Small One Shot of missing scenes from Episode "The Team". Canon compliant. My take on the characters. There was not enough Melinda May scenes so I added some. May's perspective of stuff. One shot but there is a possibility I'll add in more one shots per episode of missing scenes till season's end.
Melinda May sat slumped in the pilot chair. As pain went this was pretty bad. She winced as the chair shook a bit from the plane's vibrations. Along with the mild concussion she knew she had and the horrible headache that came with it, she had multiple wounds from the glass she slammed into when Giyera had taken over the plane's controls. Simmons had dug out a few bigger pieces but Melinda knew she would need a full exam once they got back to the base. Phil walked by again and Melinda shot him another dirty look. He was hovering and Melinda hated hovering. She was actually surprised that Daisy was not doing some hovering of her own, but she struck that up to Daisy sticking to her inhuman team. Melinda was so proud of her and what she had done. She had known she needed to get that call to Daisy cause Daisy would come and help them. Melinda had only hoped she would have had a plan and call for reinforcements. Daisy had not disappointed. Melinda glanced over to Daisy trying to catch her eye but Daisy was looking out the window with a little smile on her face. I will just have to talk to her later Melinda thought.
Jemma stepped up next to her and crouched down, checking the bandage she had quickly applied when it became clear that Melinda indeed needed to fly the plane home to the base.
Melinda batted her away. "I'm fine for now Jemma. You can have at me when we get back."
I'm just making sure the bleeding has slowed May. You can't be angry at me for caring."
Melinda shot her a small smile. "No actually I am grateful Jemma but there isn't much you can do now. I have to fly us home."
Fitz came around Melinda's other side. He offered her some tablets and water. "Yeah we know that. But at least take some motrin and drink the water. It will help a little bit but still let you stay alert."
Melinda took the offered pills and popped them in her mouth, taking a swig of water to down them. "Thank you."
Fitz smiled and reached for Jemma's hand. "Come on let's sit. You've had a rough day too Jemma."
Melinda watched as he gently led Jemma to a chair and they sat down, talking in hushed voices.
"So you listen to Fitz and not to me."
Melinda looked up to see Phil still hovering near her. "Shut up."
He laughed. "Honestly Melinda you will be the death of me yet. You will get into bed when we get back to the Playground and listen to what they tell you to do. Got it?"
Melinda rolled her eyes and went back to focusing on flying the plane. Phil knelt down next to her.
"I was worried. When I saw Fitz and Mack dragging you and saw you couldn't walk. I was worried."
Melinda sighed and then reached her hand to pat him on his knee. "I'm fine Phil. Just mostly banged up. I've had worse."
Phil sighed. "Maybe. But I know you Mel. And I know when you are in pain. And on a scale of 1-10 you're at about an 11. Don't even try to lie."
The denial never got to her lips as instead her lips turned upward into a smile as she slipped her hand in his. He moved to sit on the floor next to her as she headed the plane home.
Hours later Melinda was sitting up in a hospital bed watching Fitz and Simmons examining the dead inhuman. She moved to sit up better and promptly regretted it as a wave of pain from her injured right side jolted into her. She winced and closed her eyes. As the pain and nausea passed, she opened her eyes to see Daisy and the other three inhumans pass by in the hallway. She watched Daisy but Daisy did not look at her and quickly moved away. Melinda thought it a bit odd that she didn't come to check on her but shook it off figuring Daisy had other pressing things to do.
Melinda's attention moved back to Fitz and Simmons who were excitedly talking and moving the dead inhuman past her and down the hallway. She watched as they appeared to be up to something. Or maybe they were just excited about examining a dead inhuman. Who knew with them.
A few moments later she saw Yoyo, Lincoln and Daisy had walked back in the room. It appeared that Yoyo was angry but she couldn't hear what anyone was saying. Yoyo stomped off and Daisy looked dejected. She watched as Lincoln stepped toward Daisy and touched his head to hers. Melinda looked away.
A few moments later Lincoln walked over to her. He had a syringe in his hand. She batted it away. The injection Jemma had given her when they got back to base had put her out. She did not want to be drugged up right now. Lincoln actually looked hurt at her rejection of his help. That's when Daisy stepped in.
"Give me a minute with her."
Lincoln nodded and stepped away from Melinda.
Daisy added. "Meet me in my room."
Lincoln nodded while Melinda rolled her eyes.
Daisy directed her attention back to Melinda. "How are you doing? Really?"
Melinda decided to be upfront. "I'm in a lot of pain and I hate this hospital gown."
Daisy raised her eyebrow and gave her a tight grin. "Hmmm...you think?"
Melinda grimaced a bit then looked at the younger woman. "You did good today. You led them well."
Daisy sighed. "Does it ever get any easier?"
"Only harder." She paused a second. "Why"
"I think Coulson's having me lie to them about the base lockdown. They can feel it."
Melinda's mind scrambled for a minute. The base was on lockdown? She kept her face neutral. "Sometimes it's the job."
"Doesn't feel right."
"If he's withholding, I'm sure it's for the right reasons." It better be for the right reasons, Melinda corrected in her mind.
Daisy gave a quick nod and turned to leave. Melinda watched as more and more activity went on around her and out in the hallway that she could see. She got up and walked to her room. She changed into her clothes and headed to Coulson's office. She saw Mack but no sign of Phil.
"You want to tell me what the hell is going on."
If Mack was surprised to see her, he didn't let it show. He filled her in and a few minutes later they got a call from Fitz that both he and Simmons were on their way. Fitz confirmed Malick was correct. Mack shook his head and muttered something about science fiction crap and called Coulson on his comm.
A minute or so later Coulson flung open the door and entered his office.
"Why are you calling me out of an interrogation?" That he directed at Mack and upon seeing May his frustration intensified. "What the hell are you doing out of bed?"
Melinda just shrugged. "Fitzsimmons are on their way. They confer Lucio's infection. Malick wasn't lying."
"I so badly hoped he was."
The three then discussed their options. They went with the best of the worst. Coulson sent Mack and Melinda to round up troops to take all four inhumans down with icers to quarantine them till they could find answers.
Later on after everyone was contained, Melinda poured herself and Phil drinks.
"Not you're fault Phil. Lincoln made it much harder when he took out the lights and killed Malick."
"Yeah but now I have three angry upset inhumans and one who is being controlled by whatever Ward became, the Hive thing."
"They left us no choice. At least Daisy was able to get them all to containment. She really helped us to deal with the problem. Now we wait for Fitzsimmons to get the test ready and we rule the others out and work on curing Lincoln."
"He is under that... things' ...Hive's control. I know he would never hurt Daisy otherwise. She feels bad for having to take him down."
"She probably feels like she failed as a leader."
"We talked. She does feel at fault. But her eternal optimism showed up." He smiled at her.
"What'd she say?"
"That they would be stronger next time. Told me I would see."
Melinda smiled and raised her glass to her lips. That's when the first shaking started. It started slow. Like a low rumble across the base. Melinda closed her eyes. Oh no. No, no. Not Daisy.
Melinda met Phil's eyes which reflected back the grief she knew was in her own. Daisy had been infected and had played them all.