A/N: Okay, so I've seen a lot of Skyeward graphics using lyrics from 1989 on Tumblr recently, and then one day I was listening to I Almost Do, and it occurred to me that this song could be an amazing base for a Skyeward fic – then one thought followed the other, and I was like "well, I'm sure all Taylor Swift songs could be used for a Skyeward/AoS fic", and since I've done something similar in the past (1000 Vampire Academy drabbles in the course of nearly three years), I said to myself "why not?", and decided to make it into a drabble series.

How is this gonna look like? I'm going to update everyday (at least that's the plan), and every drabble will be based on a song – I'll either use its main essence and/or highlight some parts of the lyrics and work with those. I'll use every Taylor Swift song (even the non-album ones, e.g. Sweeter Than Fiction, but I might not have all of those, so if you know of a song I might have missed, please, contact me), but in a completely random order (so random that I have all the song titles written on tiny pieces of paper, all put in a little bag, and I'll always draw the next song from it). Not all the drabbles will focus on Skyeward, but I plan the majority of them to feature them. If you know my VA drabbles, you know the drill: usually I can be swayed, if you want to read about a certain character/couple, tell me, and I'll try to write about them (but I have my limits: I'm okay with practically every at least semi-canon AoS ships, but please, don't ask for Skimmons, for example – but Skimmons friendship is completely fine!).

These kind of stories are good for me because they force me into a routine to write everyday (and damn, I need that routine) and because they keep my creativity sharp. And they are good for you because you get an update everyday and… I hope you'll like them?

If you have any further questions/requests, please, don't hesitate to ask.

So, without any further ado, I present the first drabble.

Disclaimer: [Insert funny text here that tells you I don't own Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. or the lyrics used in the stories.]

I Know Places

Baby, I know places we won't be found
And they'll be chasing their tails tryin' to track us down
Cause I, I know places we can hide
I know places, I know places

Grant Ward has never been a person who runs and hides – no, he has always been the one who faces the threats, fights the battles and wins them. But now a part of him – a part that's growing bigger and bigger everyday – wants the get out of here, away from the Bus, away from S.H.I.E.L.D., because if the whispers are true everything is going to go to hell damn soon and damn fast, and he doesn't want to be here when it happens.

No.

He doesn't want her to be here when it happens.

He wants to whisk her away, wants to hide her in a place HYDRA will never be able to touch her.

He formulates a new plan every single day. He has contacts and safe houses all over the globe – he could take her to Moscow, to Florence, to Beijing. He thinks she'd like Budapest. They could stay low, stay unseen, at least until the dust settles. Until either party emerges victorious, or the two beasts of organizations kill each other in battle.

They could have a semi-normal life. Or at least pretend to have one. Maybe they could be happy.

Yet, as much as he plans and daydreams and wishes, he does nothing. He stays where he is, because of John, because his debt to him, and because… He knows Skye'd hate him if she knew the real him.

And yet whenever she smiles at him the urge to hide her away from all the ugliness of the world flares up in him once again.

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