Six months.

Twenty six weeks.

One hundred, eighty two days.

Four thousand, three hundred sixty eight hours.

Two hundred sixty two thousand, eighty minutes.

Fifteen million, seven hundred twenty four thousand, right hundred seconds.

There are so many seconds.

But she's home. She's free. It doesn't feel like it.

"Oh shush, we can't feel anything." Daisy muttered to herself.

You've tried, huh? Bringing out the long sleeves again-

"Shut up." She growled.

They went through all of the trouble to save you, only to get a broken toy instead.

"Shut. Up!"

"Daisy." The said girl jumped, and turned to see Mack. "We arrived."

She gave him an obviously fake smile, and nodded. "'k, thanks."

Mack turned to leave, but then hesitated. "Tremors, if you aren't ok, that's fine, you don't have to hide it from us-"

"I am fine." Daisy snapped, and then shoved past him.

"We watched you try to commit suicide." Went unsaid.

She's been doing this a lot more lately, even if it was all obvious. Brushing off the pitying stares and concerned questions, plastering on grins, pretending she's fine-

Fake it till you make it, huh?

Lashing out when she felt threatened, invaded. But when she was left alone, it fell apart. She fell apart. She was left alone with her dark thoughts, that stupid voice, and the little knife hidden under her pillow.

Trying to feel pain again, so sad.

But her methods were making things worse.

No one on the team knew what to do, leaving Daisy alone. Perhaps alone a little too much.

Ain't that the truth.

••~••~••~••

The team finally arrived in Wakanda, ready to finally get the kill switch out of Daisy's chest.

They greeted T'Challa, and quickly explained to Shuri the problem.

"It kills you as soon as it's pulled?" She confirmed. Daisy nodded.

"Supposedly." The princess hummed in response, thinking.

"Let's get you inside, this will be. . .tricky."

••~••~••~••

Coulson paced outside of the room Shuri, along with Jemma, were operating on Daisy. May shot him a glare.

"You're starting to make me nervous, sir down." She ordered, and he reluctantly obeyed.

"Nervous?" Elena joked. "Since when does Melinda May get nervous?!"

"Since her teammate was in serious danger." A new, female voice spoke. The agents turned, and saw Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, and Sam Wilson.

"Its been a while." Steve spoke. "I'm assuming that's Daisy in there?" He gestured to the door. They nodded.

"Yeah, it took us a long time." Fitz sighed.

"Yeah, well, at least you weren't too late." Sam reassured.

"We can't stay long, we just wanted to show you something." Nat passed May a tablet, and the group crowded around her. On the tablet was a news report.

"Famous genius Tony Stark, AKA Iron Man, has reportedly gone missing after the alien attack." A blonde woman spoke. Underneath her read, "вreaĸιng newѕ: alιenѕ aттacĸ new yorĸ agaιn. wнaт wιll we do now тнaт тнe avengerѕ нave вroĸen υp?"

"Donut shaped alien spaceships attacked New York earlier today." Steve said. "We have a pretty good guess where they are going next."

"And where would that be?" Mack asked.

"Scotland." Nat started walking away. "We have two Avengers to pick up."

••~••~••~••

Daisy rubbed her bandaged chest, surprised (but not really glad) to be alive. She looked up at the person who entered.

"Captain America." She rose an eyebrow. "What brings you in here."

He held out his hand, and she shook it. "Agent Johnson. Please, call me Steve."

"Only if you call me Daisy."

He smiled. "That's fair. I just wanted to meet the person Coulson went to space for."

Daisy shrugged. "Eh, I'm Quake. That's all really."

"Well, I'm glad I could meet you, Quake." Steve chuckled. "I'm going on a recon mission, but we'll be back here in a few days. Take care of Phil for me, will you?"

"Of course, Cap."

••~••~••~••

Natasha was waiting for Steve to get on their ship. "You weren't getting to friendly with that Johnson girl, were you?" She asked, smirking.

"Of course not, Tasha." Steve smiled.

"Don't let me hold you back, Steve." Her face grew serious. "We can't be something, not right now. So don't let me hold you back."

"You're not." He promised. "I'm choosing to wait. I'll wait for however long I have to."

••~••~••~••

And that's it! I'm going to end the book here, and continue in a sequel! I know it's a cringey ending but like whatever.

Thank you so much for your love and support!

~TREMORS