Of Shattered Lamps and Broken Hearts
Summary: Two times Coulson talked Skye out of killing Grant Ward. Companion pieces to my other Agents of SHIELD story; Of Cupcakes and Gunshots. Read it first if this is to make sense.
Chapter 1 – Shattered Lamps
Set after Chapter 4 of 'Of Cupcakes and Gunshots'
Skye slammed the door.
Frozen in shock it took Skye a few seconds to realize that she hadn't moved since she slammed the door. Grant Ward was right outside her door, drinking coffee with the team. He was acting like nothing had happened, like he hadn't shot at her and Coulson and like he hadn't shoved FitzSimmons out of a moving airplane. Worse, it wasn't just him that acted like nothing had happened, the whole team sat there. Why wasn't the man a bloody spot on the pavement or better yet why wasn't he floating face down in the pool.
A knock at the door forced Skye back into reality. What she wasn't expecting was the door to open immediately after. Raising an eyebrow Skye crossed her arms as she took a step back, "What if I had been naked?"
Coulson blushed a deep crimson, closing the door behind him, "I took a wild guess that you weren't."
Skye sat on the bed, she wanted answers and she wanted then now, "What is he doing here?"
Coulson sat next to her, "Giving us answers."
Skye scoffed, "Why? Out of the goodness of his heart. You forget A.C. that man doesn't have a heart."
Coulson sighed, "If it means anything, he saved my life this morning."
Skye looked up, surprise showing on her face, "What did you do?"
Coulson smiled, a half smile, but a smile none the less, "Something stupid."
Skye actually smiled back, "Guess I'm rubbing off on you."
Coulson put his arm around the young hacker, an almost fatherly gesture, "Your hack worked, led me straight him and Garrett."
"What?" Skye jumped to her feet, "Why didn't you wake us, you went alone, didn't you? Of all the stupid things I've done, A.C., that tops all of them. I can't believe you…"
Coulson put his hands up in surrender, "Okay, Okay, not my smartest move, I admit. I called an old friend for back up, so I wasn't completely alone."
Skye sighed and sat back down, "No, just completely stupid."
Coulson smiled, "All I ask is that you hear him out. The others are willing to."
Skye looked him, "May and Trip are soldiers, you order them to listen, they listen. And FitzSimmons," Skye sighed, "They're probably too scared to do anything but listen. I want him dead A.C. I want him gone."
Coulson looked the young hacker square in the eyes, "Nom you don't. You've been hurt the most by his betrayal and out of all of us you deserve the most answers. The Skye I brought onto the plane all those months ago would have wanted those answers, she wouldn't have wanted to spill blood."
"Fine, I'll listen." Standing quickly, Skye went to the draws by the bed, she pulled out the hand gun she had hidden there, "But I'll be armed."
"Skye…" Coulson warned.
Skye smiled as she clicked the safety off, only to have the ammo fall out, the heavy magazine crashing into the lamp on the table.
Coulson stood quickly and hurried to the door, "I won't tell if you don't."
Putting the gun down gently, Skye gave a sheepish grin and joined Coulson at the door, "Deal."