Hey guys this is my first fic...ever... its kinda like a different take on Ward's betrayal. Please rate and review and let me know what you think. I'd really appreciate it.

The room was dark and musty. As she woke, Skye began to see the meager decorations around the room: the one dim lightbulb in the middle, the dusty pink bed in the corner, and a tiny little stool accompanied by an equally as tiny desk. She scanned the room as she propped herself up. One thing was for certain. She was alone.

She moved along the walls, feeling for the telltale crack of a door. First sweep revealed nothing, no door. No secret compartments. Nothing. After searching a second time, Skye became aware of a pounding in her head. She had been hit hard in the back of the head, most likely from the butt of a gun. She sat on the creaky bed and tried to think back to how she had gotten here.

The team had been at an obscure airstrip, refueling and getting some much needed supplies. Coulson had planned a rendezvous with some contacts to learn about recent movements of Hydra and had left May with Skye and Fitzsimmons on the Bus, taking Ward with him for "insurance." It was a routine pitstop and so they had no reason to be hypervigilant. Skye was in her bunk, cracking the newest assignment Coulson had given her when she heard a shriek. Simmons She thought as she threw off her laptop and grabbed the gun on her nightstand. She rushed down the stairs to the lab. She slowed her approach as she got closer, taking a deep breath as she turned the corner.

When Skye turned the corner, she made a small squeak. The lab doors were littered with bullets and were forced open. Inside Fitz was lying still on the floor and Simmons... Skye's heart raced as she spotted Simmons. She was held upright by a man in black, whimpering slightly as he pressed the muzzle of a pistol to her head.

"Drop the gun!" He shouted, pressing the pistol further into Jemma's temple, "Or else."

Simmons gave a little whimper and focused her gaze on Skye. She was scared, but determined. Skye caught her eye, and could see the fire in the girls eyes. She raised her eyebrow, silently asking if Jemma if she was alright. The girl nodded almost imperceptably. She was alright, but there was no way she was going down without a fight.

"What do you want?" Skye asked with a steady voice. There was no way she was going to let him know she was scared.

"The rest of your team as been neutralized. Lower your weapon and come peacefully."

"Like hell thats going to happen."

Skye could hear shuffling behind her, the rest of the man's team presumably.

"What do you want?" She repeated, narrowing her gaze onto the man with the gun.

With a smile he lowered the gun and released Simmons replying in a calm clear voice, "You."

After that all she could remember was waking up. The ringing in her head had subsided, and she could finally hear her own thoughts again. What the hell is this place? Where am I? Suddenly a horrible thought popped into her head,What happened to the team? The man with the gun had said the rest of the team had been neutralized, and Fitz had been lying still on the floor of the lab. Too still. She pushed the image of a dead fitz out of her head as she heard a lock click behind her.

She jumped and turned around, ready to fight whoever came in. The wall behind her opened, and light flooded the room. Skye braced herself for a fight as a silhouette appeared. Her muscles tensed as she prepared to jump when the person stepped in. It was Ward. She breathed a sigh of relief and the door closed tight behind him, sealing them in together. She dropped her hands and ran to go hug him. He grunted as she slammed into him. She held him tight for a while before she remembered the danger they were in. She stepped back and looked up at him.

"What happened? Where are we? Who are these people? Where's the rest of the team?" She couldn't hold herself back from the flood of questions. Ward silently motioned for her to sit on the bed. They walked over and Skye got comfortable. She could feel her heart tighten as Ward began to tell his story.

Coulson and Ward had made it to the rendezvous point and were waiting for their contact, but as it turns out, Hydra was waiting for them. They jumped them as soon as we got there. Coulson was able to take out a few before they got him down, Ward a few more. They brought them to the bus first. Simmons was scared but alive. May was battered and beaten and semiconscious.

"I saw they had strewn you and fitz on the ramp, just lying there. I thought you guys were dead."

After they had taken the rest of the team, they were blindfolded and shoved in a car and taken to wherever they were now.

"All they want is you. Something about Rising Tide connections and your hacking ability. They want you to hack the Shield servers for Hydra." Ward warned, "They only want us for incentive. Skye, you need to give them what they want. Otherwise..."

Ward trailed off, fear radiated in his eyes. He wasn't scared for himself, but for Fitzsimmons and the rest of the team.

Skye grabbed his hadn and squeezed it, "Ward, I can't do that. I may have been an agent for only a day but my loyalties are to Shield. I can't do that."

"They'll do whatever it takes! They'll hurt you! Kill the team! Is that really what you want?"

Her heart ached at the thought of her team lying dead, all because of her, but she knew she had to keep up her resolve, "I'm loyal to Shield. I can't do it."

Ward took a deep breath and stood up, "I was hoping you wouldnt say that." He turned to the wall where he entered, "We're going to need to go to plan B. She's not going to make this easy."

Skye looked up at Ward, "We? Who's we?"

Ward turned his head and gave Skye an evil smirk, "Hail Hydra."