"Are you sure you want to go in alone?" Skye asked Ward as they sat in a grey van outside a lab in Mexico. They were supposed to recover some alien technology from a new science agency named Shard.
"Yes Skye for the last time it is too dangerous for any more people. It's a simple in and out job, I'll be fine. Trust me Skye," Ward looked over at Skye a stern look on his face, "promise you will stay in the van and if I say to go you go."
"Fine but don't be too long, okay?" Skye said looking back at Ward a concerned look in her eyes.
"I will, I promise," Ward said softly grabbing Skye's hand. Skye instinctively pulled it away.
"Sorry I…" Skye started but was cut off by a British accented voice.
"Umm you guys you have about 30 seconds to get through the back door," Agent Jemma Simmons said over the secure radio line while sitting on her desk in the lab next to Fitz eating popcorn watching the live stream that was streaming through the glasses Agent Ward was wearing.
"Do I really need these glasses again?" Ward asked walking carefully up to the steel door in the back of the building and starting to pick the lock.
"Yes we might need to identify the arts of the tech. to identify them," Fitz said watching as ward checked the backscatter x-ray and opened the door as he saw no one on the other side. Ward drew his gun walking down the hall.
"So Coulson what type of security should I expect?" Ward asked.
"This is just one of their research facilities the security shouldn't be too tight," Coulson replied.
"Good," Grant replies whispering as he hides from a guard waiting for him to turn his back to him. As soon as the guard isn't looking ward slowly comes around the corner and puts the guard in a sleeper hold until he passes out. Ward drags him into a closet.
"Ok were clear on this level I'm going upstairs," Ward says walking towards the stairs after plugging a small flash drive into a computer.
"I'm in," Skye says scrolling through the anti-virus software. Ward walks upstairs drawing his silenced pistol. He walked down the hallway finding it oddly empty.
"Skye what do you see on the cameras?"
"It's empty," Skye says surprised.
"Get out now!" Coulson yells. Ward spins around flipping the safety off his gun.
"Skye get the van started," Grant says and his glasses and audio go offline.
"Ward, you there?" asks Fitz typing on his keyboard trying to get them back working. When they finally do ward is fighting off a group of guards dressed in armor and carrying high powered weapons. Skye hears the shots as she starts the van and watches as ward fires shots at them around the corner taking a few down even more taking their place.
"Damn it!" Ward shouted. Ward throws a concussion grenade down the hall and runs toward the big window across the hall firing three bullets into it dropping his gun as he jumps through the shattered window falling three stories and landing on the hard concrete below.
"Ward!" Skye pulls up to him in the van and Ward climbs into the passenger seat as the guards get up and fire shots into the van just as they start to pull away.
"Thanks Skye," Ward says looking back and he sees some guards getting into trucks to follow, "Dang it." The van lurches forward as Skye steps on the gas full force and Ward winces. As they sped down the long road in the empty countryside the trucks started to catch up.
"Skye do you trust me?" Ward asked.
"Yes. Why?"
"I'm sorry for being suck a jerk about the whole rising tide thing," Ward said. Ward looked at her and leaned over and kissed her before climbing into the back of the van and grabbing an assault rifle. Sky blushed deep red.
"What are you doing?" she asked and kept driving.
"Stop quickly and let me out and then just keep driving and wait for May to pick you up," he said seriously.
"What! No I won't leave you!"
"Skye! Listen to me, I need you to trust me Skye I will be okay I'm trained to do this you are just a hacker you haven't even finished your basic training. Just go okay?"
"Fine," Skye said tears in her eyes, "I just don't want to lose you."
"I will come back."
"Ward are you sure about this?" Coulson asked.
"Yes I am," Ward responded. As Skye sopped the van ward open the back doors and jumped out. Skye looked back as she pulled away to see Ward fire at a truck popping the ire as it spun out into the sand.
"Good bye Ward," Skye said to herself starting to cry she knew she probably would never see him again. She let the teas run down her face as his radio went offline.
Skye looked back when she heard a deafening blast. She saw the remains of two vans and everything was on fire. She couldn't help but think to herself, he's gone.