Daisy knew from the moment she had locked herself in to the prison cafeteria with the prisoners that it wouldn't end well. She was trying not to use her powers as she didn't want to cause any more injures to her arms. Everything was going fine as she fought the prisoners off with her fighting skills she had learnt back when she worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. The next thing Daisy knew was there were two strong hands around her throat and she was being slammed up against a wall. Her hands reflexively went to the tightening grip on her throat, trying to pull the hands off before the lack of oxygen rendered her unconscious. She couldn't breathe. She was fruitlessly gasping trying to take in even the smallest amount of air.

Then she was being pushed backwards and her back connected hard with a metal counter top as the man above her pinned her down. The fingers around her throat were tightening with inhuman strength and the pressure around her windpipe increased. Daisy tried to take a breath in but she could do no more than make wheezing, gasping noises as her air was cut off. Her vision was darkening as her limbs were growing numb and heavy. Her hands around the hands digging in to her throat were loosening. Daisy couldn't feel her arms anymore as they fell to her sides and her knees were buckling underneath her.

Her limbs weren't responding to her request to keep fighting and she could hear a ringing noise taking over her hearing. Her vision was narrowing like a long tunnel, as the sides of her vision went grey and Daisy was trying not to succumb to the blackness that tried to take her. Daisy's body was limp under her attacker, her eyes were slipping shut and then everything was dark.

Suddenly moment later May kicked the man in the side with all her weight, making him lose his grip on Daisy and knocking him to the ground. Daisy's motionless body fell to the floor with a dull thud. In no time, barely 30 seconds later Coulson and May had fought off the prisoners and Coulson quickly holstered his gun as he noticed Daisy wasn't moving. May was the first to reach her as she knelt down and she rolled Daisy on to her back as Coulson fell to his knees beside her.

"Daisy? Daisy?" May asked.

"Daisy, can you hear me?"

May put her hands on Daisy's shoulders as she shook her trying to bring her around but she didn't move. Daisy's head lolled to the side lifelessly. Coulson was fearing the worst, then acting on instinct he held his ear above Daisy's mouth and nose, checking to see if she was breathing. After a few seconds he didn't feel or hear anything and he felt a vice clamp around his chest. Coulson moved back from leaning down and put two fingers under Daisy's jaw on her neck looking for a pulse and after a second he felt a faint beat under his finger tips.

"She's not breathing. She has a weak pulse, we need the quinjet now!" Coulson stated.

May grabbed her cellphone as she called in the situation while Coulson settled himself by Daisy's head, her skin was a grey colour and there was no air passing between her blue tinted lips. Coulson took a calming breath and without hesitating he hunched over her face, tilted her head back, opening her airway, held back her forehead and pinched her nose closed with his thumb and forefinger.

Coulson took a deep breath and then parted Daisy's lips, before sealing her lips with his own. He exhaled a breath in to her lungs and her cheeks puffed out, then he sat back as he watched Daisy's chest rise and fall. Coulson leant down and pinched her nose, then blew another breath in to her unmoving body. Her chest rose and fell, a mockery of breathing, then she was motionless again. Coulson put one hand on top of the other, lacing his fingers together and then placed them on her sternum. He began compressions on Daisy's body, his arms straight, like a piston and Daisy's head lolled back and forth with each solid movement.

"Breathe Daisy, come on breathe," Coulson urged.

"5 minutes until evac," May informed him.

Coulson reached thirty and then he leaned down once more to Daisy's pale face as he continued with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. He prayed that Daisy would breathe on her own. When Coulson moved back from delivering two breaths, May took over compressions counting aloud and Coulson ran a hand through his hair as he let out a shaky breath.

"26, 27, 28, 29, 30," May panted.

Coulson leant down once more and it had almost been a minute of them trying to bring Daisy back. Coulson took a deep breath, pinched Daisy's nose and then gave her a breath. At that moment Daisy felt air go in to her burning lungs, she felt a warm sensation on her lips but it went away quickly. Her chest jerked unexpectedly and her lungs strained for oxygen. She could hear heavy breathing near her and she could hear voices that sounded very familiar.

"Don't do this, come on Daisy,"

She could hear a deep voice in the distance, she felt the need to breathe but that need was blocked, unable to draw in air and then the warm sensation was on her lips again. Daisy couldn't move any part of her body and her eyelids felt so heavy. She felt the warmth on her lips disappear and then felt heavy pressure on her aching chest.

Coulson pressed two fingers to Daisy's neck, checking her pulse as May frantically started compressions again. Coulson felt a strong beat beneath his finger tips and then he checked to see if she was breathing. Still nothing. Purple bruising was starting to appear around Daisy's neck and Coulson locked eyes with May who was breathing heavily.

"How long?" Coulson asked.

"4 minutes,"

May reached thirty then Coulson leaned down to Daisy's pale face and sealed her cold lips with his own. As he merciless pressure on her chest ceased, Daisy felt the warmth return and it seemed to linger there longer than before. It was more intense now, like it was persuading her to take a breath and she felt air being forced in to her. Daisy suddenly dragged in a ragged gasp, which made Coulson pull back. She coughed and spluttered as she struggled to breathe on her own. Coulson and May quickly rolled Daisy on to her side as she gasped for air and Coulson tilted her head back opening her airway. Coulson sighed in relief as he looked at May.

"Just breathe, you're alright," Coulson told her.

Thank you for reading. I hope this wasn't too OOC. Just a different spin on the episode Lockup. Please review as I love knowing what you think and as it is much appreciated :)