{ Hold My Heart | Phil Coulson }

[theycalledmeacurse]

I don't need a man to hold my hand
I just want one to hold my heart

Agent Marie D'Ancanto.

She hasn't been able to stop looking at the badge since she get it three hours ago, the thing making so many trips to and from her pocket that she's surprised the case isn't showing more wear yet. It's silly, she keeps telling herself, it's the exact same thing every time, and yet... Each time she still reads the words with the same awe and fascination, unable to believe that the day she's worked so hard for is finally here. All those months of training, the long hours of evaluations, leading to this day.

Perhaps even more awe-inspiring at times is just how many people have welcomed and congratulated her. The family Coulson had talked about has truly welcomed her into the fold and she can't imagine her life without them now. She can't imagine her life without him and everything he's done for her.

Checking her reflection one last time in the mirror, she straightens out the skirt of the dress she's chosen for this special occasion before reverently slipping the badge into her purse and heading down the hall to a particular office door. With a light knock, she leans around the corner of the frame, hoping that her dinner companion isn't still buried under a pile of paperwork.

Comments

[loveslola]

And Phil? He's more than happy to play along, a teasing smile curling his lips as he tips his head at her. "You know, I think that's blame I'm more than happy to accept."

"But I just opened the door. You're the one that took me up on the invitation."

[theycalledmeacurse]

Rolling her eyes in exaggerated exasperation, she gives a small shake of her head. "How was I possibly supposed to resist an invitation like that? I mean, really, it's like setting a piece of chocolate cake in front of me and expecting me to not want it."

Spoiler: She loves chocolate and has fought the other agents for the last piece of cake before. May especially enjoys playing referee on those occasions.

[loveslola]

His hand folds over hers in the crook of his arm, smiling easily in reply to her counter. "And I know better than to get between you and anything even remotely chocolate related."

And while May is playing referee and Mac taking side bets?
You can bet that Phil is placing a heavy bet on Marie every time.