January, 1983
It was around one in the morning on a bitterly cold and snowy January day as a woman, wearing scrubs with baby ducks on them, slipped into the nursery at Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston. She looked at the tags on each cradle until she came to the ones she was looking for.
The newborn baby boy in the one marked Ward was lying there and the woman felt tears fill her eyes as she reached down to pick the baby boy up. She smiled at him and felt her heart melt at how innocent he was at this moment but also knew what was to come for the boy if he stayed with his family.
She then glanced at the baby boy in the cradle marked Gibson next to the one where the baby she held had been. If the records she had found were correct, this little angel would pass away from Sudden Infant Death syndrome in a week's time.
'I hope this works and Grant can have a happy life with a family that will love him,' she thought to herself as she placed the baby in her arms in the crib beside the other baby boy.
She lifted the other baby, who had almost the same features as Grant, and placed him in the one she had just taken Grant from and quickly switched bracelets on the babies the way she had been taught to.
The woman then slipped out of the room as the lone nurse on duty came back into the room and proceeded to take the cradle Grant Ward had been placed in to his 'parents'.
A week and a half had passed as Skye, Kara and Lincoln sat in the hotel room they had rented upon their arrival to this time period and watched the news coverage of the funeral of the infant son of Senator Travis Ward and his wife Millicent. The grieving couple was leaving the church with their two children, Louise and Christian. The young girl looked like her heart was broken.
"Did we do the right thing? He wouldn't have wanted us to do this," Skye said, her heart breaking for the family, especially the little girl.
"Skye, the family that has him loves him with all of their heart and will be amazing parents to him," Kara stated calmly. "If we can change the future where Simmons and Fitz aren't both sitting on death row for his murder, Grant would support what we did."
"Skye, this was your idea and it was still a good one even now. The baby that died will never experience the abuse we all knew was coming and his family will have a beautiful baby that they will cherish," Lincoln said, trying to reassure his friend but his own guilt and misgivings over what they had done were clear on his face.
"What happens when all of this comes out?"
"All three of us haven't even been born yet and once we go back, our futures will be different," Kara said but even her own doubts about what they had done were showing.
A flash of light appeared and all three of them walked through it to their future, whatever it was.