Agents of SHIELD

Skye & Coulson Scene

SKYE'S POV

Nothing is the same. Nothing will ever be the same again. I don't tend to trust people… ever. Every time that I do, I am left regretting my decision. First with that foster family I desperately wanted to like me, then with Miles and now with Ward. My heart used to sink when I even thought about his name, now it only expands and becomes engulfed in rage. His betrayal should have proved that no one can be trusted, but siting here across from Coulson, I believe that trust, loyalty and love can be real… even for me.

"Coulson?"

"Yes Skye," He answers as he looks up from his pile of papers.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Everything."

"For getting you to join a corporation infiltrated with HYDRA, for you almost dying on multiple occasions, or for introducing your to the man who broke your heart?" Coulson looks partially saddened but a little humorous, like Coulson tends to be.

"No, i'm being serious," I say, with every attempt to have him understand and believe me, "Thank you." Coulson stares at me, forcing my mouth to continue with my thoughts, "If it wasn't for you, I would never have met Simmons, Fitz or May. You gave me something to fight for… you gave me a family, which is something I have never had before." With no words, I could feel his appreciation. Ever since he was named Director of SHIELD, he's had a lot on his mind; plans for the expansion and rebuilding of SHIELD. It's nice that he still takes time to help out his 'original team.'

"Have you forgiven him?"

"Who?" I asked the question, but we both knew who he was talking about. "Why would I forgive him?"

"Skye, I haven't and I don't think I ever will."

"Me neither."

"Skye," His eyes peering directly into mine, "You don't have to say that because of how I feel."

"I know." I answer, not completely sure if I actually agree with my own words.

"So," He continued, "Do you forgive him?"

"No. After what he did to Simmons and Fitz… especially Fitz," Saying his name invoked a rush of sadness. I had to clear my throat. "He is a sick man. I will never forgive someone who hurts people so easily." Coulson's eyes fill with curiosity as to whether or not I am telling the truth. "It doesn't matter anyways, he's locked up so there's nothing to worry about." Saying the words locked up made me feel joy, I think to myself, it's better than him being six feet under. I can still recall the decision to save his life, at first I was angry that I acted weak. Now I know that saving his life was an act of strength… I was determined to be better than that, I was not going to be a murderer. Coulson stood up without warning and headed out of the room with his stack of files in hand, leaving me with nothing but my thoughts. Do I love him? I don't know how I could. No, I don't. Well, maybe. How can I love someone who has hurt me? It hits me, in this moment that the reason I hate him is because I loved him so much. He was another person who lied to and manipulated me.

When I think about why he did it, why he was with HYDRA, I question whether or not I should judge. Yes, it was wrong.. very wrong. But maybe he too was looking for someone to be his family, Garrett. Not unlike myself, he sacrificed everything to help the man he saw as his family. We are so alike and yet so different at the same time. That is part of the reason why I cannot bear to bring myself to confront him. Do I love him? I don't know. Do I forgive him? Not yet. Will I ever be able to confront him? Yes, even if it is to yell, cry or forgive, one day I will…