A/N: These will be a series of missing scenes from my Heart's A Mess story universe.

She has one more week to go before her due date or at least that's what Bruce tells her. Skye has everything planned down to the last detail. The team took only one more case and they are bound to finish it in the next few days maybe sooner if their leads turn out to be right. Grant is going to be here for the birth of their son and they are going to do it this together. Because she's scared out of her mind and she needs him damn it! So when the light pains start she writes them off as a false alarm again, God knows they had quite a few of them. Tony and Natasha were not a pretty sight to see under such stress. Aliens and evil people they could handle but Skye going into labor? Nope! Too much for them. She doesn't blame them though, this is something new for all of them.

When the pain is getting worse she seeks out Bruce. Rubbing her stomach she moves slowly towards the library where the doctor is probably reading like usual. His eyes snap up to meet hers and he's out of his chair and by her side in mere seconds. "Something's wrong." She tells him as he helps her to sit down. "The baby is not due for another week."

"How are you feeling?" Bruce asks her kneeling in front of her. "Maybe this is a false alarm again." He offers.

"Nope." She shakes her head. "I think this time he's actually coming and I'm all alone!" She chocks back a sob and Bruce pulls her in for a hug.

"Oh Skye!" He sighs rubbing her back soothingly. "You are not alone, baby girl! You have us." She nods and wipes her tears. "I need to move you to your room and let Natasha know."

"Can you please call Grant?" She pleads as Bruce pulls her to her feet. "Tell him that I need him here." Bruce places a kiss on her temple and gives her a reassuring smile.

Five hours into her torture her water hasn't break yet but Bruce tells her it's natural. He has been monitoring her and the baby and they both look fine. They were able to reach the team an hour ago and Coulson told her that they would be here as soon as possible. Tony on the other hand is driving her crazy and Natasha is helping him. They are constantly hovering over her, worrying, and while she appreciates the love they have for her it doesn't make it easier. She needs space, she needs air and most importantly she needs Grant but he is nowhere to be found. "God, I'm going to kill him!" She moans as she rubs her swollen stomach. Natasha is by her side the next second, running a wet clothe over her forehead gathering the sweat. Who could have guessed that she would sweat like a pig? She wouldn't that's for sure!

"Do you need some ice chips?" Natasha asks softly and Skye grunts.

"I need Grant." She whimpers as the contractions get stronger. Bruce told her that she was halfway there a few minutes ago and her family is still not here.

"They are trying to wrap this up, sweetie." Natasha murmurs tenderly, running a hand through Skye's hair. "Coulson even called in reinforcements."

"But I need him!" She whines pressing her face in the crook of Natasha's neck, holding onto the older woman for dear life. "Shit!" She curses as she feels liquid running down her thighs. She just ruined her mattress!

"Skye?" This time is Tony by her side, coaching her through the contractions. Fifteen hours into this thing called labor, in Skye's honest opinion it should be renamed hell, she is simply exhausted. She has been drifting in and out of sleep for the last couple of hours and according to Bruce this is completely fine. Who's was this bright idea to do this drugs free? Oh yes! Hers! Damn for letting Jemma talk her into it. Get the whole experience they said! It would be amazing they said! It's anything but that in reality. "Sweetie, Bruce says it's time. We need to get started." She shakes her head trying to choke back a moan. These contractions are getting worse.

"I can't do this." She murmurs, grabbing the cotton sheets. "Not without him."

"Baby girl?" Tony pushes her hair behind her ears and grabs her face gently. "You don't have a choice. That spawn of yours wants out and he's not willing to wait!" He laughs kissing her forehead. Skye is about to say something when the door to the room opens and Bruce walks in with Natasha following behind him.

Okay she can do this!

"Come on, Skye!" Natasha encourages from beside her, rubbing her arms. "You are doing great. Just another push and he'll be out." Well, they've been saying that the past forty minutes but still no baby. If she has to hear it one more time!

"Just-"

"Shut up!" She yells before Tony can finish the sentence from her other side. "Are we getting closer?" She pants gripping their hands tight. "Just get him out! I don't get care how!"

"Skye!" Bruce's voice is warning, now is not the time to throw a fit but she has every right to do it! Where is that asshole that got her into this now that she needs him, huh? "We are almost done." She pushes again as another contraction hits and she falls back against the bed and the next moment a piercing cry fills the room.

Skye's crying and she can see Natasha crying from beside her and they cry some more as Bruce lays the baby on her chest. She looks down on him, he's so perfect, with her nose and his daddy's jaw. New tears fill her eyes and she lets them fall freely.

An hour later they are cleaned up and put into the guest room until Natasha can clean up her old one. Skye won't lie she has been high before but nothing can top this. The small fragile creature in her arms, wrapped in blue blankets, is her son. Their son. She and Grant created that little thing, together, one night in a hotel room after almost dying. That would make one hell of a story!

The baby fusses in her arms and Skye lets him grab her finger. Is this how happiness feels like? Is what she always wanted coming true? A knock on her door brings her out of her thoughts and Natasha is standing at her doorway. "Is there anything you need?" She asks smiling, no one of them can really get over of how perfect the little dude is.

"Could you please braid my hair away from my face?" Skye asks softly, caressing the baby's face. "I don't want Grant to see me like that." Natasha has to laugh at this.

"Sweetie, you could be covered in dog crap and he'd still thing that you are one of the most beautiful things in this universe." Natasha teases moving to sit beside her. "That boy is head over heels for you. You are his entire world." Her fingers threat through Skye's hair as she pulls on the silky strands.

"He is, isn't he?" Her smile brightens the whole room. She's happy and so are the rest of them. Who would have known that such a small creature could turn their entire world upside down and make it better just with its first breath?