Hello everyone! So this is a new story based off a set of gifs that lilithjow made and has given me permission to write a story based off of these gifs. I hope you all like it.

Chapter 1: Gone

It all started on a mission gone wrong. Oh God, I hate when stories start like that, it's so cliché. Sorry, let me try again. My name is Skye and this is the story of how I'm dating a ghost.

Now some of you are already probably skeptical and at first I thought I was being drugged and that I was high off something but I had Simmons check. Nothing, completely normal. He's a ghost, but he's my ghost and I can't let him go.

Let me start from the beginning so you actually know what I'm talking about. Like I said, it all started on a mission gone wrong.

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"Okay it's a simple data retrieval mission. Skye and Ward you'll go in from the back May and I will come in through the front. FitzSimmons you'll be running comms and watching the area for hostiles." Coulson said strapping on his vest. Ward, May, and I already had ours on and guns ready.

We were breaking into what was supposed to be an abandoned centipede warehouse to try and gain any intel we could on their operation with one of the servers that had been left behind.

I was following close behind Ward 'watching his six' as he'd said and I had my gun up trained on the space in front of me. We entered in through one of the back wooden doors clearing the room when hell broke lose. I brushed against the wall when my vest got snagged on something.

"Ward." I whisper called out as he continued to move. "Ward!" I said a little louder this time gaining his attention.

"Skye, we don't have time for this, come on." I rolled my eyes. He was such an idiot.

"Don't you think I would if I could Robot?" I retorted rolling my eyes. "My vest is stuck on something and I can't get out. Ward lowered his gun and holstered it letting out what was clearly an annoyed sigh. "What are you doing Ward?" I asked alarmed as he began to take off his vest.

"I'm not leaving you behind and I'm not leaving you unprotected. You're taking my vest once I get you out of yours." He explained as he finished taking his off and began to get me out of mine.

If you've never watched an attractive man take off a tactical vest…then you've no idea just how hot he looked showing off all those muscles. Ward was already wearing that skintight black long sleeve shirt. That shirt that hugged and squeezed every muscle in his upper body.

"Skye." His voice snapped me out of my thoughts (probably for the best) and brought me back to reality.

"Huh?" I questioned wondering just what I'd missed.

"You can't be zoning out. We could be attacked at any moment." He reprimanded.

"Skye, Ward come in, where are you?" Coulson said through the earpiece.

"Just having a bit of a wardrobe situation. We'll be back in action in a moment." Ward said. "Now, slip out of your vest." When did it undone? He was too distracting for his own good. I did as he said and took the one he held outstretched to me.

"What about you?" I asked worried.

"I'll be fine, just watch my back and don't try to be a hero." He said un-holstering the ICER and switching the safety off.

"Ready?" He asked me as I finished strapping it on.

"Ready." I affirmed with a nod grabbing out my own ICER. Ever since being shot by Quinn he was always so protective of me when he really didn't have to be. He had been training me well; I was better and stronger. I was ready for this kind of fieldwork.

"Oh my God! Ward there's a high energy reading right above you!" Simmons voice shouted over the comms.

"Thermal imaging confirms it's one of the super soldiers." Fitz added their voices portraying their worry and concern.

Fear flooded through me and the ceiling came crashing down. In the next moment I felt Ward's hand on my vest pushing me as hard as he could. I went stumbling back into the wall and fell as my head connected with the wall. A sharp pain exploded behind my eyes but I managed to keep them open to watch as Ward dodged the first punch and fired his ICER. A fist of the soldier connected with Ward and sent him flying back across the room. Finally recovered enough I shot at the soldier but every shot he ignored as though it was just a spitball and I was a bully bothering him. He kept ignoring me and heading straight for Ward.

"Hey!" I yelled trying to divert him off of Ward who was still struggling to get up. "May, Coulson! I need back up now!" I shouted into my comm charging toward the super soldier. I threw a punch and knocked him back a little but now his attention was on me. Great going Skye, let's just rush into this without thinking of what to do next. Brilliant plan. He reached his hand out and grabbed me by the neck lifting me off the ground.

My throat felt like I was being wrapped in a metal vise grip. My lungs were burning as I tried to fight for breath. Shots rang out from where Ward was. One must have hit the right spot because the soldier dropped me. Gasping for air I fell on my hands and knees. Another shot rang out and I looked up horrified at what I saw. He had been shot in the chest. Our eyes met and he slumped sideways against the way. Panic and fear filled my chest. Choking I scrambled forward over to him.

"Ward!" I coughed out.

"It's okay. I'm fine." He panted as blood began pouring from his chest.

"No you're not." I croaked tears beginning to spill from my eyes. I knew he must have been in a lot of pain but he still reached his hand up and put it on my cheek.

"It's okay beautiful." He murmured his eyes meeting mine for a second. There seemed to be a gleam within those deep hazel orbs of his. That is before they began to flutter shut.

"No! Ward! Ward! Grant!" I shouted shaking him as tears flowed down my face, my voice raspy. I grabbed him, holding him in my arms pressing my hand against the streaming blood to try and stop it.

All other noises had been drowned out; my focus was purely on Grant. He was dying in front of my arms and I knew nothing about how to stop it. Suddenly he was being pulled out of my arms. I resisted at first not letting him go until I saw that it was Coulson and May. Coulson had draped Ward over his shoulder and I felt May pull me up but I was too numb. All I could do was stare down at my blood-covered hands. Everything was so blurred, so jumbled but my mind was clear. Ward. He was the only thing on my mind. I needed him to survive. He had to survive. I couldn't breathe right and it wasn't because I'd been choked.

I was slumped against the cargo bay of the BUS staring off in the distance as Simmons worked on Ward. I was so lost in memories that I nearly missed Coulson walking up to me. He knelt down beside me and the look in his eye said it all, the hand that he put on my face just broke the floodgates. "He's gone Skye. I'm so sorry." Coulson's voice sounded so sad and heartbroken and that only increased the pain in my chest. I gripped onto Coulson and held him tight in a hug weeping into his shoulder. Grant Ward was gone and I'd never told him how I felt. Never kissed him. I'd never said anything to him and now I never would. I held him crying until there was no more water to leave my body, until all I was left with was a gaping hole in my heart the size of Texas with an overwhelming sadness I didn't know how to cope with.

Coulson helped me up and brought me over to where Ward lie on the table, bloody, his face devoid of any sign of life, draining in color. A blanket lay atop his body leaving his face exposed. Seeing him dead brought out the reservoirs again and my knees went weak nearly folding in on me. "Grant." I cried clutching his hand. "Come back to me please. Come back." Coulson held me up, keeping an arm around my waist as I cried over the man who could have become so much more to me than just my close friend and S.O.

"Skye, you have to let him go." Coulson said softly, tears in his own eyes.

"No, I can't." I shook my head vigorously. "I…I…loved him." I whispered, my voice shaking.

Coulson just held me tighter and kissed my head as more tears fell from my red puffy eyes. Coulson pulled me away from where Ward lie and led me upstairs. I followed him, my mind numb and heart shattered. After he left me sitting on my bed I walked out feeling like a zombie and found myself standing in front of Ward's room. Opening the door I walked in and closed it undressing. I searched his drawers and grabbed out his grey T-shirt putting it on. I held it up to my nose and inhaled, breathing in his scent. It was musky yet fresh and clean and smelled faintly of his Axe Phoenix cologne he loved. Laying down in his bed in my underwear and his shirt I curled up into a ball holding another one of his shirts as I lay my head on the pillow. I closed my eyes and fell asleep not long after still unable to believe he was gone.

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