“I know we agreed to take a few steps back, and that’s fine. His eyes pleaded for him to understand his meaning. She reached out and grasped Phil’s hand, observing as he looked down in surprise, then looked back at her. Melinda’s lips quirked up into a smile, even as her stomach knotted with nervousness. I probably shouldn’t have said anything.” “Right, so what I’m saying is,” Phil paused again and then sighed, his shoulders deflating. “I think we can safely assume that there will always be another ‘thing’ that we’ll be pulled into.”
Melinda shifted closer to him, feeling the edge of his jacket brush against her arm as she looked into his eyes. “What if–I mean, suppose we do end up getting caught at this diner, and then let’s say a whole new mess ensues after that-” “May, about our deal earlier,” Phil spoke quickly, as if he had to get it out before he lost his courage. The confined space left little room between the two, and Melinda could practically feel the air crackling with tension. Phil nodded and got up quickly beside her. Phil looked over at her and the two of them shared a lingering smile before Melinda stood, crossing her arms automatically. “Reminded me of someone–can’t think of who, though.” Melinda switched the plane to auto pilot and sat back in her chair. “Daisy spoke well earlier, don’t you think?” Surprisingly, Melinda was the one to break the quiet. But he remained still and silent, elbows resting on his knees with his hands clasped together. “Then, when it feels right, maybe we open another bottle.”įinally, Phil seemed to come to a decision as he slipped into the seat beside her. Melinda busied herself with the controls while he seemed to have an internal debate on whether to stay with her or not. She didn’t turn her head, but instantly recognized the sound of Phil’s footsteps as he entered the cockpit. Melinda slid into her pilot’s chair and entered coordinates for a town close enough that the Zephyr could make it, but secluded enough that the townspeople hopefully wouldn’t recognize her or her teammates immediately. She knew they’d made a deal to take a couple steps back, but she would be lying to herself if she didn’t acknowledge how comforting his touch was to her, how safe it made her feel, and how she wished he would hold her again. She remembered the feeling of his arms wrapped tight around her, setting her down as gently as his own unused muscles were able, the feeling of his hand cupping her head gently after she’d collapsed from her fight with the android. Melinda remembered how many times he’d hovered over her since they’d escaped the Framework.
It was as if he sensed she was still feeling weak and wanted to be close enough to support her if she needed it. Melinda glanced at Phil, who walked a mere arm’s length away from her as they boarded the plane.
She meant what she said to him–they were going to shoulder this burden together. Melinda’s whole body ached with exhaustion, but watching the team surround Fitz as they left the base left a warm feeling in her heart. Daisy led them all, with Phil and Melinda bringing up the rear. Jemma drifted to the other side of the young engineer, her hand slipped into his for a brief moment to give a comforting squeeze. Mack grasped Fitz’s shoulder, unable to speak but communicating just the same, then he and Elena stayed by him as they walked through the remains of their base. The rest of the team nodded and glanced at each other, little smiles on their faces as they slowly started making their way toward the Zephyr. Melinda could feel her smile grow as Phil’s eyes landed on her. “Anybody else hungry? I’m not saying we’re definitely gonna get locked up, but if we are, I wouldn’t mind grabbing a bite to eat first.”
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