#timequakefic

Just as she’d recognize Simmons’ accented voice, there’s one other she would recognize anywhere and it wasn’t the one that belonged to Fitz.

A smirk forms on her lips before she turns around. 

“Well, well, well...look what the cat dragged in.”

Rip shakes his head as he tries to smother the smile Daisy causes every time they’re together. 

“I thought we agreed that time travel is my thing.”