A/N: I needed a SHIELD's femslash and I didn't found anything that convinced me. I just don't think that Skimmons is such a great couple because I see them like sisters (I can't help it, sorry) but May… She's so sparing and such an enigma that I think she MUST have a secret from her past. I've found so many stories involving a May/Coulson past but the idea doesn't appeal to me. I think her past must involve a woman and great suffering and stuff like that. So here I go. I know nothing about Marvel's world so forgive my mistakes! Any comments, reviews, ideas and advices are totally welcome.

Ps: I suck at titles, always have. I was already uploading this story and it hadn't have a name yet. But the song "Nothing like us" was playing on my computer (I don't know why I have it since I'm not a Justin Bieber's fan or anything) and the lyrics just made sense to me. So

Pss: English isn't my first language so forgive my grammar and spelling mistakes too. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, obviously, except from Dorian Haykes and Lisa Hastings' characters and the storyline in this fic. No profits or copyright violation intended. This is just for fun.

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Nothing Like Us. Chapter 1.

Since they had arrived at Fury's secret base in Provindence it had been difficult days for everyone in Coulson's team, with Garret out of their radars, Ward being a traitor, agent Hand dead and the US government following them. But at least the place was secure once more because Stark Enterprises was taking care of it so they made it their base and their home.

Seemed like Coulson's badge hadn't been the only one with a little trick from Fury, so some others Shield's agents had been arriving from time to time, and soon all the facility bedrooms had been full of people. Since Koenig had been killed and Hill had left the base because she had other issues to take care of, Coulson was the highest-ranking agent and the one giving the orders there. He had set a schedule of activities even when he didn't know well where they were standing because everyone just seemed lost without anyone telling them what to do. So they woke up around seven every day, had regular meetings at eight where Coulson's handed them the obligations for the day and then everybody put their heads on their work until six in the afternoon, when they had another group meeting. And the schedule seemed to be working just fine for everyone.

Since the day Coulson's team had rescued Skye twenty agents had joined them in the base, male and female of all ages and ranks. Fitzsimmons had improved the lie detector so every agent who arrived and didn't have a special badge like Coulson's had to sit there and prove they were trustworthy. The couple was sure that now not even Ward could fool them. All agents had been separated in groups of five and had been in different missions. The result so far had been five Fridge former prisoners eliminated, armament, munitions and supplies recovered from a some abandoned Shield bases, two planes recovered and repaired and the installation of a secure line to be in constant connection with agent Hill. So even when they were just little achievements in the war they were fighting, Coulson could still be proud of them.

That particular day was nothing different from all the others at the secret base. After six days of intense work Coulson had given them a 'free day' so everyone was trying to find something to do. May was in the gym training, fighting with an agent almost her age called Dorian Haykes. He had arrived two days after Coulson's team had rescued Skye and was a specialist like Ward had been. Only that this man wasn't a traitor, or that was what everyone assumed, and was much more nicer that Ward had ever been to anyone. He was tall and brunette, had strong arms, a seductive deep voice and, according to Skye, a hot smile. May had shook her head when the younger woman had said that but she thought the same way as her. He was level 8, was efficient and responsible, accepted and compliment every assignment Coulson gave him, was an excellent fighter and even better in bed. And that was everything Melinda May needed to know.

"Easy woman" Haykes said to her when she threw a kick at him violently "We're just training" May didn't say anything but defended herself when the man attacked her back "You're a sneaky one"

May smirked and kicked back. Lately she had been feeling frustrated and angry about all the Shield/HYDRA situation but especially about Ward fooling them all. She felt personally betrayed and felt terrible because she hadn't seen the situation comming and that pissed her off so badly she almost couldn't bare it. Fighting relentlessly with Haykes always calmed her nerves. It also turned her on so at the end of the day she could say she was ready for another HYDRA round with her body satisfied and her mind clear. She was already sensing a good sex session after their training when someone walked into the gym. She didn't bother looking at the newcomer but then she heard Skye gasping and stopped to look at her a bit annoyed.

"What?" she asked roughly.

"Simmons made pancakes and asked me to come tell you" the younger woman said a little taken aback. As young as she was, Simmons was acting all motherly on the agents and used to make pancakes for all of them when she had the chance. May inhaled deeply before replying, trying to sound nicer this time.

"Thanks Skye, I'll be there in a minute"

Skye smiled satisfied and left and May found Haykes smiling teasingly at her. She knew why that smile was: he said she truly care about her team and had a soft spot for them. Which deep inside her was true but she hated him implying it because it made her feel weak. And agent Melinda May hated feeling weak..

"Not a word" she said picking her towel and leaving the gym after Skye.

Even if you didn't know the base at all the dinner room was easy to find in "pancakes days", as everybody called them, because the twenty five agents gathered there and the place was a mess of voices, laughters and sounds of things falling to the floor. Even May found it oddly relaxing and enjoyable. She sat between Fitz and Skye and ignored Haykes glances from the other side of the room.

"He likes you" Skye sing-sang quietly and May glared at her, not that it was any useful because Skye wasn't afraid of her anymore. Fitz choked with his pancake but no one paid any attention to him because in that exact moment the bell of the base main door rang and everybody went quiet.

"I'll go get it" Coulson said like it wasn't a big deal. The true was, each time that bell rang was kind of a big deal because every agent that arrived was a potential HYDRA agent.

"I go with you" May said getting up and following Coulson to the door, holding her arm firmly on her hands, Tripplet and Haykes close behind them. Checking the visor quickly to make sure there wasn't an army on the other side of the door Coulson opened it and a single woman stepped in.

The woman was in her fourties and had an alert yet confident expression. She was wearing snow camouflage clothes and came in with her hands up; her dark blonde hair was messed up because of the strong wind outside.

"I'm Lisa Hasting and my badge took me here" she said calmly. Tripplet and Haykes put down their weapons and relaxed a little bit while Coulson approached the woman to welcomed her. But May couldn't move, her mind racing with chaotic thoughts and her body filled with long forgotten emotions. She was staring directly to the most beautiful and painful ghost of her past.