Skye hasn't seen Ward since the day she put four bullets into him. Her mind tends to wander back to that moment she pulled that trigger. Peeling back her layers, the satisfaction of seeing Ward drop to the ground emerged into a feeling of remorse. Sure, the man deserved it, but it was the fact that Skye may have taken his life is what hurt her the most.
Never turn your back on your enemy. You taught me that.
Those could possibly be the last words Ward would ever hear. The guilt Skye felt acted as a weight, just pulling her down a black hole. When Skye has her alone time, she finds herself thinking about the old days. The days before Hydra. The days before Grant turned out to be a traitor.
The way he looked at her when telling his moment.
The way I am trying to protect you.
Battleship.
Say it Ward! Say it!
…You sank my battleship.
The day Skye became an official Agent of Shield.
I'm not a clairvoyant, but I do believe some things are meant to be.
Memories Skye has desperately tried burying away, but somehow find a way of resurfacing. It wasn't until Skye was reunited with her parents and the other Inhumans that she felt the weight of the guilt easing off. It was nice to have someone to talk to like Lincoln. It was a much-needed distraction from the past. Just maybe she can finally let go of those memories that remained between her and Grant. Finally close the chapter on him.
But somehow something always drags her back, and in this case it wasn't the memory of him. As Hydra ambushed Cal's old office building, Skye was ordered to leave. Not knowing that the same time Coulson along with Grant was on a mission to find her.
Then it happened. Skye stopped dead in her tracks, and they locked eyes. It was only for a brief moment, but in those seconds Skye's heart ached. He was alive. He was with Coulson. Those feelings she buried long before with his memories came back.
Oh my God, super spy is ticklish!
What I want is to stay here with you, and pretend the world outside doesn't exist.
Feel like you and me, wrong foot. Can I buy you a drink?
There's never a good time. We've gotta start somewhere.
No matter the case, they find each other. It never fails. And the way he looked at her, Skye knew those feelings weren't just one sided.
"Skye?!" A relieved Coulson shouted, breaking their gaze.
"Coulson?" Skye began running towards him only to be snatched away by Gordon under orders of her mother.
- 2 months later -
They always find each other. It never fails.
She's sitting on the ground, back against the wall, in the interrogation room of the bus. She's got a bottle of scotch in one hand and a picture of her parents in the other. Tensions between the Inhumans and Shield have reached a high. It's on a brink of an all out Civil War leaving Skye in the middle. Does she remain loyal to Shield? The first sense of family and love she's ever felt, or does she remain loyal to her real parents and the Inhumans?
He walks in looking for something, but quickly notices her sitting against the wall.
You can stay, if you want.
"Sorry." Grant mutters reaching for the door.
"You can stay…if you want." Skye says, almost in a whisper.
Grant slowly walks over to her, and slides down next to her grabbing the bottle of scotch from her.
"I think you've had enough." Says Grant as he twists the cap back on and places it out of her reach.
Someday you'll understand.
"Is this how you felt?" Skye asks looking at the ground. Her skin felt like it was crawling. Her eyes being prickled by tears that have yet to fall.
"What do you mean?" Grant asked.
"Garrett and Shield. Choosing your loyalty." Skye's voice began to crack, a tear slowly dropping down her cheek. "Is this how you felt?"
"Yes." Grant answered.
I promised you I'd never lie to you.
Taking a shaky breath, Skye forced herself to look at Grant. As the tears continued down her cheeks, "I guess someday has arrived."
My shoulder's free.
Grant didn't speak another word. He gently laced his fingers with hers and pressed his lips to her temple. Skye rested her head on his shoulder. They remained like that for hours.
- 3 months later -
The Shield base was under attack. Cal and his band of inhumans led the attack. After Skye chose to remain loyal to Shield, Cal didn't take it particularly well. As agents and inhumans were dropping left and right, Skye found herself separated from Grant.
Be careful.
…You too.
It was absolute havoc in the base. Grant went off to find Fitzsimmons, while Skye found herself looking for her father. She knew she would find Grant when this was all over. They always find each other.
Skye confronted Cal in hopes that he can be reasonable, but instead broke out into a huge fight. As a banged up Skye stood over her father, she couldn't find it in her heart to end the monster's life. She let him go.
You two can be monsters together.
As Cal left, Skye took it upon herself to find Grant. There were explosions left and right; she was surrounded by the sounds of gunshots. The air smelled of metal, Skye's vision was limited due to smoke, and there was debris everywhere.
Whoa did you get shot?
"Skye?" A familiar voice croaked from the ground. Skye's heart sank. She found him, just like she always will.
Skin deep. Nothing to worry about.
Skye noticed Grant on the ground. Without any hesitation, she rushed to his side. A pool of blood surrounded him.
"Grant let me see." Skye was searching his body for his wounds, but there was just too many of them. He didn't seem like he was in any pain as her frantic hands ran all over him.
But I try to mask my pain in front of a beautiful woman.
Skye couldn't hold back her tears. "Grant please, we have to get you out of here…I can't…" Skye was trembling. "I can't lose you."
It's love.
Grant calmly grabbed her hands, which forced Skye to look at him in the eyes. Nothing else mattered when their eyes locked. The havoc around them subsided. It was just them. Their memories. Their love.
So you are saying that your feelings for me…
They're real, Skye.
You and I see the world differently.
I think that's beautiful, pieces of solving a puzzle.
Not if it means you're safe.
"You found me." Grant whispered.
"Of course." Skye responded. "Maybe something's are just meant to be."