I do not own Agents of Shield, even though I want to, in order to make sure that Grant gets the chance he deserves.

Authors note, Many really think that Ward does not deserve a second chance but I don't think he ever get a first chance so I am going to give him one. The characters are going to all be in this and the team will get more focus too. I am a Skyeward fan but right now I think neither of them can be together until Ward is emotionally ready and as of the finale he is not ready.

Broken

Chapter One

The interrogation room was darker than usual. One of the lights was out. It was not been surprising given the state of the prison. It looked as though it would crumble at any moment. The painting was outdated, the bars rusty and the beds stiff and supplied nothing but a terrible nights sleep. It was also now home.

Grant Ward placed his hands together on the table and looked down at them, squeezing the bruising that was caused by a fight yesterday. He pushed down as hard as he could, willing himself to feel anything, pain, uncomfortableness. It was not the first time that he was brought into the interrogation room. Usually an Agents shield would grill him on hydra intel. He always said the same thing, which was nothing. He was prepared to do the same today.

The door opened and Grant looked up to find himself being joined by Phil Coulson. He remembered the last time that he had seen Coulson, the last day that he had seen his team, his friends, his family. Or at least, that is what he pretended they were to him, for many months. He did a good job of fooling them; he knew that because he nearly fooled himself too. He nearly believed that he had a home there.

'Agent Ward.' Coulson pulled out the chair opposite Ward and took a seat, trying to capture Wards eye. Instead, Ward focused his eyes across the room.

'It's been awhile.' He stated. Ward made no attempt to acknowledge that he heard him.

'Four months.' Coulson continued, 'They told me that you got your voice back. The damage was not permanent. I guess that means that we can get straight to the point. I need some hydra intel, more specifically, I need a list of everyone that was associated with them. I can't rebuild an agency that you helped bring down without knowing the traitors in our mists. I know that Garrett had a lot of people working under him and most were shield agents, like yourself, that had inside knowledge. It was what made us an easy target.'

Coulson anticipated a reaction, or a response. After a long moment of unresponsiveness, he proceeded to talk. 'You know, you did a lot of damage. I'm not talking about the damage to Shield even though you helped bring it down, but I'm talking damage to the team. Emotionally, you ruined them. Fitz is different.' The sound of Fitz's name brought Wards eyes straight up to Coulson. 'He has these brief moments where he opens his mouth, but he can't get words out. It is a side effect of the coma that you caused when you threw him out that plane like trash. But, you know what he did say, he told me that you saved him, that you dropped them out the sky, in order to save them. You almost killed the boy and he is still in your corner.' Grant looked away, down at his hands. 'You broke my team, my family.'

'What do you want?' Grant finally spoke, his voice raspy.

'He does talk. You head me the first time. I want the names. In return, I'll make sure that the plans for your torture are abolished. Just so you know, there were plans to torture the information out of you once you got your voice back, a lot of people want answers from you, but I thought that I would give you a chance, if not for Shield, then for Fitz, and for Skye.' The sound of her name caused a sharp pain deep inside Ward. A pain that even a physical one couldn't beat.

'In return,' Coulson paused momentarily, 'I am going to transfer you to a treatment center in Switzerland.' Couslon announced. Ward's confusion was evident on his face.

'My voice is healed.' He answered him.

'It's not about your voice, it's more about healing your soul, giving you a chance to prove that there is a human, a decent human inside there.' He points to his chest. 'It's a facility that deals with your situation, emotional and physical abuse on people that have in turn caused them to act out. In other words, it's a shrink's paradise and you have a place there.'

'No thanks.' Grant shrugged, turning his head away from him. He didn't need fixing, there was nothing wrong, or at least that is what he told himself every day. But, he knew better.

'I figured you would say that. That is why I am giving you a day, one day, to decide whether you want to change, if you want to be a better person, if you want to be the person that Fitz believes you are, the one that he defends every day, then you have that chance. But, it ends tomorrow; I wash my hands of you tomorrow.'

'I don't need to be counselled.'

'I know your file, Ward, I studied it, I know the family you come from, and I know the man that pulled you from a bad situation, but he didn't save you, Ward. He took you from one bad place to another.'

'He believed in me.' Grant's voice became raspier. The desperation pouring from his voice, desperation to believe that Garrett did care, that he never gave up everything for him for no reason.

'You know who believed in you? Fitz. You know who else believe in you, Skye. That girl came from nothing, from home after home, being tossed around and feeling like she had no home, but she put her faith in you, to teach her, to guide her, as her SO. You know, for the last four months I have spent just reliving every moment of you on my team, teaching Skye, jumping and saving Simmons, bonding and laughing with the team, playing board games, going on missions, even rescuing me. You didn't just play a role, Ward, you became the role, I truly believe that. I am not forgetting what you did, I never can, I see it everytime I look at Fitz, but there needs to be something done, if not for you but for that scared fifteen year old that Garrett manipulated. '

'Why?' Ward could not understand any of this. He didn't know if he wanted to. It took him back to the cargo hold with Skye, training, when she told him that hoping for something and losing it, hurts more than never hoping for anything. He couldn't hope for redemption, because he couldn't face that he may never be the man that his team believed he was. The truth was, that he was a monster, just like Skye believed. He couldn't do it, break the cycle, it was not inside him, because that would mean that he would need to become weak, just like Garrett always told him.

'I keep hearing that you had so many chances, to be good, but I disagree, I don't think anyone gave you a chance at all, but I am going to give you that chance. You give me those names and then we can discuss this further. I can have you out of here by tomorrow. But, you can't do it for Fitz, or Skye, they can motivate you, because they are two people I know that you care about, though you hurt them, but you need to do it for yourself.' Coulson got up and took one last look at the man in front of him, a man that was broken and stuck inside his own darkness. If this didn't make him change then at least he tried, but Coulson couldn't live knowing that he didn't give that fifteen year old kid a fair chance, because deep down inside, he knew that scared kid still lived in Ward, he believed that if only he got to Ward first, and he needed to be given a chance to prove to himself that he could be a decent being.