"Would you stop pacing, it's distracting" Raina irritably looked at Ward. Ward sent her daggers but stopped and leaned against the lab desk. Raina stopped what she was doing and looked at him. "You really care about them don't you?" Ward sighed clearly annoyed.

"You know I am really getting tired of people asking me that, they didn't compromise me, I kept my emotions in check."

Raina raised her eyebrow, "Oh really, then why didn't Garrett take you with him to take care of the team?"

Ward was losing his patience, "Because he needed me here to make sure that the bus stays secure, and his orders are not for you to question or analyze."

Raina said nothing back but clearly didn't believe him. Ward didn't even believe what he said, but he refused to accept that he cared as much as he did, he would not let it make him weak.

He was tired of sitting in the lab with Raina, it made him uncomfortable to sit there long without something to distract him. He left to go to the main cabin. He needed something to busy himself with so his mind would stop wandering back to the team.

He started checking weapon supplies when Garrett came parading in with the biggest, sickest smile on his face.

"What a success, I'm really sorry you couldn't come with us boy, but man that was cool." Ward was slightly confused by Garrett's enthusiasm and noticed that he didn't have any of the team with him.

"Where's Coulson and the team?"

Garrett slapped Ward on the back.

"It's over son, we got rid of them, you don't have to worry about them anymore." Ward still didn't get it and stared blankly at Garrett.

"Son, they're dead. It was so much easier than we thought it was going to be to. I thought that we were going to have to take them out one by one, and I was really looking forward to sticking one in Coulson, but man they were just in all one place, so I thought 'What the hell' let's just blow them up. It was a pretty cool explosion too." Garrett kept talking but Ward wasn't listening. He couldn't breathe. Dead. They were all dead. He suddenly imagined Fitz and Simmons, their bodies blown to pieces, Coulson and May, disembodied never to see the world again. They were weaknesses, and now they are eliminated, you should be happy. Ward played that lie over and over in his head but he couldn't bring himself to believe it. Ward woke out of his trance when he heard Garrett say Skye's name.

"I am sorry sir what about Skye?"

Garrett smirked.

"Oh hey Romeo, don't worry I saved your Juliet. We made sure we got her out before the blast. She is much more use to us alive then dead."

Ward felt his spirits rise just a little knowing that she was alive, but he knew she was in serious danger. "Where is she now?"

"In interrogation, I told my men to rough her up a bit, just so she gets the idea of who's in charge before we start with her."

Ward swallowed hard he thought he might be sick, but Garrett continued. "Son, I know you have a soft spot for her and she knows it too, and she is going to use that to get to you. I can't let that happen, so I need you to go in there and handle the situation appropriately." Garrett handed Ward a bag of sharp tools, "she needs to know where your loyalties lie." Garrett looked at Ward, this was a test to see how much Skye had really compromised him.

Ward took the bag of tools and headed towards Skye.

He walked towards the interrogation room. The bag of tools felt heavy in his hands, and made him walk slower. He walked into the room to see two men standing over a beaten Skye tied to a chair.

In that moment Ward realized that he couldn't do what Garrett wanted him to do. Skye was not a dog that he could shoot in the woods, she wasn't someone that he could control his emotions with. She was his ultimate weakness and he knew it, but he couldn't hurt her.

Ward barked at the men to get out. It was just him and Skye.

She looked up at him, a bruise was forming on her cheeks and she had a large gash on her head, but her eyes were alert, and angry. She noticed the bag of tools in Ward's hands.

Nothing was said for a while. Skye was the first one to speak.

"How dare you." Ward looked at her confused, "Excuse me?"

Skye struggled against her binds, "HOW DARE YOU WARD! HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME! YOU KILLED THEM! YOU SICK BASTARD! YOU KILLED THEM!" Tears were streaming down her face.

Ward shot back, "Hey! I was not a part of that, I would never, I wouldn't have," he couldn't the words to explain his situation to her. "You don't understand." He tried.

Skye scoffed, tears still falling down her face her voice dripping with sarcasm, "That's right I forgot, I don't understand your special situation that excuses all the people you've killed."

Ward was falling apart, he tried to fight his emotions, do what Garrett asked him to do, but looking at Skye he was unraveled.

"Damn it Skye! I didn't know Garrett was going to kill them! I thought he would take them in for questioning or at least arrest them, he never once mentioned to me that his plan was to kill them. And if I would've known," Ward was pacing now, tears threatening to fall down his face. He was angry at Garrett for killing the team, for Skye throwing it in his face, but mainly at himself. "I should've known, I would've warned the team, I should've known, I should have done something." He was crying now. He figured Garrett was watching this whole thing unfold on camera but Ward just didn't care. Ward turned to Skye her eyes had softened but tears still fell down her face. He reached out to touch her face but she pulled away.

Suddenly the door was thrust open and Garrett walked in. Ward quickly wiped his tears, embarrassed now of his moment of weakness.

"Well wasn't that a tender moment." Garrett was standing behind Skye a hand on her shoulder. He bent down so he was next to her face.

"You know darling, this poor man really does love you. But you see for people like Ward love is a weakness, and weaknesses need to be taken care of. Isn't that right Ward?" Garrett looked up at Ward, who tightened his jaw, his body had gone rigid.

"You see darling I think that now you have become more trouble than you are worth," Garrett pulled out his gun and put it to Skye's head. Ward instinctively pulled out his gun but became hesitant when he realized who he was aiming at.

Garrett faced Ward, "You have a choice to make here son. Either you let me shoot this girl or you have to shoot me." Ward froze, his heart was beating through his chest. Garrett clearly upset over Ward's hesitation yelled, "Are you going to save this girl, this girl who makes you weak, who will never forgive you let alone love you for what you have done or shoot the man who pulled you out a living hell and gave you a new life."

Ward gripped his gun, it was still pointed at Garrett. "SON, make a decision because I am going to kill this girl in 15 seconds."

Suddenly Skye spoke up her voice surprisingly confident, "Prove me wrong Ward, prove to me that the Ward I knew is still there somewhere…"

Garrett pushed the gun harder into her head, "Times up, she's dead Ward."

And then a shot rang out.