A/N- Well, my headcanon to end all headcanons has made its way into a fic. Yay! What would you call that? OTH? One true headcanon? The one headcanon that you would pick to become canon above all the others? I'm calling it that. OTH. Kthxbye.

"Can I help you Skye?" Skye's head whipped around as Coulson entered his office. He glared at her pointedly as she slowly closed the desk drawer she was searching in. She stood up and closed all the secured SHIELD files that she had opened on his computer that were projecting onto the board.

"Nah. I'm fine."

"Really? Because this is my office. And I just saw you close those files."

"I was just looking for some information on my family."

"And how'd you get my password?" Skye gave him a 'Are you serious?' look, "Right. Dumb question. Hacker."

"Yeah."

"Did you find what you were looking for then?"

"No. I was just about to open the last file when you came in."

"Good. Out now."

"AC you can't keep me from knowing who my parents were!"

"Skye. Do you trust me?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Then trust me on this and listen closely. You're better off not knowing. Now, I have to write up a mission report so if you'd kindly exit." He gestured to the door.

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"No. You don't know what it's like to have no family! My whole life I've wondered who they were but there was always someone standing in my way. And now, it's you, telling me to trust you and that I'm better off no knowing and 'protecting me' but you're just like everyone else!"

"That's enough."

"I'm not done yet. I did. I trusted you and I was patient and I thought that you would find me answers but you haven't! You haven't done shit to help me. You say you're on my side but you're not really are you? SHIELD will always come first. You're not protecting me. You're protecting all of SHIELD's dirty little secrets and cover-ups." She turned around. Ward was standing in the doorway. He signaled for her to leave.

"C'mon Skye. Let's go."

"No." He gave her a look that said 'I'm sorry' before walking in and picking her up. He carried the struggling girl into the common area and put her on the couch. Fitz, Simmons, and May were standing nearby.

"They don't need an audience." May whispered to the scientists. They got the point. The three of them left the room, one to the cockpit and two went to the lab.

"Sit down."

"Oh I think I will not that you gave me much choice anyway. At least I'm not handcuffed to the couch."

"Skye."

"Ward."

"You have to understand. Whatever Coulson's doing, he has good reason."

"Really? He has a good reason to keep me from my family? I doubt it."

"Clearly there's something else in play here that neither of us know about. He would tell you if he could and you know that. I'm sorry Skye but shouting at him isn't going to make him show you that file."

"What if it was you?" Skye asked quickly. She looked Ward in the eyes to gauge his reaction.

"Sorry?"

"What if it was you? And you were left at an orphanage as a baby and you grew up in foster homes and you weren't allowed to know who your parents were. What would you do then?"

"I would trust and respect Agent Coulson's decision."

"Well it's not that easy for some of us. I haven't been brainwashed by SHIELD into accepting every command and order without question."

"I'm not some sort of government drone. Believe it or not I have empathy and feelings and freedom of thought. And I'm telling you that I would trust him. Not because he's a superior or because he's my boss but because he's my friend. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Skye nodded, "Good. Did you read the book I gave you?" Skye was about to answer when Coulson walked out of his office and into the common area.

"Ward. Make yourself scarce." He said quietly. The agent stood up and touched Skye's shoulder, trying to reassure her. She gave him a half smile as he exited the room, "Hi Skye." The small smile was wiped from her face the moment he spoke to her, which he noticed immediately, "I know you're mad at me." She didn't respond, "Can you show me some sign that you're paying attention?"

"Forget it. I don't care. It's fine. Can you leave me alone?"

"No. It's not fine. I wasn't protecting SHIELD. I was protecting myself. And it was wrong of me to keep you from the truth for selfish reasons."

"What're you talking about?" He produced a folder from behind his back and handed it to her.

"This is everything I have on your family. Read it. I'm sorry Skye." She opened the folder and Coulson watched her expressions change as she read it. When she was done she looked up at him and he could see tears in her eyes. He reached out his arm to touch hers but she pulled away.

"Don't touch me." She stood and walked away, struggling to maintain her composure until she was out of sight. The agent stood as well and walked back into his office. He sat in his chair without noticing May who was standing in the corner.

"Phil?"

"Now's not a good time May." She walked around to his side of the desk and sat on it, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Are you crying?" She looked at his face. Coulson could tell that she was way out of her depth and yet instead of leaving she looked him in the eye, "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on. And don't say its fine. I heard you and Skye fighting in here."

"It was about her parents." Coulson took a deep breath and turned away from her gaze.

"And?"

"She's mine."

"Oh." He could hear May inhale sharply. He was expecting her to be upset but when he spun his chair back around her expression had not changed, "She's—"

"Yeah." He began.

"You didn't tell me."

"I know how you felt about it and I wasn't gonna make you relive that."

"How long have you known? Did you know when we picked her up?"

"Not immediately. But I suspected. When we put her into the system I ran a test."

"Does she know?"

"She does now, about me that is. You weren't on file, of course."

"What's gonna happen?"

"It depends on what she wants. She probably hates me, which she has every right to."

"Skye's not unreasonable. I'm sure if you just explain—" May began to say.

"How do I explain to her that I knew she existed and chose not to contact her? I abandoned her May and that's something that I've thought about everyday for the last twenty-three years! There's no reason for her forgive me!"

"Don't you dare put this all on yourself. I'm just as guilty as you are." She took a deep breath, the first sign of emotion she'd shown the whole conversation, "Phil. Go talk to her." He nodded and stood.

"I won't mention you if you don't want me to."

"No. I've done enough besides keeping her from her mother too. Now, go get our girl."

A/N- Well I thought I'd give y'all part of the story for now. It was getting too long to be a one-shot so I'm chopping it up into chapters. (Maybe three or four chapters.) Reviews make me happy!