Hey babes! Here's the next, and probably last, installment of Skyeward Week! Day six prompt: In a galaxy far, far away. I think I strayed pretty far on this one, but I'm sure you'll like it.
Enjoy!
"You're starting your new job today out at Providence, right?"
Looking up from his holo pad, Grant turns his attention to his best friend, "Unfortunately."
"What do you mean unfortunately?" His friend asks him as he messes with one of his latest creations. "You get to spend every day with a Royal. Most people, if found in your situation, would consider that to be a real blessing."
"Yeah, well, in case you haven't noticed, Fitz, I'm not most people," he looks back down at his holo pad, sifting through all of the latest news.
"Oh I know," Fitz responds. "But still, you have to admit that as a Protector, this is a pretty cool job. Most Protectors just deal with guarding the city, or protecting Gifteds who aren't Royal in any way. You, my friend, are protecting the Royal Princess. I can think of many more Protectors who would love to have your job."
"Yeah, well, you can tell them all that they can happily take the job if they want it so badly."
"You don't mean that," Fitz replies, looking up quickly from his device.
"Oh but I do. Or are you forgetting the last few years?"
Fitz lets out a sigh, "Are you still going on about all that? You need to let it go, Grant. Yes we were all friends, but things changed. The two of you went down your different paths. You can't blame her for that. Blame the hierarchy of the whole system. If you ask me, I think the whole thing is ridiculous. I mean really, the fact that Normals and Gifteds can't finish out school together, as well as not being able to interact with each other during training, that's just cruel, I think. And not to mention, the term Normals is kind of offensive. What really is normal, anyways? I mean—"
"Fitz!" Grant exclaims, getting his friends' attention, "It's not the fact that we couldn't finish out school together that I'm upset about. Or that we couldn't interact while training."
"Then what?"
"It's the fact that she didn't even try and stay in contact with us. I mean, I know that she's the Princess, but you know it's never bothered me. And I know that she had to practice with her gift and everything so she was really busy a lot of the time. But still, since we were kids, she's never been one for following the rules to a tee. I half expected her to sneak out and come to my bunker every once in a while."
"You can't really blame her though," Fitz tells him, "It's not her fault that she wasn't able to sneak away. She's the Princess, and a Gifted. So obviously everyone is going to keep an extra close eye on her."
Grants sighs, "I know. It's just, things are probably going to be weird between us since we haven't seen each other in so long."
"You mean since the two of you haven't been able to not give in to the major amount of sexual tension between you two?" He raises a brow at his friend. "I swear man, it's a wonder that neither of you gave in to your feelings. You were driving us all crazy."
"Yeah well. It probably never would have worked out." A beeping form his holo pad alerts him. Looking down, he reads the alert and sighs.
Standing up from his chair, he shuts off his holo pad, sticking it in his duffel bag on the floor. He looks up at his friend, "Well, it's time for me to get going."
Fitz stands up as well, pulling his best friend into a hug. "Have fun with your new job."
"I doubt it," Grant says, picking up his duffel bag and swinging it up onto his shoulder as he makes his way from his bunker.
"So, I hear that you're getting a Protector today."
Looking up from the ball of blue fire she's been making in the palm of her hand, Skye turns her gaze to her best friend. "Yeah, unfortunately."
"What do you mean by that? Other than the fact that you're going to have a certain someone watching over you 24/7."
"It's not the fact that I'm getting a Protector, it's the guy that's going to be my Protector that I'm having trouble with."
"Ah, I see."
"It's just, things are going to be so weird between us, Jem," Skye tells her friend as she puts out the fire, stands up from her bed and makes her way over to her vanity. "We haven't seen each other in years, and the last time we were hanging out—"
"You still hadn't given in to your undeniable feelings towards him."
"Well when you put it like that," Skye says.
Jemma smiles at her friend, "I am putting it like that. You've known him for years, yet neither of you ever acted on your feelings towards one another. And don't even try to deny it, Skye, I know you better than you think I do."
Skye sighs heavily, "Fine. But it's not like it could have ever worked between us if something did happen. He's a Normal and I'm a Gifted."
"And the Princess."
"Right, and there's that. And I know that the fact that I'm the Princess has never bothered him, but now that he's going to be my Protector, it definitely wouldn't work. It's practically unheard of for a Royal and their Protector to be involved in anyway. I mean, except for Clint and Natasha, but if anyone ever tried to separate the two of them, they'd probably start a rebellion or something. But if he is how I remember him to be, he isn't one to start a rebellion. So I don't see how it could exactly work between us. And things are probably going to be too awkward anyways."
"I guess you'll find out when he shows up then, won't you?"
"Sure." Skye shrugs. "But even if things aren't awkward, it's like I just said, it'll never work. My parents won't allow it, all the other Gifteds would frown upon it because he isn't a Gifted as well. And then all of the Normals will start to believe that they can go after other Gifteds in a romantic-ish fashion, and it'll just be utter chaos. Do you really want that to happen?"
"You're over thinking it," Jemma tells her.
"Am I?" Skye raises an eyebrow.
Before Jemma can say another word, there is a knock at the door to Skye's room.
"Princess," the man on the other end says, "You're needed in the main chamber."
"I'll be down in a moment," she calls back. Turning to face Jemma, she gives her a nervous smiles, "Wish me luck." Then she turns and makes her way out of her bedroom.
"You'll wait here for the Princess," one of the servants says to Grant when they enter into the main chamber of Providence.
Looking around the enormous room, Grant begins to admire everything around him. Before he has the chance though, to really admire the room, a voice breaks him away from his own thoughts.
"Grant Ward."
Turning around fully, facing the large staircase, he sees her descending the stairs. "Princess Skye."
Skye rolls her eyes, "Stop with the 'Princess', please." She takes the last few stairs and makes her way towards him, stopping directly in front of him.
"Alright," he replies, "Hello, Skye."
Without any warning, Skye steps forward, wrapping her arms around Grant's neck in a hug. Grant hesitates, and then wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close.
"It's been too long," she whispers into his ear.
"Yes it has," he replies, pulling back from the hug.
When they pull away, they each have a smile on their faces.
"I guess I should probably show you to your room, and explain to you about your job."
Grant shrugs, "Probably."
Skye smiles at him, "Follow me then." She gestures behind her at the staircase and turns towards it, beginning to ascend it. Grant picks up his duffel bag, following after Skye up the staircase.
"Okay," Skye begins as the two of them make their way down the long corridor. "You'll have a room here at Providence, obviously, just down the hall from mine, so in case there's any trouble, you won't be too far. You can eat all of your meals here too, though I'm afraid that you'll have to eat with the rest of the servants and Protectors. I wish we could eat meals together, but that's just not the way it works."
"Okay. Not a huge deal."
"The kitchen is just off the main chamber, second door on the left. You have a full bathroom attached to your bedroom, and then there are many more scattered throughout. Um, you'll have access to a few of the rooms throughout Providence. You're biometrics have already been programmed into the Providence system."
"What about my job?" Grant asks her.
Skye smiles, "Yes, the job. You are to escort me everywhere I go within the city limits, as well as outside of the city limits, should it be necessary. You are to always be watching me, and looking out for potential threats on my life. That sort of thing. Also, you aren't allowed to come into my bedroom, unless there is some kind of danger." She stops in front of a tall wooden door, "This is my room, your room is just over there." She points to another tall wooden door not too far from where they are standing, on the opposite wall.
"Okay," Grant replies. "So, if I'm not allowed in your room, does that mean you aren't allowed in my room?"
Skye smirks, "Oh, no. I can come and go as I please," she steps slightly closer to him, "I am the Princess after all."
"That you are," he smiles down at her.
All at once, Grant drops his duffel bag to the floor, and steps forward, placing his hands on Skye's waist, pulling her to him. With one fell swoop, he pulls their bodies close, fusing their lips together with a passion he didn't know he had. Skye doesn't hesitate to kiss him back, bring her arms up to wrap around his neck. Grant's hands slide around to her lower back, trying to get their bodies closer together.
"We should get inside," Skye whispers as she kisses along Grant's jaw line, nipping at his earlobe.
Grant hisses. "Thought I'm not allowed in your room," he reminds her.
"No one has to know." She smiles at him.
He grins, "There's the mischievous girl I've always known." Dipping his head down to recapture her lips, he reaches behind her back with one of his hands to push her bedroom door open. Clumsily stepping inside, Grant slams the door closed with her back against it, trailing hot kisses all down her neck.
"The bed," Skye gasps as he hits a sensitive spot on her skin.
Picking her up, Grant wraps his arms tightly around her legs to hold her in place. He carries the both of them over to the bed, gently laying Skye down and crawling on top of her. "We might get caught doing this," Grant tells her as he stops his kissing to look deep into her eyes.
"I know," Skye replies.
"I could lose my job as your Protector."
"I know," she says again. "But you obviously don't mind, because you aren't stopping."
"How could I, when I've wanted this for so long."
"Not as much as I have." She says back.
Grant smiles and dives back in for another searing kiss, "I've missed you so much," he whispers against her lips.
Skye pulls back to look at him, "Show. Don't tell."
And he does just that.
One week later
"Show me again," Grant says as he and Skye lie together in her bed, curled together. He is sitting up slightly against the headboard of her large bed, Skye's head resting on his chest. Grant had one arm wrapped around Skye's waist to hold her close, while she has one of her arms doing the same to him.
Holding her closed palm up in front of Grant's face, she opens it, letting a small blue fire slowly build within her palm, hovering just above her skin.
"Still amazing every time," he whispers with a smile as he passes the tips of her fingers through the peak of the flame. "And it's not hurting me."
"That's because I don't want to hurt you," she tells him, "If I want to hurt someone with this, I can. Though I'd really rather not hurt anyone."
"As long as I'm around, you won't even hurt anyone in self defense. I promise that I'm going to protect you as best as I can, for as long as I can."
"I believe you," Skye tells him, closing her palm to cut off the flame. She lets her hand drop against his chest, beginning to draw random shapes into his skin. "You've been doing a really great job so far. I just don't want you to get hurt while protecting me."
"One of the hazards of being a Protector," he reminds her.
She sighs, "I know. I just don't think I'd be able to cope if something really bad happened to you. And are we really doing, whatever this is?" she gestures between them. "Because there could be so many horrible consequences for you if we were found out. And I don't want anything to happen to you because of me, and I just—"
"Hey," he says, using his hand to tilt her chin so she is looking at him, "Don't talk like that okay? Nothing bad has happened to me yet, and as far as I know, no one knows anything about us. So let's not worry about it. Let's just focus on what's right in front of us. Each other."
She gives him a small smile, "You've always known just what to say."
He smiles back, dropping his head to place a kiss to her temple. "I'm so glad I was assigned as your Protector."
She smiles, cuddling closer to him. "Me too."
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