Skye groaned. Her head was pounding and her limbs ached like hell. It was then she realised was tied to a fucking chair then to make things even better someone slapped her, hard. She winced as her head was thrown to the side by the force and groaned again. A melodic chuckle reverberated through wherever she was.
" I'll assume you're awake then," a feminine voice came.
Skye's eyes opened and she winced at the light of the room. Suddenly she saw her. The Blond. The beautiful tall vicious blond. Everything came back, the rescue mission to get Simmons out of hydra and the blond who had very literally shocked her with an electric stick to the point of blacking was scared but she knew one thing for sure she would die before she would ever hail Hydra.
"Fan-fucking-tastic" Skye groaned"Just kill me now."
The blond smirked and chuckled again, her melodic voice captivating Skye despite the situation. She shook her head telling herself to get her head in the game.
"No, I don't think I will"
"What do want?," Skye growled getting straight back to the point.
"Just a tinsy bit of info." The blond said with false sweetness and a fake smile.
"I'm sorry but I don't know what you're talking about"
The blonde's eyebrows raised as she grinned maliciously,"Playing dumb, really?"
"I don't understand," Skye said innocently.
The Blonde knelt down in front of Skye,"Look we have ways to making people like you talk most of which hurt a lot more than necessary and tend to leave a lot of scaring so unless you want to lose some fingers and toes, I'd start talking."
"sorry but as I said I have no idea what you're going on about", Skye replied as her voice hardened as she internally shivered at the threat, "and even if I did I wouldn't tell you anything, but by all means do your worst!"
The Blond laughed that beautiful grin still gracing her worthy lips.
"Bobbi, Bobbi Morse", Skye tilted her head sideways and looked at her confused, "It's my name"
Skye looked at her in shock. This beautiful hydra agent had just willingly told her name to a trained-ish shield agent.
"Skye." Bobbi raised an eyebrow in question "Orphaned, no family, no last name."
And then suddenly she realised she was doing it too. Had they drugged her, was this some twisted method of torture?
Bobbi laughed obviously seeing her confusion then studied her for a moment before getting up, walking around the chair she was tied to and untieing the rope around her wrists. Skye brought her hands forward to her lap in confusion while gently rubbing her rope burnt wrists and watching Bobbi carefully. Bobbi walked back around before offering Skye her had which the smaller girl took hesitantly and was lifted to her feet and let go of the blond surprisingly soft hand. But due to fatigue and a deep ache in left before she could get her balance back her knees buckled and she started to fall only to be caught in the graceful arms of Bobbi Morse who picked Skye up bridal style in one smooth movement and started to walk out of the dark desolate cell. All while holding Skye close to her warm chest.
