A/N: I do not own S.H.I.E.L.D or any of the characters. Thank you for reading and I will try to update daily.

Skye's P.O.V

At first, there was no pain, just numbness. Her world was fraying at the edges and being consumed by darkness, peacefulness and emptiness. As her connection to this world weakened, she simply let it. There was no point in fighting any more, her whole life had been a battle that she was losing and this seemed like a good opportunity to surrender.

But she couldn't give in.

Just as she slipped into her final slumber a thought crossed her otherwise empty mind. It took control of her and gave her the strength she needed to win this war. All she had ever wanted was to be loved for who she was and to find a family which she now realised that she had. The misfit S.H.I.E.L.D. team that she was now a part of was her family and they wouldn't want her to give into this darkness. And, if they truly did love and accept her, she didn't want to hand herself over to the enemy either.

Everything after that was a blur. She could see Coulson, a look of defeat in his eyes as he desperately searched for her pulse, or any other sign that they weren't too late. She saw Simmons, with panic and extreme fear etched onto her face and then her vision faded back to darkness as sharp pains shot through her stomach and spread all through her as she was being lifted into the chamber.

After that nothing she saw made any sense, just blurred colours and flashes of light for what seemed like years. Once the miracle drug had been injected into her bloodstream things started to become more clear. She could feel the sheets beneath her, taking away the sensation of flying away from this world and she could hear the light hum of the bus lulling her deeper into sleep.

The next time she felt reality tugging her back she fully awoke and instantly wished she hadn't because of the unbearable pain that shuddered through her every time she breathed. As her eyelids started to lift the light was so intense that it seemed as though it would blind her. After a few minutes of adjustment she started taking in her surroundings and saw that she was in a hospital bed (which makes sense; considering how she felt right now) and sitting in the chair next to her bed was a figure but she couldn't make out who quite yet. They were gently grasping her hand in between theirs and whispering things that didn't quite reach her ears. She tried to squeeze her hand to a fist to make her consciousness known but she barely had enough energy left to keep her eyes open and as she felt herself slipping away again she heard the words being whispered to her, "I love you." And as she fell back to sleep those three words echoed through her head in the soothing voice that had spoken them.

Jemma's P.O.V

"I'm so sorry Agent Simmons, but if she doesn't wake up by the end of the week then we will have to take her off life support. Fury's orders." Coulson stated with a sorrowful look in his eyes. You can't believe it. You won't believe it. Skye is your whole world, without her on this bus you and Fitz would have resigned within the first month. Then you start to get angry. How can Coulson expect you to take the life out of the person you care about most? "No." It comes out as a growl, you are trying to stay calm but how can you? "You can't do that sir, she is much more stable and aware of what is happening around her now. Taking her off life support wouldn't be putting her out of her misery it would be murder!" You think you are shouting now, but you really can't tell because all you can hear is the ringing in your ears and all you see is red. "Jemma, I don't want to go through with it either but it isn't our choice to make." You hate that tone, it's so condescending and he is clearly trying to calm you down which just makes you more angry. "You can't!" You are screaming now, "If you do then I resign."

After you storm out you find yourself walking to the place you have spent most of the last two months. You have slept in that chair so many nights that it feels more comfortable than a bed ever could. You slam the door as hard as you can and as you sit in the chair next to Skye you can't help the tears that roll down your cheeks and the sobs that tear through your body. You start to speak to her; even though you know it's pointless because she won't be able to hear you. "Please come back Skye. We need you here. I need you here. I don't know what I'd do without you Skye, I-" You stop the words from leaving you lips just in time. Her eyes are open, she is looking you dead in the eye and you feel overjoyed.

Skye's P.O.V

She heard muffled voices invade her dreams. One seemed much more calm than the other and she couldn't help finding the voices familiar. Then the voices stopped abruptly and footsteps could be heard approaching her. There was a big noise, like a door being slammed. For the second time since she had almost left this earth, she awoke only this time instead of the peaceful sound of the bus she could hear crying. As she slowly became aware of what was going on she opened her eyes and saw that she was still in the hospital bed but this time she could see who the girl in the chair was. She simply stared at the girl, she felt like she should reach out to her and comfort her but she can't even imagine how agonising moving would be right now. Even with tears streaming down her face, the girl was beautiful beyond comprehension. And as she tried to remember who the girl was, words started tumbling from the girls mouth in the prettiest voice she had ever heard. The girl clearly knew her but she couldn't remember the girl. Suddenly the girl looked up at her and she could feel her heart skip a beat.