To help us get over the ending of 'Turn, Turn, Turn'...Some Skyeward goodness.


When Coulson told him Garrett was the man they had chased for months, the man who had shot Skye and caused the Fall of Shield...he wanted to punch something. As Coulson led him into a room just off the hallway, where the rest of the team waited. What Coulson said next made him do a double take, as the door clicked shut and they were alone.

"You want me to join HYDRA? They tried to kill Skye!"

"Which is why you are the best man for the job, she will be their next target, I need someone on the inside to protect her." He could see the reasoning behind the plan, but the thought of actually leaving her...

"I can't leave her, sir. She needs me...as much as I need her."

"You love her." It wasn't a question, Coulson seemed to know everything he had tried to keep hidden.

"How long have you know?" He asked, wondering if everyone saw through his attempts to stop his feelings.

"When we went after Dr. Hall, I suspected with how worried about her you were, then when Quinn shot her you turned on May even though you two had hooked up, I knew for sure."

"I couldn't risk hurting her, the effects of the staff...I wanted to have the comfort only she could offer." He was at a loss as to how to explain himself to Coulson, he hadn't put it into words what he felt for Skye at least not out loud. Coulson opened his mouth to speak but the door behind them opened, to reveal Skye. She seemingly ignored Coulson, walking directly to him and wrapping her arms around him. He kissed her hair, glad she had listened to him and stayed out of the fighting. If his arms tightened around her and made her look up at him, well with what he was about to do, who could blame him?

"I'm sorry about Garrett...I know he was a friend." Skye whispered to him, her brown eyes watching him with love. He didn't know why he hadn't noticed before, she often looked at him that way, his heart clenched at what he would have to do.

"Skye, there is something I want you to know...I love you." He told her, which caused her to tear up while she smiled at him.

"Grant, I love you too." She pulled him to her lips again, pressing her to his, a kiss that promised more. When Coulson cleared his throat,

"A.C. whats up?" Skype popped the 'p' and Coulson nodded at him.

"I have a mission, Skye." He said tentatively, she snapped her head back towards him.

"No!" Skye grabbed his arm and wrapped herself around him, like she could stop him from carrying out his orders, just by force of will.

"Skye, he is the only one who can get close enough to Garrett. We need him on the inside, to keep us one step ahead." Coulson explained, his tone soft and calm, she glared at him.

"It's not safe, he can't leave us." There was a panic seeping into her voice, which made him kiss her forehead, trying to reassure her.

"I'm the only one who can do it, you have to trust me to come back to you." He promised, Coulson seemed to think he was in the way, so he left them to talk to Agent Hand. Once he was gone, the door clicking behind him, then he lifted her into his arms. Gently setting her on the table, then kissing her roughly, which she responded to with her hands going around his neck. He closed the distance between his body and hers, stepping between her legs and running his hands down her back, to settle on her hips. She let out a breathy moan, that made him deepen the kiss, pressing her down on the table. She lifted her leg behind him, holding him in place as she broke the kiss, and kissed his neck.

"Skye...if we don't stop...I won't be able to." He whispered, his heart racing in his chest, she smirked at him.

"The robot losing control? What a shame.." She teased, until he lifted one hand to cup her breast, which caused her to gasp.

"I will come back, do you trust me?" He whispered to her, she nodded, tears in her eyes. The passion faded and she clung to him, and he clung to her. He knew she was the reason he would have to make it out of HYDRA, the only reason he hasn't put a bullet in Garrett yet.

"If you come back to me in less than perfect condition, I will use all my training to kick your ass. Grant, I love you. Please be safe." She pressed one last kiss to his lips, pouring everything she couldn't say into it. He kissed her forehead, before letting her lead him out of the room, a fake smile plastered on her face. Simmons watched her with concern, until he tucked Skye against his side.

"Finally." Fitz said, which had Simmons agreeing with him.

"I have to go meet with Coulson...take care of each other until I get back." He told them as he turned to leave, meeting Skye's eyes and telling her silently that no one else could know what he was going to do.


She hugged Jemma, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall, he had to come back to her. She couldn't live without him, it scared her to even think she might have to. She watched his retreating back and wanted to hunt down Garrett herself, she knew he would be forced to do unspeakable things, things that would cause him nightmares. May's eyes met hers and she nodded, even if Coulson thought May was untrustworthy, she knew better. As Fitz once again hugged Jemma, she walked over to May, holding out her hand. May took it,

"He's going undercover isn't he?" She whispered,

"Yes, but you aren't supposed to know...no one but Grant, Coulson and I are...but I trust you. So does Ward, even though everything that happened on the plane makes it seem like you betrayed us, I know you were protecting Coulson."

"At least you understand that." May said, sadness creeping into her voice.

"It will take time, he needs to handle one thing at a time. Besides I need a S.O. while Ward is gone." She said the words trying to brace herself for the lonely nights to come, May surprised them both by wrapping her arms around the younger girl. She bit her lip, controlling her emotions when Coulson returned saying Ward had elected to escort Garrett to The Fridge. She allowed them to help her back to the Bus, Triplett joining them.

"You can have Ward's room." Coulson offered, before she could stop him.

"He can have my bunk." She volunteered, "I'll move out my stuff and put it in Ward's room." She ignored the looks she knew they were directing her way, and walked ahead of them. Determined that she would be waiting for him when he returned home, that everything would be the same except she wouldn't leave his side.

(Should I continue? Or stop it as a one shot.)