We know they always come back to their beds, if they come back at all. They can be gone for weeks at a time. No signs of forced entry or exit at the point of disappearance. Overall, we suspect they're flickering in and out of this reality. That even if a stabilising force is what brings them back, it's instability that causes them to disappear in the first place.
[ forty minutes later, bobbi's there as well. with take-out that's pizza-ish and a bottle of something alcoholic and a bottle of coke to mix it with. this isn't going to be classy, but βit'll help a bit. ]
[ he actually snorts at the sight of the coke. it's not classy, no, (or what he'd drink if given the choice), but it's indicative of this sloppy situation. with a ragged exhale, fitz drags both hands back through his hair. ]
Hey. [ so, this is SHIELD. no failsafes, no plans. when she sets the food and drink on the counter, he claps one hand on her shoulder, a fleeting reassurance. any skin-on-skin could compound their grief. ] Guess we should've planned for this.
[ said as he sorts glasses and pours them shots. spy's goodbye, in a way. ]
[ less of a spy's goodbye, more of a spy's hopefully-see-you-soon. definitely not paying respects, even if daisy's not present for this spy's not-a-goodbye.
some situations just call for a drink βand some situations call for the sort of drink that's messy and not exactly tasteful, too sugary and too alcoholic. ]
But we didn't. [ what would they have done, anyway? what could they have done? ] Bottom's up, Fitz.
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@leo.fitz, evening of sept 19th.
Daisy's not responding.
Checking with Illya. She went over there that night, right?
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let me know what he says as soon as he responds
hopefully they just got distracted
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He hasn't seen her since the night of the 18th, says it's unusual that she left without a word, and that they didn't fight.
[ anxiety rising ]
She didn't go to work, either.
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[ bobbi had really been hoping on them just doing it a lot and that accounting for the radio silence, but. there goes that hopeful idea. ]
what do we know about people disappearing?
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They can be gone for weeks at a time.
No signs of forced entry or exit at the point of disappearance.
Overall, we suspect they're flickering in and out of this reality. That even if a stabilising force is what brings them back, it's instability that causes them to disappear in the first place.
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[ and it could be like when he was nearly dragged to hell with the ghost rider... how unsettling... ]
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[ the only crack in the facade ]
if she's gone, there's nothing we can do, is there?
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We don't know anything. We can't do anything.
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okay, meet at the apartment in an hour
[ she's bringing alcohol. emergency team-meet ]
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[ he'll be there, pacing with twisting hands. ]
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Hey.
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Hey. [ so, this is SHIELD. no failsafes, no plans. when she sets the food and drink on the counter, he claps one hand on her shoulder, a fleeting reassurance. any skin-on-skin could compound their grief. ] Guess we should've planned for this.
[ said as he sorts glasses and pours them shots. spy's goodbye, in a way. ]
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[ less of a spy's goodbye, more of a spy's hopefully-see-you-soon. definitely not paying respects, even if daisy's not present for this spy's not-a-goodbye.
some situations just call for a drink βand some situations call for the sort of drink that's messy and not exactly tasteful, too sugary and too alcoholic. ]
But we didn't. [ what would they have done, anyway? what could they have done? ] Bottom's up, Fitz.
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and he moves to pour another. ]
It's just shit, isn't it.
[ not really a question. ]
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Yeah, pretty much.
[ there's nothing they can do about this. no action they can take. that's perhaps the worst part about it. ]