Hello, People who still read this story!

You're probably going to hate me but... I'm scrapping this story completely and starting fresh.

It is still Philinda and their daughter, just slightly modified and easier to write in my opinion.

It is set at the end of Season 2.

Hopefully, you like this chapter!

If this story gets enough interest, I will try and start posting regularly.

Sorry if you don't like this or this is just frustrating to you!

Thanks, Vanilla xx

The dawn sky was a tangerine-coral. The sound of chorusing bees filled the morning summer air. The last stars were slowly fading away, no longer the beacons of light for the lost souls of the world. A wispy composition echoed through the tall luscious trees of Boston. The smell of french toast and bacon drifted through the air. The fluffy white clouds of a beautiful summer sky were yet to be seen. It was gradually becoming a dome of solar blue, as Sapphire watched from her window intently. It couldn't be more than 6:00 am, however, Sapphire May was an early riser, just like her mother, yet so not like her father.

The young girl of barely seventeen had a complicated childhood, to say the least. Her parents had never been together, her father didn't even know about her existents. So she grew up with her grandparents in China until Bahrain happened and May switched to a desk job, enabling her to look after Sapphire undetected and safely. So Sapphire came to America at the age of nine, and Fury, Hill and Romanoff alongside her mother became her family at S.H.I.E.L.D.

Sapphire had a toned sculpted figure which was twine-thin. Her waist was tapered and she had a polished tanned complexion just like her mother. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on her thick sweeping eyelashes. Her delicate ears framed a button nose. A set of dazzling, even, angel-white teeth gleamed as she smiled gently at the scene outside her window, the sky constantly changing. Her perfectly manicured beige fingernails, slowing intertwined with her curly, chestnut brown hair. Her enticing, chocolate brown eyes gazed down at her feet over her puffy, heart shaped lips.

Sapphire had a bouncy personality and a sugary voice, but the seventeen-year-old had a passion for figure skating, outside of her training, just like her mother when she was younger. Sapphire looked back at the clock on her bedside table. It was almost six in the morning, she took another glance out of the window in her dormitory, taking in the empty streets. The young girl sighed getting herself ready for the last day of her figure skating summer camp, now that S.H.I.E.L.D. had fallen, Fury and her mother had kept her in a New York boarding school whilst S.H.I.E.L.D. was under attack for the second time.

Sapphire quietly slipped into the bathroom for a hot shower, the warm droplets formed steam as she stood there without moving at all. Her skin was burning from the mellow droplets, as she recollected the moments of her competition last night. After her shower, the brunette quickly dressed in her white ripped denim jeans, woollen blue v-neck jumper and her silver ballet flats. She pulled out her mother's rose gold diamond rings, that swung on a matching chain, placing it around her neck. The young girl was finishing the last of her packing, ready to return home to Fury and Hill, when Sapphire's phone started to ring.

"Hello?" Sapphire answered, after not recognising the number.

"Fire, it's me,"

"Maria?" The young girl breathed, recognising the voice. "What's wrong?" she asked, hearing the concern in Hill's voice.

"I need you to packed your bags and get on the next flight to New York, there will be an SVU outside the hotel waiting for you in 10 minutes,"

"Got it," Sapphire agreed, ending the call, knowing better than to asked questions over the phone. The young girl swiftly pulled her hair into a braided bun, before grabbing her skating bag and placing it on the top of one of her teal floral suitcase. Sapphire, grabbed her handbag throwing her phone inside, it was ten to seven and the car would be there any second.

Sapphire's heart began racing the moment the SUV pulled into the airport drop off ramp. The smell of jet fuel and hot tarmac combined with the sound of racing wheels was something that only Sapphire found comfort in and she had to thank her mother for that. It was the kind of freedom that can only come from airports or more specifically planes.

Sapphire groaned as one of her friends climbed over her in a hurry to get off the plane, which was backed up from the front. The brunette just laughed at her friend who groaned in annoyance, slumping back into the empty seat across from them. Sapphire was inevitably forced to catch the same flight as many of her friends from the camp, just missing the early flight this morning. She swiped up to turn off her aeroplane-mode, before scrolling through the latest posts on her Instagram feed, listening as passengers complained about the delays, having already left their seats.

The gate floods with the inhabitants of the American Airlines 395 flight from Boston to New York. Their heads scanned left to right thoroughly searching for loved ones and signs with their name as if they were searching for a needle in a haystack. Children held hand-made signs welcoming their missed parent back home, while wives and girlfriends wept with joy of being reunited with their significant other once again. The paid drivers stood motionless, waiting for their passengers to walk through the gate. A refined red headed woman sat back against the far pole, with a clear view of the gate, watching the scene around her as she too, waited for her passenger to walk through the gate.

"Sapphire," the redhead called out above the noisy swarm of people when she saw a familiar face dressed in white ripped denim jeans, woollen blue v-neck jumper and silver ballet flats, that Pepper had bought her before she ventured off to New York.

Sapphire's chocolate brown ponytail whipped around in the direction of the familiar voice, a smile gracing her lips when she realised who it was. She quickly farewelled her friends before running over to the redheaded woman. "Tasha," Sapphire breathed excitedly.

Natasha pulled the younger girl in for a hug, "Look at you! You've grown so much!" Natasha squeezed the girl tightly, rocking her from side to side.

The brunette just grinned, "Come on, it's only been three months!" Sapphire laughed, pulling out of their embrace, "I can't have changed that much," she smirked, tilting her head, reminding Natasha greatly of Melinda; one of her best friends. "Thanks for picking me up, by the way," Sapphire smiled up at the older woman, "Whats going on, though? Maria seemed kind of tense on the phone earlier..."

"It's all good, Fire," Natasha answered, using Sapphire's nickname from when she was a kid, as they walked towards the baggage collection. "However, you will be filled in later about our other situation," Natasha told the brunette as they waited for her suitcases to appear. "Fury and Hill wanted to be there,"

Sapphire just nodded her head, the seventeen-year-old sighed, grabbing her two teal floral suitcases off the baggage carousel.

Natasha nodded her head, wheeling one of the suitcases to the SUV waiting for them out the front. They loaded her luggage into the trunk of the SUV with the assistance of the agents accompanying them. "Your parents are doing well," Natasha informed the young girl, as they drove out of the airport.

"I wish I could see my mother," Sapphire sighed, playing with the sleeves of her baby blue jumper nonchalantly.

"I know, Fire," Natasha agreed, sympathising with the young girl.

Sapphire didn't respond, this time, she just rested her head against the glass, turning the radio on, desperately wanting to end the conversation. Natasha took the hint, letting the young girl have a moment to herself. Natasha knew it was tough for her to barely see her mother, and never ever meet her father. No one should have to be put through that and yet she was the unlucky one. "You hungry, Fire?" Natasha asked as the driver pulled up to the Avengers Tower.

"Not really," Sapphire answered, grabbing her suitcases and bag out of the car and walking towards the elevators. "I ate at the airport with some friends before we boarded," Sapphire finished reassuring Natasha that she had in fact eaten, knowing her maternal instincts for her would soon act.

Natasha bit her lip, slightly concerned, "Alright, we are heading up to the 23rd floor," Natasha announced, placing a kiss on her forehead, as the elevator doors closed. Natasha not being able to have her own children, treated and cared for Sapphire like her own. After all, Natasha had been with her since she was only nine years old.

Sapphire and Natasha reached the 23rd floor, walking in to see the Fury and Hill waiting for her patiently. "What's the situation?" Sapphire asked as soon as the elevator doors opened.

"Robert Gonzales was murdered by Jiaying," Hill informed the young girl as she took a seat around the large glass conference table, "We know that Jiaying and the inhumans are taken over the Iliad. Coulson has requested Quinjets from all over the world with response to his S.O.S," Hill nodded, passing Sapphire a tablet with the live feed from the Iliad.

"Are they S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in there?" Sapphire asked horrified, watching as innocent men turned to purple rock before smashing into pieces.

Maria gave a small nod. Sapphire sighed, "So what are the orders then, Fury?" She asked soundly exactly like her mother.

"We are sending you to the 'playground base'," Fury told the teenager of a mere seventeen years. "You'll be leading a team of agents, who answer to you and only you," Fury stood from his seat, "You'll be dealing with your father, Fire," Fury told her, "Don't lie if he asks you who you are okay? Your Agent Sapphire May,"

"It may be time it comes out anyway," Natasha sighed, earning an agreeing nod from Sapphire. She had worked with her father in the past, but not this closely, and not just as herself that is.

"Suit up Fire, wheels up in 10," Fury informed the girl, rising from his seat, to watch the street below him.

Sapphire nodded, immediately leaving the room to change into her black combat suit. She zipped up her black knee-high heeled boots, before grabbing her guns, and icers out of the weapons room. "Fire," Hill called after the girl as she walked onto the Quinjet, "Here," she said handing her a black tablet once she reached her. "This will keep you in contact with Coulson and Fury,"

"Thanks, Hill," Sapphire said grabbing the tablet, as she slipped her gun into the holster on her left leg.

"Alright, like Fury said, you take orders from Agent May, and ONLY Agent May," Hill informed the agents as they strapped themselves into the seats lining the Quinjet.

"Yes Ma'am," They agreed, nodding their heads.

"What she says goes, understand?" Hill reinforced, Sapphire authority to the other agents.

"Yes Ma'am," They agreed once more, nodding their heads.

"Report back, when you land, Agent May," Hill informed her professionally, however, gave her the look of 'be safe', like she always did since Sapphire had started operating in command on field missions.

"Peters, you'll be flying with me," Sapphire informed the agent, who simply nodded, taking the co-pilot seat in the bow of the plane. "Preparing for take off," Sapphire spoke through the comms, as she took her spot in the pilot's seat.

"This is Quinjet 309 reporting to base," Sapphire spoke into the comms after almost 40 minutes in the air, "We are reporting for landing in 3 minutes,"

"The gates will be open and ready for when you land," An agent at the 'playground' base alerted Sapphire.

May leant against the glass dialling her daughter's number for the fourth time. All she wanted was to hear her beautiful voice once more, "You've called Sapphire, leave a message," May sighed, her voicemail was going to have to do.

"May, Fitz, come with me," Coulson ordered, "Fury's team has just arrived," Coulson said scanning his pass, walking out onto the tarmac where a new Quinjet sat. The ramp of the Quinjet slowly descended, and Sapphire walked down the ramp.

"Director Coulson," she spoke, as her team filed out behind her. "I'm Agent May. My team and I are ready, how can we be of service?" Sapphire asked, sending her mother an undetected side smile.

"Very well," Coulson smiled, thankful to see more agents ready to help, her name just washing over him, much to May's surprise. "We have a 'thing' to load onto our Quinjet and we need a couple of men to help us get him on the plane," Coulson stated, referring to Cal who had just been completely out of control moments ago.

"Bradley, Peters" Sapphire called them out, "Take the team and load the Quinjet and prepare the 'thing', I assume is Cal for take off," Sapphire ordered, as Coulson nodded his head.

"Fitz, suit up," Coulson ordered sending Fitz away, "Meet back here in 5," he finished also running off to suit up, leaving May behind with Sapphire.

"How many times did you try to call me?" Sapphire laughed at her mother's actions once they were alone. "I couldn't exactly answer while I was flying over here,"

"I wanted to hear your voice, Fire," May smiled, pulling her daughter in for a hug, "This is too dangerous, though, your not coming with us," May stated turning protective of her daughter.

"Mum, I am coming whether you want me there or not," Sapphire told May, "I am not a little girl anymore, and besides those men can't lead themselves," She chuckled, pointing as they loaded Cal into the Quinjet.

"What happened to you?" Sapphire asked troubled, caressing her mother's bruised and bloody face. "Are you okay?"

May nodded, "Ward,"

Sapphire didn't even have time respond, "Alright, we are on the move," Coulson announced, running towards the Quinjet with Fitz on his tail. "May I need you to route the plane," Coulson ordered, before disappearing inside the jet.

May nodded walking up the ramp with Sapphire,"You going pilot with me, Fire?" May asked her daughter, who smiled and nodded taking her seat in the co-pilot chair next to her mother.

"I thought you'd never ask," Sapphire giggled sounding just like Coulson, which worried May somewhat. The pair flew play into the air, straight for the Iliad in the middle of the ocean.

"I'd like to formally voice my doubts about bringing him on this mission," May told Coulson, her eyes never diverting from the ocean.

"I understand your concern May," Coulson sighed, "but Cals lived with the inhumans, he knows what we are getting ourselves into, we do not,"

"He's a loose canon," May snapped at Coulson.

Coulson nodded in agreement, turning back to look at Cal, "Worst comes to worst we let the canon lose any distraction may help us take that boat," he said returning his gaze to May. "Look Cal's erratic but if there is one constant it's his concern for Skye,"

May looked at Sapphire, who nodded giving her mother a look of 'don't get me involved'.

"Sir, something happening to the S.O.S signal coming from the boat," Fitz announced abruptly, "I thought it was breaking up, like someone cutting the line,"

"Radio interference?" Coulson inquired.

Fitz just shook his head, "That's what I thought, but it has a pattern," Fitz explained, still typing frantically into the computer system, "Like a code,"

"Skye," Coulson breathed, "What's she saying?" he asked frantically, as the approached the Iliad.

"It's a trap," Fitz said turning to face Coulson.

"This S.H.I.E.L.D. 218 ordering all other forces to fall back, repeat fall back," Coulson spoke throw the comms, rubbing his face with hands.

"And what about us?" Sapphire asked, looking at her mother.

"We're going to finish this," Coulson stated, as May and Sapphire landed the jet on the Iliad.

"We don't know the size of the force we are up against but priority one is saving the crew of the ship, find them free them," Coulson told the agents including, Fury's team, "You two head to operations and take back control of the ships functionality," Coulson told May and Sapphire, forgetting that they were both in fact May.

"Sir, Skye's last message just came through," Fitz said calling him over. "It reads, modified crystals, lethal serum," he read aloud, as May and Coulson huddled around him.

"You mean the Terrigen crystals that release the mist?" Coulson asked confused.

Fitz nodded, Yes, but modified and lethal," Fitz added.

"The HVAC room controls the ships ventilation," Sapphire spoke up, "If they crack the crystals in those vents, everyone on the ship could be compromised,"

"Ah, so that's what this little mutiny is all about?" Cal groaned, finally realising Jiaying's full plan, "Gas them all,"

"Not if I get to her first," Coulson snapped.

"Oh no, no, no," Cal objected standing up, his accompanying guards standing with him. "Not you Phil, this is a family matter, my wife my responsibility. You just find those crystals and leave her to me," He suggested sure of his plan.

Coulson turned back to face May, "You brought him,"

Sapphire sprinted across the tarmac, climbing down the closest stairwell, "I'll meet you on the other side," Sapphire yelled as she quickly lowered herself down. May gave a small nodded taking out the man around the corner as she watched her daughter sprint in the opposite direction.

Sapphire rounded the bend to see one of the inhumans waiting for her, she ran towards Sapphire smashing her fist across her head, narrowly missing Sapphire as she swiftly dodged, digging her heel into her attacks thigh as they landed. She hit Sapphire again, this time, colidding with her jaw. She grabbed the brunette's head, her fingers digging into her scalp, as lifts her until Saphire was dangling on the tips of my toes with her powers. She slams her hand into her ribs, Sapphire coughing up blood as she did. The woman used her super strength to smash her between walls. "Come on, Fire, get up. You have to find them. Get up." Sapphire thought to herself as she wiped the blood away. Sapphire quickly took down the inhuman within a few moves, rushing towards the operations room, to help her mother. The blood practically pouring out of her head and mouth as she ran into the room, having taken four other agents out on her way.

"Fire, behind you," May shouted as one of the duplicates jumped up from behind her. It didn't take much for Sapphire to take her down rushing to her mother's side. "Lincoln you need to go get Skye," May ordered, "We'll be good," she nodded, taking down the last duplicate.

Lincoln nodded running off, "Mum," Sapphire screamed, shoving her mother to the ground as the duplicate picked up the gun off the floor. The three rounds of gunfire filled the room, Sapphire managing to miss them all but one. The bullet cutting her side, as the duplicate fled the scene. "We need to get back to Coulson," Sapphire yelled, holding her side as she ran down the corridor.

"Sapphire, wait are you hurt?" May called after her daughter.

"We have to hurry," Sapphire shouted, turning yet another corner, still holding her side as she attempted to stop the blood. Sapphire finally reached the room with Coulson, Fitz and Mack with May only a few turns behind.

Sapphire flinched at the sight of her father's hand beginning cut off, but quickly pulled out her radio with her blood covered hands, as she rushed to her father's side. "This is Agent Sapphire May, I have a 07 medical emergency, I repeat this is Agent Sapphire May, I have a 07 medical emergency, waiting for further instructions," Coulson continued to scream out in pain, as he looked into the girl above him's chocolate brown eyes, just like Melinda's he thought, forgetting about the pain for a second.

"Agent May, we need you to load the 07 into a Quinjet and report to base immediately," the agent spoke back through Sapphire's radio, "We will have medical staff waiting for you when you land,"

"May?" Coulson breathed aloud confused.

"We need to move him to a Quinjet now," Sapphire order as her mother entered the room, "I'm taking him to MY base," Sapphire told her mother, who helped Mack carry him out to the Quinjet.

"Are you okay?" Fitz asked, after noticing Sapphire's bloody hands and large bullet wound, "Your bleeding propulsively,"

"I'm fine," Sapphire responded, holding onto her side tighter as they ran, "I'm going to route the Quinjet, we take off in 2,"

"No, you're not flying, and that is an order," May snapped eyeing her daughter down for taking a bullet for her.

Sapphire nodded simply as Mack and May lowered Coulson onto a stretcher, "There have to be some morphine injections in this jet somewhere," Sapphire sighed from her own pain, looking around the jet for a first aid, as Coulson continued to yell out in agony. "Here," she smiled, rushing back to her father's side, jabbing him with two doses of morphine. "That should do the trick,"

"Thank you," was all Coulson managed to whisper. Sapphire smiled, sitting down next to her father as her head slowly began to pound. She had taken a pretty hard blow and it was finally catching up to her. The blood was still pouring from her head and stomach. "May, she's going down," Coulson managed to yell, still caring and protective towards everyone else, even in his current state.

May flipped the autopilot switch, "Fire, stay with me, come on," May said shaking her daughter, "You have to stay awake!" Coulson looked over at May with confusion as the morphine started to kick in.

"I-I can't mum-" Sapphire breathed closing her eyes.

Thank you for reading until the end!

Hopefully, you liked this chapter!

Like I said at the start if this story gets enough interest, I will update again and start posting regularly.

Sorry if you don't like this at all and this wasted your time or this is just frustrating to you!

Thank you to everyone who has been supportive of the fan fiction! It really means a lot xx

Thanks, Vanilla xx