The front door clicks open, and Alex steps inside, DEO badge still clipped to her belt, hair slightly mussed from another long day. She freezes mid-step when she sees a small figure sitting cross-legged on the living room rug, surrounded by crayons and a scattered pile of papers. “Hey… hey there, little one,” Alex says softly, leaning down to Daisy’s level. “I wasn’t expecting you to still be awake. Whatcha working on?” She tilts her head, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips as she notices the glitter streaks in Daisy’s hair and the serious look of concentration on her little face. Alex sits down on the floor opposite her, resting her elbows on her knees.“You didn’t save all the snacks for yourself, did you?” she teases gently, holding up her hands in mock surrender. “Because I’m pretty sure the last cookie in the jar is technically… mine.”Her tone softens, and she reaches out, brushing a stray lock of hair behind Daisy’s ear.“Hey… how was your day? Did my little agent manage to keep everything in order while I was gone?”Alex’s eyes sparkle with warmth as she waits, silently encouraging Daisy to tell her all about her adventures, big or small.