So I read a fanfic, which I can't remember the name of but if anyone wants it I'm sure I can dig a little to find it, and this is basically what came to mind when I thought about the possibility of both Ward and Skye being Hydra.


"You slept with Lorelei?" She asked, her arms folded against her chest while stood in the centre of his bunk. Simmons had allowed her to walk around the Bus as long as she was cautious and told her of anything that could be dangerous to her.

"It's not like it was out of choice. Do you really think I'd willingly fall into bed with anyone like that?" He asked with a frown as he shifted the ice pack at the side of his face, he forgot how hard May's punches were and a large purple bruise was already blossoming on the side of his face.

"Well you did it with May too." She mumbled and looked down, her shoes were suddenly a lot more interesting than before.

"I could say the same about you and your ex then." He told her and groaned as the ice pack rested on the cut that had also been caused from falling through the glass, something that wasn't intentional.

"That was for the mission and you know it."

"So was me and May. Just, you know, not the same mission." He shrugged.

Skye looked up again at those words. "What happened? You didn't blow our cover did you?"

"Do you really think if I blew our covers we'd be having this conversation here of all places." He asked. "I told the Asgardian who I desired apparently, she figured out it wasn't her and told me I had to be honest with myself or whatever. She ended it."

Skye nodded and came and sat beside him. "Good. I don't like sharing you." She said with a small smile and she placed her hand on his uninjured cheek. "I still hate that the only way to get her to trust you was to repeatedly end up in bed with her, but it's all done now." She smiled and leaned in, pecking him on the lips gently. They'd kissed in private when no one was with them which mostly meant at ridiculous hours in the morning so it could be kept a secret and they'd slept with each other since they'd arrived on the bus but she missed how they couldn't hold hands in public and she missed the feeling of waking up to their legs tangled together.

"We still can't do this around the others. I'm a by the books agent. It's against protocol." He said with a half smile. He wished he could completely ignore everything he'd been taught but he couldn't. His boss wouldn't be impressed with that considering he was one of their best agents, along with Skye, who played a clueless, not even agent, brilliantly. "But what they don't know won't hurt them." He whispered and dropped the ice pack beside him so he could hold her face with both his hands and kiss her, rougher than he had intended to but she was showing no signs of wanting him to stop.

"This doesn't look like taking it easy, either of you." Came a British voice, Simmons. Skye jumped away with a blush and quickly brushed her hair down with her fingers, it had become disheveled from Ward's hands. She knew he loved it and could hear the low groan from him before he pulled his gaze away from her.

"So this isn't what it looks like..." Started Skye.

"Yeah..heat of the moment thing." Ward continued before grabbing the ice pack and holding it back to his face after he saw Simmons glaring at the pack like it would just magically appear on his cheek again. She looked redder than Skye did at having caught them.

"I just came to check Skye was okay, but apparently she seems fine so I'll be on my way." She told them, avoiding eye contact before walking off. Skye and Ward could hear her muttering the words 'Fitz owes me 30 bucks' as she left.

"That's what I imagine my mum walking in on me would feel like. I feel like a tennager." Skye said with a giggle that he loved.

"Don't get used to it, it can't happen again. I fear I'll get killed by Coulson before anything else can happen." He said and stood up, offering his right hand to help her up too, knowing she still had a little trouble with movement from the shooting, which he would be bringing up with Quinn later on. Skye took his hand and with the help of him stood up, placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"That was the last one for now, I promise." She grinned and released his hand before pushing her hair from her face. "Judging by the bruise on your face I'm surprised she didn't knock you out, it looks more like face paint than a bruise. An unnatural purple." She teased with a wink before walking off, leaving him stood in the centre of the room.


Skye made the mistake of going down to the lab for more pain meds. As usual FitzSimmons were doing what they usually do but stopped as soon as she entered the room, a smug grin on Simmons while Fitz was just smiling. "You want to explain what I saw now I've recovered?" Simmons asked and leaned across the work bench to see her better without the larger than normal microscope blocking her view of the young hacker.

"Not really. I need some more meds, it's been hours since my last ones and I'm starting to feel something that I probably shouldn't."

"Ward probably helped with that." Fitz cut in with the same smug grin as Simmons had on her.

"If Ward made me feel pain where I've been shot I'm sure we'd have a problem wouldn't we." She told him sarcastically. "We kissed, probably due to adrenaline from today. Nothing more, nothing less, nothing's changed other than the fact you've lost some money to your partner." She continued and nodded a thank you as two more pills got placed in her outstretched palm. She quickly swallowed them and downed the small cup of water Simmons had handed to her.

"So you heard about that then?" The bio-chemist asked with a slight grimace.

"Of course we did. You're as good at being quiet as you are lying." She told her before May walked in. She shot a warning look between the two usual occupants of the lab as a warning of not to tell her what had been seen only minutes ago. Skye looked back at May, who looked rougher than usual, she was still a little bloodied from earlier and her hand looked swollen but she also looked annoyed at everything in her eyeline, especially Skye. Maybe she did have feelings for Ward, not that she felt bad at all for playing a part in those two ending what was going on.

"So how much damage was done to the Bus in the end? I heard you were running diagnostics to find out." Skye said, trying to ease the tension they all felt in the room.

"Fury won't be as pissed as he was the last time as the exterior's still in tact and inside it was nothing major, just glass, couches etc. Ward already said he'd clean it up so I'm not worried." May shrugged and didn't make any eye contact with Skye. "I'm sure he'd love it if you helped him." FitzSimmons chuckled at May and she frowned. "I missed something didn't I?"

"Only the fact the pair locked lips." Said the Scotsman.

"What are you! Twelve?" Skye asked and threw her hands up to accentuate her point. "Who even says that now or is it a Scottish thing." She asked with a frown and placed her hands on her hips and made the quick decision to leave without another word, knowing she'd only end up diggingn herself deeper.

"Are you okay Agent May?" Simmons asked. "You just seem quite angry and I can't think of a time when that was ever good." She explained quietly, scared May would lash out at her. She really didn't want that. "I can help you clean your hand up if you want." She said and stepped closer as the older agent grabbed some antiseptic wipes and a bandage.

"It's fine. I've had worse." She said bluntly before she disappeared up to the cockpit.

"She didn't seem very fine did she?" She asked and turned to Fitz who just shrugged.


"I heard you aren't in the best of moods today." Coulson said, in his usual upbeat tone that usually made everyone smile, from the co-pilots seat. She jumped not expecting him to be sat there but quickly recovered and sat beside him.

"Some psycho alien invaded our plane, after possessing two agent which lead to two of us getting beat up. Why would I be in a good mood?" She asked and cleaned the cuts on her hand gently, not even wincing.

"So is everything still okay with you and Ward after what we know happened at the hotel?"

Melinda tensed up knowing that question would come up. "There is no me and Ward. He has a thing for Skye so I ended it, didn't bother him apparently." She muttered and tied the bandage around her hand tighter than necessary.

He didn't catch the end of what she was saying as she began to trail of, obviously not wanting to be heard. "Good." She looked up with a frown about to reply but he continued. "I don't mean good about the whole Ward going after Skye thing." He clarified and turned to look at her. "I feel like something's going on behind our backs but I can't quite put my finger on it, I don't even know if it's actually going on, I'm just suspecting something is." He told her. "I'll come back when I have more. Just take care of yourself okay?" He asked before getting up to leave but not without rubbing her shoulder gently.


"I didn't think you were the cleaning type?" Skye asked as she sat herself down on the now correctly positioned couch beside him as he sweeped up glass shards from the carpet. She'd figured it best she not bend down to his level due to her injuries.

"I'm not, but seeing as I'm partly responsible, I decided I probably should do my bit." He shrugged and bought the plastic bag full of glass closer to him before emptying the pan into it.

"I could get used to seeing you all domestic. It suits you." She teased and kicked his shoulder gently but enough to make him sway a little, to her amusement.

"I don't plan on getting thrown through any glass windows anytime soon, so it's probably best you don't get used to it." He said with a smile as he looked up at her. "Have you contacted him yet? We need to check in soon." He asked. They refrained from using his name in case any of their fellow Shield agents walked past while they spoke about it, with no name they could just pass it off as a friend as neither of them were in contact with most of their family, Gramsy being the exception.

"I was going to wait for you before I do it, you probably know a little more than me seeing as I've been pretty much isolated for over two weeks." She told him and watched as he stood up, looking as handsome as ever in his tight white shirt and messy hair.

"Then I'm ready when you are, I'll go over all of this with a vacuum a little later, he'll get mad if we keep him waiting too long. You know how he is."

"Considering he killed the last agent who didn't check in, even though he was being held hostage, I think we both know how he is." Skye said, with a shudder, she couldn't hate the man after all he'd done for the pair of them, but sometime his lack of remorse frightened her to the point of her wishing she didn't work for him.

They both walked towards Ward's room and he activated a small device, once the door was shut, which soundproofed the room they were in, it was a going away gift as they started at Shield. Skye dialed the number once she saw the device light up green, a sign that it was in us, his number was under the name 'Susan' to prevent anyone getting nosey if they went on her phone. It rung four times before she answered with her usual opening sentence.

"We only have a few minutes."

"Then get talking, princess." Replied the rough voice.


A/N I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter! I don't know how many chapter's this will be (If people like it) but I know what I want to happen in it, got it all written down. But this is the most I've ever written for one chapter on here.

Any mistakes are my own, I don't have a beta.

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