"And... what did he say?" Skye asked anxiously.
"He said he would like to meet you," Phil told her.
"Really?" Tears were beginning to build in her eyes.
Melinda rubbed her shoulder. "He was pretty shocked to find you contacting him after all these years, but he said he'd really like to get to know you, so tomorrow, we will be driving out to a coffee shop on the same street he works at. He will be requesting a couple of hours off for this if you really want to meet."
Skye nodded before putting her head into her hands, the tears finally escaping. Melinda bent down in front of her and embraced the young girl. Skye cried into her neck. After years of wondering where her parents were and why they couldn't care for her.
"Thank you," Skye said, through her tears.
Phil bent down as well and put his hand on her shoulder. "We're always here for you, Skye. We are glad we got to be a part of this and got to do this for you."
Skye didn't really know what to do with herself for the rest of the night. The thought that she was going to be meeting her birth father ran in her mind, keeping her awake as she lied in bed. Thousands of other thoughts filled her mind. Tomorrow was going to be the day.
After finding a parking spot, Phil, Melinda, and Skye walked the streets of the town. Skye laughed as Phil ranted about that stranger who stared at Lola, which was the name of the 1962 red convertible corvette that they had driven over. As they walked, they passed a veterinarian office, which Skye could only guess was the one her birth father worked at. She took in a sharp breath as the coffee shop was now in sight.
Melinda put a hand on her shoulder, telling her to breathe using the breathing technique they used in Tai Chi to calm her nerves. Phil also assured her that everything would be alright, and no matter what happened, they would be there for her.
The three of them entered the coffee shop, and Skye's eyes darted around the small shop, looking for the man in question.
"Skye?" a voice called.
Skye turned to come face to face with a man with brown hair wearing a white lab coat. Skye looked back to Melinda and Phil, who smiled and ushered her forward.
"Hi," the man said, holding his hand out nervously. "My name is Calvin Johnson, but you can just call me Cal. I'm your father."
"Hi," Skye replied, shaking his hand in return. "I'm Skye, but I guess you already knew that. I'm your daughter. Well, I guess you already knew that too."
Cal chuckled along with Melinda and Phil as Skye tried to find her words.
"Oh, um," she turned to the Coulsons. "These are my foster parents, Phil and Melinda Coulson. They helped me find you."
Cal smiled as he shook their hands. "I can't express how grateful I am that you guys are taking great care of my daughter."
"We're just as grateful to have her," Phil replied. "She really is a great kid."
"And I'm sure you're ready to find out just what makes her so great," Melinda said.
Cal and Skye took a seat at the table while Melinda and Phil found another table in the shop but close enough to keep an eye on Skye just in case.
Skye was so happy to finally get to know her father. He had told her about her mother, and how happy they were to have her. Thankfully, she was able to confirm with him that her birthday was, in fact, July 2nd. She found it through her hacks as the orphanage had given her a completely different birthday. Cal had told her that her mother, which she found out was named Jiaying, had cleaned the house before telling her father she was in labor. Skye also found out that the night she was born, it was hot, there was a full moon. Both Cal and Jiaying her elated to have their daughter. However, it all changed when her mother was killed. Cal explained that after her mom died, he went to a very dark place in his life. Things were so bad to the point where he had to make the best choice possible to give his daughter the best life. Cal expressed how much he didn't want to do it and how much it broke him, but he knew that giving her up was the only way she had a shot at a normal life. Sure, things didn't turn out as planned as Skye was still a foster kid fourteen years later, but Skye did not blame him for anything. She completely understood the reasoning behind it. It was just nice to know that he and her mother did have a whole life planned out that did include her.
To Save Me From Tears (I'll Give it to Someone Special)
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