A/N: This is the Sequel to Viva Las Vegas. keep in mind this is fiction so i'm making up my own rules and laws :)
Day 1:
The case had been relatively simple. Someone with powers had popped up on their radar and they needed to get to the young woman before centipede did. The girl, who was barely an adult and smaller than Skye, could sense the future. She couldn't see anything overly definite or specific, just things like if someone would live a long life or be killed within the coming months, whether a person would find someone else or pass by their opportunity at a happy ending. Both sides thought she could do so much more, with some focus and training. So, she was sent to the science academy. She wouldn't actually be attending, but if Shield had someone that could properly train her mental discipline, they would be found at the academy.
Now the team was in the air again, but had no case to work on. Ward waited until their first full day of being in the air before he approached Skye. "So, what do we have to do to get the papers filed?"
Skye knew what he was talking about even though his question was purposely vague. The last thing they needed was Big Shield figuring out a rookie and SO got drunk married in Las Vegas. She nodded her head to the side to signal him to follow her before walking through the lab. She was thankful that they didn't have to make an excuse for where they were going since Fitzsimmons had taken a lunch break. She kept walking until they were in one of the far storage rooms, so no one would stumble onto their conversation. "We may have a bit of a speed bump before we can get an annulment..."
Grant folded his arms and leaned against the wall, "Like what? The longer this goes, the more likely it is that shield command will find the information. They constantly update the background information on agents and a marriage license isn't that hard to find."
"I know, Grant, but Nevada has a law about a wait period for divorces and annulments, unless a strong, valid reason is provided, and we can't exactly give our reasons to some local judge."
"Well, how long is the waiting period?" Ward slid down the wall to sit on the floor, where Skye joined him.
"It's 90 days from when the petition is first filed. And before you ask I already filed the paperwork yesterday. So, now we only have to try to keep our dirty little secret under wraps for 89 days." Ward looked at her like she had grown a second head.
"Only 89 days, Skye? You do realize we haven't even known each other much longer that that and we're married?! A lot can happen in 89 days!"
She grabbed his hand up in both of hers, making his rant stop short. "You need to calm down, Grant. You're a spy and I'm a hacker. We both manipulate for a living and we can do this." Ward took a deep breath and squeezed Skye's hands. It never ceased to amaze him, how small she was. He could easily wrap one of his hands around the both of hers, making him feel like a giant. "Besides, I still have another bomb to drop on you..."
He dropped his head into his free hand and heaved a big sigh. "Okay, just give it to me."
"Another part of the annulment period is couples therapy. I already looked into what that means as far as being on the plane. Grant Douglas, get that look off your face!"
"I don't have a look on my face. And how do you know my middle name?" She really did love the look on his face when he couldn't figure out how she knew something. It was nice to be the one explaining things for a change.
"It was on the license. Also, I may or may not have hacked the team's personal files when I first joined..." -"Skye!"- "Any who, about couples therapy. There are what basically amounts to team building exercises and 'get to know you' games. There are also little quizzes about each other to prove we're actually doing them."
"Great...that's gonna be easy to hide from the team."
"Well, most of it is pretty general stuff. We could say it's SO/rookie bonding. The rest we could hang out down here to do."
Ward turned to face her, now sitting crisscross, and Skye turned to mirror him, their knees not even an inch apart. "That only works if we plan out which days. We don't want to disappear to often or in a set pattern. And we can't during missions..."
"Ooh! Ooh!" Skye started bouncing. "I have an idea!" She was slapping her hands on his knees to work of her hyperness.
Grant reached out to still her hands, still on his knees. "What's the idea, Skye?"
She bounced a few more times, a huge smile covering her face. "Did you ever do, like, outdoor survival training?"
"Yeeess?"
"Well, we can go on a camping, survival training thing for a few days, that way we're away from the rest of the team. We can do the 'get to know you', talking stuff here, on the Bus. And the exercises as part of survival training."
Ward gave a little smile. "That's actually a pretty good idea. I'll talk to Coulson about scheduling some time to do your outdoor training. For now, we need to get back out there before the team comes looking for us."
Ward popped up off the ground with way more agility than Skye would expect for his size, then pulled her up and they headed back to the front of the cargo hold.
A/N: It's pretty short but I just wanted to get it going. I'm planning on it being multiple chapters. Please send in any ideas for their exercises or any question you want them to have to answer. I was thinking about one of the exercises being them having to cook together, which of course they have to do on the Bus, because where else are they gonna get access to a kitchen? The team thinks they've gone nuts because they're yelling at each other and there's smoke coming for the oven, which is really hard to deal with when you're on a plane...Also, should I address the whole mayward thing? This isn't set after any specific episode but it's around mid season- after the well, but before tracks.
