from the contents of the bag. She'd recognise that voice anywhere.

"Jemma!" Skye moved to the locked door of the quarantined area and smiled instantaneously. She placed her left hand on the glass. Jemma was back. Her Jemma. "Trip's dead because of me." Skye's voice broke.

Jemma placed her right hand on the glass as if she could feel the warmth of Skye's palm. Even though it had been a few days, she missed the feeling and warmth of Skye.

"No. Don't believe that for one second. He went down there to rescue you and that's what he did." Jemma asked.

"I shouldn't have gone down there." As she said this Jemma retracted her hand and turned around and pulled out a sample of blood from her pocket.

"You were trying to stop Raina, Skye. You were doing the right thing. Don't ever doubt that for a second okay?" Skye noticed Jemma holding a blood sample in her hand.

"What've you got there?" Jemma looked up to see the curiosity on Skye's face.

"Raina's blood from the city. She was completely covered in thorns so I'm guessing her blood is going to be completely different, so I need to run some tests." Jemma looked down at her microscope. "I need to run DNA tests with you too. Just to be safe."

"O-okay." Skye stuttered. She already knew she was different, she felt it. She felt it inside of her. It felt like a thousand bees inside of her.

Meanwhile in Coulson's office…

"I miss my baby, Phil." May said as she read through numerous files regarding her lost daughter. Her voice was emotionless.

"I know you do. But it's been over 25 years and you know what the chances of her still being alive are. You need to let the girl go. You've had this weight on your shoulders for far too long. I'm sorry I'm being so straightforward but I can't lie to you." Coulson was stern. He had to tell her straight. He couldn't keep giving her hope when there was a low chance that her daughter was still alive.

"I still have hope. We've lost Trip. We nearly lost Skye. It's too much Phil. I'm losing everyone who is around me."

Coulson walked up to May and wrapped her up in a hug. He turned his head to her ear. "Skye is your daughter in ways and she will always be. You and her are alike in so many ways. She's changed you. Don't ever forget that."

"This team is my family. Every single person." She pulled away, closed the file and left it on his desk. May walked to the door, opened it and took one last look at Coulson and smiled.

Back down at the lab, Jemma managed to extract a sample of Skye's blood and began her tests.

"Jem?"

Jemma looked up from her current tests and raised her eyebrows towards Skye as a gesture telling Skye that she was listening.

"I know it's a long shot but, do you remember when I told you that a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent dropped me off at the orphanage?" Jemma briefly nodded. "Do you think you could do a DNA test and see if either of my parents are S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?"

"Yeah, of course I can. There's some blood left from your tests so I can get right on that right now. Plus, they should be done approximately at the same time as your DNA sample results." Jemma smiled and seemed very hopeful for Skye.

"Thanks, I love you." Skye smiled. This was the first time she was feeling hope in god knows how long.

"I love you too." Jemma took the vile which has the remainder of Skye's blood and left the room to go and see if her DNA matches a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

As Jemma left the room she found May, Coulson and Mack walking down the corridor.

"Sir!" Jemma immediately caught up with the three S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. "I heard the orders for capturing Raina were to capture not kill."

"As always." May interrupted.

"But if she had to be killed...that may not be the worst thing." Jemma looked up to Mack and he nodded so she continued. "I don't want to put her down, I'm just saying these powers can leash horrors and so much more. I'm sorry but these powered people are a plague and they need to be eradicated."

"Thanks, Jemma." Coulson looked to May and they walked off.

Throughout the whole conversation, Skye was watching and listening to her every word. She thought to herself Jemma's gonna hate me. Jemma is going to HATE me. She couldn't lose Jemma not now.

As Coulson shut the door to his office and turned, he had no idea how to even begin talking.

"Phil, that earthquake in that city do you re-"

"No."

"You think someone caused it?"

"Yes."

"Skye." They both said her name at the same time. They found out without even needing DNA samples. It was logical. Skye was in that rubble unscathed with destruction surrounding her.

"Simmons, she's running her blood samples now." May finally spoke up.

"I know. She's already midway through doing them." Coulson gave up defeat. He couldn't stop her. "We'll pretend we don't know for now. Skye doesn't need this right now. Added bonus to this, Jemma's just basically said in other words how she hates people with powers so imagine how she'll feel when she finds out about Skye."

"That's what I'm concerned about. They both need each other. How long is she going to be in quarantine?" May asked.

"I don't know, Mel. Let Jemma do her tests and we can get Fitz to possibly switch them back to her old samples of her blood when she was shot and injected with GH-325."

May nodded and called Fitz to come to Coulson's office.

After a few minutes passed, Fitz knocked on his office's door and walked in. He noticed Coulson and May's facial expressions were blank and unreadable.

"What's going on?" Fitz's tone of voice immediately displayed worry.

"We need you to do something. Don't ask any questions about it." Coulson's tone of voice was firm. Of course he could trust Fitz but this was something they did not need to explain right now.

"Yes, sir."

"When Jemma is done with her tests on Skye's blood to test for any anomalies, change the samples to Skye's original samples from what we have before."

Fitz nodded. He didn't need to ask questions to them, he could get it out of Skye and confront her. By them asking him to switch the samples he knew what this meant. Skye changed.

"Is that all, sir?"

Coulson nodded and so did May. Fitz left in a hurry to the printer to get the results before Jemma.

"Your tests are finished a couple minutes ago, I'll go collect the results. Be back in a minute." Skye nodded and sat back on the bed.

As Jemma left, Fitz entered the room breathless from running. This earned a look from Jemma but nothing more as she walked away.

"Can you explain this to me?" Fitz held up the original DNA results. Skye's DNA was no longer the same.

"No, please tell me that's not real." Skye's voice begged him to tell her otherwise. She couldn't lose Jemma. Jemma was going to think that Skye is a plague.

"Unfortunately, they are. I've switched your samples so Jemma is going to see that your blood is the same when she goes to collect your results." Fitz never looked down from the watch in his hand.

Skye blew a sigh of relief. She wasn't going to lose Jemma yet. Yet.

"I fixed your…biometer watch. It was a complete pain to fix. Broke from the inside which doesn't really make sense." Fitz looked up to see the worry in Skye's eyes.

"Your heart rate was recorded at just over 300bpm." Fitz's eyes never left Skye's.

"That's...really fast." Skye could feel vibrations building up inside of her.

"No. That's inhuman." Everything began to rattle.

"No...no." Skye couldn't take it. Her hands gripped her hair and she felt the vibrations overtake her.

There was a scream. There was glass on the floor. She looked up to see Fitz running out of the room.

Meanwhile at the printer…

May went to check that Fitz had swapped the DNA samples of Skye's to her original blood samples from before. As she picked up the piece of paper and read over the sample results, she noticed there was another sheet that had been printed out also. Parental DNA results. May placed the DNA sample sheet back in the printer hold out so it looked untouched and picked up the DNA tests.

No. Skye was not Daisy. She couldn't be.

May took the results and walked as fast as she could to Coulson's office before Simmons arrived to get Skye's DNA results.

May barged into Coulson's office to see him using the toolbox that Fury provided. He closed the toolbox and put it safely and securely in his desk.

"What's wrong?" Coulson instantly had a look of worry on his face and sat down at his desk.

She didn't say a word. She gave him the sheet and began to the pace the room.

Coulson's eyes ran over the sheet as a lot of it didn't make sense to him due to it being all science related. However, the one thing he did understand that it was a DNA test for Skye.

"A DNA test?" Coulson's eyes never let the paper and then he glanced up to see tears in May's eyes.

"It's her, Phil. Skye is Daisy." May's voice broke when she mentioned her daughter's real name.

He got up and immediately wrapped his arms around her. She completely broke down and began sobbing into his shoulder.

At quarantine…

Jemma walked into the room with a piece of paper in her hand which Skye assumed was the DNA results and Jemma saw Skye using the bed rail as support to stand up.

"Are you okay?" Jemma's voice was filled with concern.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm…fine." Skye walked over to sit on the bed.

"What the hell happened?!" Jemma saw the blood left on the rail and noticed thousands of pieces of glass on the floor. "Skye, show me your hand."

Skye looked down to see the blood slowly oozing out of her hand as she opened it slowly, containing 2 or 3 glass pieces from the floor.

"F-Fitz…" She couldn't tell Jemma. She'd hate her. She'd want her to be eradicated.

Luckily, Fitz ran into the room and explained how it was his fault as he broke the lamp himself collecting more blood samples from Skye. Jemma bought it and Skye showed a hasty smile towards Jemma.

"Are those my results?" Skye pointed to the paper.

"Yeah, your blood samples are an exact match to what they were before. You're fine to leave quarantine now." Jemma smiled and a huge weight lifted off of Skye's chest.

Jemma opened the quarantine doors and immediately brought Skye into a hug, completely forgetting about Skye's hand. Skye looked over to Fitz and mouthed 'Thank you' to him. He saved her from losing Jemma. Fitz gave her a curt nod.

When Jemma pulled back, she immediately remembered that Skye's hand was bleeding. "Oh my god. Skye! Your hand!" Jemma's voice was filled with concern. She began to examine her hand.

"Simmons, I'll sort it. It was my fault anyway." Fitz held up the bandages in his hand.

"I'll be fine Jem." Skye's voice helped to reassure Jemma and she let go of her hand.

There was a brief silence until Fitz spoke up.

"Is your bunk made?" Fitz looked at both of them as he knew that they both slept in Skye's bunk.

"Er, no. It's a mess." Skye immediately replied before Jemma could answer and possibly come up with an excuse to stay.

"Well maybe you could get some clean sheets? After spending the past few days in quarantine, she's going to needs new sheets and I would do it but there's lots of ladies things."

"Yeah, of course." Jemma smiled at Skye and gave her a quick peck on the lips and left the lab.

Fitz looked back to Skye who gave him an uncertain look. She wasn't particularly sure of what happened.

"You switched my samples?" Skye needed to be reassured. She needed to know that she wasn't losing Jemma.

"Yeah." Fitz gestured for Skye to sit back on the quarantine bed and she did so. He knelt beside her and began to clean and bandage her hand. "Simmons doesn't need to know just yet. For now, we'll keep it a secret between us okay? To keep you safe."

Fitz looked up to see Skye tearing up. She knelt on the floor and hugged him. Her tears flew endlessly out of her eyes as the panic became overwhelming. She was scared and felt alone.

"This is all my fault. I'm so sorry." Skye managed to get her words out in between her sobs and loss of breath.

"No, it's not Skye." Fitz held on to her tight and continued to comfort her the best way he could.

"I let this happen. I shouldn't have gone down there. Something's very wrong with me."

"No. You're just different now and there's nothing wrong with that." Fitz's voice was reassuring her. He was going to help her keep safe.

Skye's hand was bandaged up and she went back to her bunk and found Jemma in there, reading.

"Hey, Jem." Skye's voice was quiet.

Jemma put her book down and looked at Skye. Her eyes were puffy and she looked like she had been crying.

"Have you been crying? What's wrong?" Jemma stood up and cupped Skye's face in her hands.

Skye shook her head away and walked to her bed and saw the clean sheets that Jemma had placed.

"I'm just tired. I've not slept properly over the past few days. Quarantine beds aren't exactly the most comfortable in the world." Skye let out a chuckle. She lay down on the mattress.

Jemma bought it and let a small smile form on her lips. She lay down beside Skye and memorised every feature on Skye's face the best she could.

"Hey, what happened to my DNA tests?" The realisation only just hit Skye. It had been a busy day in her defence.

"They weren't in the printer. We'll go to Coulson's office later."

"Later? Why not now?" Skye was sort of eager to find out if either of her parents were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. It was a longshot for her but there was still a chance.

"Because you need to have a nap. We're all going to have a couple drinks in the lounge later and you should spend this time catching up with your sleep. I'll stay here with you." Jemma's voice was filled with care and concern for Skye.

Skye knew that the tone of Jemma's voice won't stay that long as she'd soon find out about what really happened to Skye in that temple.

Skye shifted so she could cuddle up in Jemma's arms. She missed this.

"Will you read your book to me until I fall asleep then?" Skye's voice took the tone of a beg instead of a question.

"Of course I will." Jemma kissed the top of Skye's head and kept one arm wrapped around Skye's side and the other was holding her book.

Turning the page was a bit of a struggle but she didn't mind one bit. This was home.

A/N: Thank you for reading, I have no idea how long this story will be but it will go on for a good few chapters. If I get some good comments about this fic then I'll update sooner rather than later!

-Rach.