I finally got around to writing a multi-chapter Skyeward fic. I started writing one nearly a year ago (it was around when 1x03 came out...the memories) but never got around to finishing it. This is compensation, I guess. I'm thinking it'll be around 5 chapters, but don't hold me to that!

It's going to be a bumpy ride, so prepare yourself for the angst!


It's early morning nearly two weeks later, and she's still thinking about him.

Skye's tossing and turning in her bed, just as she had been for the past hour. She can see the clock blink five o'clock, and she sighs.

Another night without sleep. She wonders how long she can continue on with this. She's been hacking around for Coulson until late at night, going to bed at ungodly hours...then up she gets to train with May or go on a mission before she has even managed to get a wink.

Skye sighs again, knowing she promised Trip that she'd go with him to get another month's of provisions. She trudges out of bed, still in her kevlar outfit, grabs her ICER, and walks to Trip's room.

"Trip! Remember that we're going out for provisions today," she calls through the door.

"Girl, I'm right here."

Skye spins around, and sees him standing right by her door. "Trip, stop messing with me."

"I ain't messing around. I've been standing there since you opened your door. You walked right by me."

Skye rolls her eyes, and ignores him. "Let's just go, okay?"

She makes the move to walk towards the common room to get ready, but Trip grabs her arm. "You're not going anywhere. You need some sleep."

She pulls away from him. "I'm fine."

"You're sleep deprived; I can see the bags under your eyes too clearly. The fact you walked right past me and didn't notice I was there proves that your senses are unresponsive. You need sleep." Skye huffs in annoyance, but he presses on. "Go to sleep. I can handle provisions by myself. Out of each month we've gone, something has yet to go wrong."

"Exactly. Something is bound to go wrong eventually!"

Trip smiles, and pushes her towards her room. "If something goes wrong, I'll call for backup. I know you'd prefer to stay here-that's where he is."

Skye freezes. "I'd rather be as far away from him as possible."

"Aw, don't be like that," he complains, "I've seen you go over all of the footage from that day. All night. Over and over again."

"Fine, I want to talk to him!" she says angrily. She hates it when Trip gets all wise on her. "He knows something about my father. I didn't think that whatever he had to say would matter, so I closed him off. I guess it does." Tears came to her eyes. "I hate this. I hate him."

Trip pulled her into an embrace. "No, you don't. You're just angry. And sleep deprived."

She chooses to selectively hear. "Fine, I'll stay. Only if you promise to call me if anything happens."

"Sure thing."

Skye then went and plopped back onto the bed, but not before a look of appreciation towards Trip.


When Skye next opens her eyes, she feels just as tired as before. Her clock tells her it's only eight, which means she only got three hours of sleep.

It's good enough for her.

She gets up reluctantly, but she knows that she won't be able to get any more sleep. She can't get him out of her mind. She needs to know about her father.

So she sneaks by everyone - they can't know that's she's going to see the traitor without their permission - and she gets the two-buttoned remote that controls his cell.

And then she walks into Vault D.

Similar to before, Ward uses his hand to block the light coming from the door.

She wishes he wouldn't smile like he finally sees the world in front of him.

"Skye," she hears him breathe out. "What does Coulson need?" he asks hesitantly.

Skye isn't sure how to proceed at first. She could lie, and tell him that she's asking him that Coulson provided for her, but it doesn't sound right. So, she chooses her words carefully. "Coulson didn't send me."

His visage becomes surprised...almost excited. He watches her as she sits down on the chair sitting in front of him, and she wishes he'd stop. She can't concentrate when he looks so...content.

"Last time you said you knew about my father."

Ward's features soften. "I didn't realize you were listening."

Skye shifts uncomfortably under his gaze. "I wasn't," she replies honestly, "It took me three times of watching the footage to catch what you had said. I didn't want to know before that."

"I told you, I will never lie to you again - not ever during my life. I really just want to help."

Skye changed her demeanor to be cold again. "And I told you that I won't trust a word out of your mouth…"

"...and that you'd walk if I say anything other than an answer to your question. I know. I memorized what you said."

"Memor-"

Ward cuts in, "There's not much to go on, but it's enough to keep me fighting."

"Fighting who?"

"Not who, but what for: The will to live."

"War-" She stops herself. She can't give him that satisfaction. "I'm not here to look for a pity story. I want information that you have."

He seems sad, but she doesn't dwell on it. She can't for her own sanity.

"I don't know much, but I know enough from what I found out from Raina."

And so Grant Ward tells Skye the story of a baby girl in the village in China, whose parents killed to find their child.


Coulson's tired.

He had been up all night looking for possible more people to recruit. He reckons it was a good idea to stay on the Playground and take a few more days off before searching them out in person.

When the alarm goes off, he freezes.

It can't be.

They've been at the same base for months now, without fail...How could their cover suddenly be blown?

Coulson rushes out of his office to warn everyone of the imminent danger. "May, we've been breached. We need to get the Bus back immediately," he calls out.

May nods and runs to get to work. Coulson turns to Lance. "Hunter, get everyone out to the hanger. I need to get Koeing and discuss how we're going to handle the prisoners." Lance nods, but Coulson grabs his arms roughly. "Get all of the weapons you can get your hands on; we're going to need it."

Coulson goes full sprint to make it to Agent Koeing's office. "We've got a breach."

"Yeah, I know. They're nearly inside," he says frantically. "I'm trying to reboot all the systems to prevent them from getting any further, but they're good. They've gotten through the blast-proof door already. Turns out it wasn't so blast proof."

Coulson swears. "How long do we have?"

Koeing shakes his head. "Two minutes, maybe three. Five if we're lucky."

"What about the vaults? Our research, weapons, Ward?"

"We're going to have to leave them behind." Koeing becomes sad, "We have to get rid of that awesome super blaster. I'm gonna miss that thing."

Coulson grabs the tablet from his hands. "We'll get everything back, I promise. Right now our priority is getting everyone out of here. Then we can assess our enemies...which are probably Hydra." He stops. "Dammit! Ward! There's no time to get him out and keep him contained. We'll be handing him straight back to Hydra."

Koeing runs out the door. "We've got to go, now! They've made it through the front door!"

The two agents run through the base to the hanger, where the team is ready to go. "Is everyone here?"

Mac shakes his head, and Coulson panicks. "Agents Skye and Triplett are unaccounted for."

Coulson sighed in relief. "They're out for the day getting our rations."

Lance says, "We'll reach them when we get the bloody hell out of here."

"Don't worry, Simmons, Trip and Skye are okay," they all hear Fitz say in the background just as the plane takes off.


Skye is familiar with a good portion of the story, but the fact that her parents were a part of it is news to her. She refuses to cry, but she can't help but let a few tears gather up in her eyes. "Is that it?" she asks impatiently when Ward stops talking.

"Yeah," he breathes. She gets up to get the hell out of that cell, but his voice stops her from doing so. "Skye, please."

She stays standing by the chair instead, and bites her lip. "What?" she asks. Damn. She meant to have put it more venomously.

"Please don't change."

She rolls her eyes. "Why the hell would I listen to Raina? I'm not going to be part of her psycho-analysis."

"That's not what I meant."

She waits impatiently for him to continue, crossing her arms.

"You've already changed, with May. Kevlar doesn't suit you."

"Well that's what happens when someone betrays you."

He looks down in shame and avoids her eyes. Everything is quiet for a moment, and then he speaks. "Skye..."

"Save it."

Ward sighs. "I lo-"

"Don't." Skye can't take it. She can't take him. "Just...don't."

"Okay," he replies quietly. "How've you been?" Just like the time before.

"It's been hard. Especially with Fitz..." She trails off.

"That damn pod was supposed to float." He sounds so heartbroken, and she's surprised.

"Did Coulson tell you?"

Ward shrugged. "He told me Fitz was never going to be the same again."

"Why'd you do it?" Skye damn well hated small talk, but it was the only thing keeping her herself. It's bringing back painful memories, but some good ones as well.

Ward seems to feel a little more comfortable, since he steps a little closer to the barrier. "Why did I do what?"

"Any of it! Lying, murdering, manipulating...Do I have to continue?"

He shakes his head. "I owed Gar-"

The next part happens in a blur.

He looks behind her and his eyes widen in fear. "Skye, behind you!" She swiftly turns around and sees the butt of a gun coming down towards her.

And everything goes black.


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