Hi guys! This is my first SHIELD fanfic (so please be nice) and I'm really excited about posting this story :) So I be had these one shot ideas in my head for quite awhile... (Actually since the first SkyeWard moment :) and I'm so sorry I'm just now posting it! This chapter, titled Honesty takes place in SHIELD's Pilot when Agent Grant Ward (couldn't u just die!?) gets injected with the truth serum. This fanfic will (hopefully) go in chronological order... Hope you all enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: All rights belong to Joss Whedon and the multimillion Marvel Universe (not me :( I wouldn't mint owning Ward though ;)

Chapter I: Honesty~

Agent Grant Ward jumped about a foot in the air when Coulson shoved a needle right into his bicep.

"I'm sorry, did that hurt,"asked Phil Coulson, innocently.

"No, but you've lost your mind! You should never do that to another team member! And yes, it did hurt a little bit, but I always try to mask my pain in front of beautiful women because I think it makes me look more masculine. My GOD this stuff works fast," exclaimed Agent Ward. Said "beautiful" woman sat across from him, looking entirely to fetching in that tight, low cut, darn purple shirt, smirking. Coulson turned and addressed her.

"Don't trust us? Ask him anything you like..."

"Wait," called Ward, in desperation. "You can't just- This is definatly not protocall!" Apparently Coulson didn't care what Ward had to say... the door slammed shut, leaving Grant with the dangerous lioness. She turned to him, a coy smile on her face. She walked behind him, trailing her fingers across his shoulders, leaned down and whispered "Let's play." Those two words brought shivers to the agent's body and he knew he was in trouble.

"You seem nervous, Agent Ward," observed the woman, taking off her black, leather jacket and leaning forward.

"There is no way I am going to reveal classified information to a woman who is hellbent on taking us down-"

"Have you ever killed anyone," Skye interrupted. His answer was immediate.

"Yes, a few... High risk targets. But they were terrible people, who were trying to hurt nice people. I didn't feel good afterwards," Ward confessed. Skye was loving this truth serum right now.

"And does your Grandmother know?"

"Gramsy?" Grant whispered, his voice breaking. He watched her out of the corner of his brown eyes, analyzing her every move. She began to pace in front of him.

"Shield..." Skye mused. "That would stand for Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division right?" Grant nodded his affirmation. How did she know this? He didn't know what SHIELD meant until last week!

"And what does that mean?"

"Someone really wanted our name to spell out SHIELD."

"And what does "SHIELD" do?"

"We're the line between the world and the much weirder world. We protect people from news they aren't ready to hear. And when we can't do that, we keep them safe." Ward noticed something flash in the woman's eyes. She was impressed with his answer. Surprised, but impressed none the less.

She smirked triumphantly. "But your secret is out! For decades, your organization stayed in the shadows, hiding the truth, but now we know-they're among us. Heroes... and monsters. The world is full of wonders... We can't explain everything we see. But our eyes are open. So what now? There are no more shadows for you to hide in. Something impossible just happened. What are you going to do about it?"

"That was your fault," snarled Ward, jumping up and striding towards Skye.

"My fault," she laughed in disbelief. They were now standing chest to chest, The black ops agent towering over her. "I saw the battle of New York... And try as you might, so did the world."

"Because why?" Grant asked, smiling calmly... Too calmly. "Why does the world know about superheroes? Why is Thor on the news!? Hell, why is he in a MOVIE!?"

"Because-"

"Because you told the world, you hacked into Level Seven, classified records, without our knowing-"

"Admit it, Ward. Your impressed."

"Pah- no... Maybe... maybe just a little..."

"Ha! I impressed you, I'll accept my award now."

"Your an ass."

"I prefer... 'asset.' I could be a valuable tool," she whispered, seductivly, fingering his collar. She leaned forward, ghosting her lips over his. "Thank you... Grant." She pulled herself away and began to walk torwards the metal enforced door.

"Wait," cried Grant, slightly breathless. "Where are you going?" She paused, her hand resting on the steel lever. She turned to face him, a smile dancing across her lips.

"Sorry, Agent Ward... My hour's up."

"I could get A. C. to jab you with the truth serum... Make you spill your little heart out to me again," she taunted.

"Rookie? I hate to break it to you... There's no truth serum."

"What?"

A/N: SOOOO... What did you think? Liked it? Loved it? Think it could be better? Please let me know! But please, no flames. I hope Ward wasn't OOC... its really hard to capture his personality... Anyway keep an eye out for an update sometime this weekend... Please R&R :)