Hey guys! I'm back with another story. I just had this idea in my head for a loooong time and finally I started putting it down! Yay

Quite a bit of drama here… sorry not sorry :D

Anyways, enjoy it and you know, reviews are always welcome (I love your reviews!)

Water. Water everywhere. Where did all the water come from anyway? I couldn't breathe, couldn't remember why I was in the water and what had happened to me. I struggled to breathe but there was no oxygen, just water, water everywhere. I opened my eyes and saw that I was indeed surrounded by water. Salty water filled my mouth, my lungs my eyes and my ears. Ocean, I was probably in the ocean. But what was I doing there?

Think, Skye. Think.

I need to get out of this water and quick. My body had already become weak but I made a huge effort to get myself to the water's surface. In fact, it was like hell and took almost everything I had to get myself out of the cold water.

Finally I was able to take a deep breath of air. I coughed and looked around, my vision hazy. Where was I? Did it really matter?

The water was incredibly cold. It was ice cold. I was freezing and most of my body was numb. The more time passed the less cold I felt and saw less and less sense in fighting the water. Was there anything to fight for? Was there? I couldn't think of any answer. Maybe that's how it was supposed to be. Maybe I was supposed to fall into the darkness. Disappear. It would be as if I never existed. It's not that anyone cared. I could disappear under the water and find peace. Because it was such an easy thing to do.

Just stop fighting. Just stop breathing. Close my eyes. Let go. Easy.

Without thinking twice I let my body relax and closed my eyes. Then it was water again. Water everywhere, just water and darkness. No one was going to save me. I didn't have anyone. I didn't need anyone, didn't want anyone. Though maybe I did want someone but maybe I just wanted to cease existing.

Ward was searching desperately for Skye. They were on a mission and all of a sudden it had gone wrong. They had to split, which was a decision he regretted now. She was nowhere to be seen. He's looked for his Rookie everywhere but it was as if she had vanished. He was more than sure she couldn't have gone too far so she must be somewhere here. He had to find that girl because he sure as hell wasn't going anywhere without her hand firmly in his.

Where was she?

Worry and desperation started getting the best of him. He had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling. Something has happened to his Skye. He just had this feeling that he didn't have too much time, in fact he probably had too little time to find her until it was too late. He's wasted too much precious time searching for her already without any result.

He ran around calling her name and looking in every damn corner but there was no sign of her. How could it be possible? She was there less than half an hour ago and now he couldn't find her anywhere. Where are you, Skye?

Then he reached the ocean. He stood there on the cliff and looked down at the water. That's when an awful feeling washed over him. He just felt that she was there. DOWN there.

Not wasting any more time he activated his ear piece and shouted to the team:

"Skye is down! Need immediate help! PLEASE hurry up!"

Then he got rid of his vest and guns as fast as lightening and jumped into the water hoping she was still alive and he didn't lose her forever.

It took a lot of time to find her there. She's gone too deep into the ocean. He wondered how long she's been in the water. He managed to grab her and made his way up to the water's surface.

As he came to the surface he became awfully aware of how deathly pale she was. It made his insides turn upside down to see her like this. His cheerful and life-loving Rookie pale like death.

He hurried to the shore and hoped that the team would be there soon. She needed help. He desperately needed someone to help her. He felt desperation and fear. If he let it in, it would paralyze him and he couldn't afford that. He needed to bring her to the shore and to make her breathe again. She had no right to die on him.

Finally Grant managed to bring her out of the water and laid her onto the ground carefully afraid to hurt her even more than she already was. He went to check on her and a terrifying realization hit him that she neither was breathing nor had a pulse. Trying not to panic and completely freak out, which was extremely hard when his precious Rookie was so pale and basically looked dead, he started performing CPR on her.

After he had done 30 compressions she didn't start breathing so he started repeating the same thing but adding two breaths to her mouth to the compressions.

Needless to say all of it was emotionally exhausting to Ward because Skye showed no signs of life. He tried to stay strong for her sake and bring her back to the world of living. That was the only thing that kept him going. Skye's life was in his hands and he wasn't ever going to give up on her.

That's how the team found him, them.

Simmons nearly broke down when she saw her pale as death. He could see the bio-chemist tried her best not to cry. She knew all too well their team member needed immediate help.

Everyone else was as shocked as Simmons. No one expected to see their hacktivist looking like death just about one hour after seeing her perfectly healthy and alive.

Simmons collected herself quickly and was ready to fight for her best friend. That was what Skye was for her. Her best friend, her sister.

"We need to move her and get her to a hospital FAST. She needs serious medical help. Ward, do not stop until she has a heartbeat. We need to move you both"

So here. I wonder what you think ;)