Living the life of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, one has to come to accept that a tomorrow is never guaranteed. A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent must perform to their best of their ability to complete a mission, even if it results in the ultimate sacrifice. Skye has come to accept that in order to save hundreds, her life may be the pay off. Oddly, she wasn't afraid.
Prior to the life of an agent, the thought of dying to save others never crossed Skye's mind. She has a lot to thank in regards of her transformation from pain in the ass hacktivist to a stern agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. The two bullets in her abdomen, her countless training sessions, but most importantly following the rise of Hydra, the traitorous Grant Ward.
To learn the news that Grant was a sleeper agent for Hydra, it absolutely tore Skye. Besides Myles, this was the man that Skye developed genuine feelings for. Everything she came to know quickly turned into a lie. She felt broken, disgusted, and irate. How could the man, she may possibly love, be the monster she's supposed to protect the world from?
Two years following the rise of Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D. finally gained the strength, resources, and capability of overthrowing the immoral organization. Finally receiving valuable Intel on a highly secured Hydra compound, S.H.I.E.L.D. saw this as their chance of finally putting an end to this war. The only issue is, S.H.I.E.L.D. needed a person who can gain clearance on the inside. Someone who can deteriorate Hydra from the heart. Someone who is Grant Ward.
Grant managed to keep himself off the radar. He resided to a cabin in the woods where he lived a life where the outside world didn't exist. It was much to his unpleasant surprise when he found himself back in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hands. Grant found himself bagged, dragged, and put into a once familiar interrogation room aboard the bus.
"As much as I don't want this, Ward. Shield needs you." Coulson began. "We finally reached an opportunity to put a stop to this war."
"Coulson, what do you expect for me?" Grant was arrogant. "Don't you see, I left this all behind for a reason."
"I understand. If I had a choice, you would be the last on my list." Coulson's expression was stoic. It pained him to turn to Ward. "This is big, Ward. You're all we have, unfortunately."
"Can I ask what you need me to do?" Ward asked.
"Since you've had previous ties to Hydra, we need you to retie yourself to them. Become one of them, work your way up, and destroy them from the inside." Responded Coulson.
"And what if I say no?" Grant stood up from the chair.
"Well…" Coulson walked over Grant, "you don't have much of a choice." Coulson cuffed Grant back down to the chair. "And don't think about breaking out of these cuffs, we've upgraded since your last prison break." Coulson began to walk to the exit.
"Well since I'm unwillingly stuck here, can I ask you one more question?" Grant stared at Coulson's back.
"Fine." There was a hint of aggravation in Coulson's voice.
"How the hell did you find me?"
Coulson chucked, "she can find anyone."