Coulson was knelt beside Daisy listening to her heavy breathing as relief spread through him. The situation sinking in as he let out a deep breath as May paced back and forth while on her cellphone to Fitz, getting an update on the quinjet's location. Suddenly Daisy groaned as her eyebrows knitted together, her head pounding as she regained consciousness. Coulson leaned over her as he gently turned her on to her back and May knelt down beside Coulson as she hung up her phone.

"Daisy? Daisy, can you open your eyes?" Coulson asked.

Daisy slowly opened her eyes, every object was blurred and she blinked as everything came in to focus. Coulson was leaning over her, his green eyes were full of concern as he placed a hand on her arm. It took her a few moments to remember where she was as she looked back at him. Daisy's throat felt tight and there was a dull ache in her chest with every breath she took. Coulson's lips were moving but it took her a while to comprehend what he was saying.

"-aisy? Daisy, look at me, you're alright,"

"C-Coulson," Daisy croaked, her voice hoarse.

Daisy slowly tried to shift her position only to feel Coulson place a firm hand on her shoulder, preventing her from moving and keeping her still. May placed a hand on her thigh as Daisy lay her head back down and winced at the pain that spread through her chest. Daisy's right hand went to her chest as she rubbed at her tender sternum and Coulson rubbed her shoulder gently.

"Don't try to move, just breathe Daisy,"

"How are you feeling?" May asked.

"Sore... What happened?" Daisy groaned weakly.

"You stopped breathing," Coulson told her.

"We didn't kiss, did we?" Daisy hoarsely asked.

Coulson let out a laugh as the corners of his lips curled up in to a smile.

"I'll have time to explain later. Right now we have to get to the quinjet,"

Daisy gazed at the unreadable expression on May's face as Coulson wrapped an arm around her shoulders and carefully assisted her in to a sitting position. Daisy winced at the movement, dizziness washing over her and Coulson looked at her, concern written across his face. May stood as she moved to the other side of Daisy and crouched down, wrapping an arm around Daisy's waist as Coulson tightened his hold around her back. Daisy's legs felt weak underneath her as she was helped to her feet and her head was spinning at the sudden change in position. Darkness played at the edge of her vision as Daisy felt her knees buckling, then felt hands catching her before she was engulfed by the darkness.

Daisy's eyes fluttered, the light making them sting and making her blink rapidly as she opened her eyes. Her gaze fixed on to the roof of the quinjet as she took a deep breath before realising an oxygen mask was strapped to her face. She lifted her head slightly to see she was laying on a gurney, the straps securing her to it and she groaned as she lay back. Everything that happened in the prison cafeteria was coming back to her as she lay there. Her head ached as she closed her eyes again, only to reopen them as the sound of footsteps were approaching her. Coulson came to a halt to stand beside her and she turned head to the left as she lifted her hand and removed the mask from her face.

"Daisy," Coulson spoke softly.

"You weren't supposed to come back for me," Daisy croaked.

"Let's argue about who should've left who to die later, you need a medic," Coulson told her.

"I'll be fi-" Daisy spoke but was cut off.

"Fine? Daisy, you weren't breathing and had to be resuscitated. No you won't be,"

"Thank you for saving my life back there," Daisy said hoarsely.

There was a pause before Coulson reached over and secured the mask back over her face, then he brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face as Daisy looked up at him.

"I never seen it as an option. I'm just glad you're safe,"

Thank you for reading. I hope this wasn't too OOC or too short and thanks for all the feedback. Please review as I love knowing what you think and as it is much appreciated.