It was a dark morning. The mist clouded the windows as storm clouds grew, 'Great', Skye thought to herself, 'just like every single horror movie starts'. She forced herself out of her comfortable bed and into a pair of jeans and a plain t-shirt. She threw open her cabin door and slowly made her way to the kitchen. The time was 5:30 AM. Skye had no where to go for another two hours,

"Great, just great," she mumbled. She sulked her way around the kitchen, grabbing whatever seemed satisfying at that time. Without thinking, she reached out and grabbed item after item of food until she looked down on her plate. The plate consisted of a bagel, a raw egg, a piece of bread, and a few pieces of Captain Crunch- Agent Coulson's Captain Crunch. She took the bagel and refused the rest of the plate. Skye mounted herself onto the plain counter, settling down next to the toaster, and immediately took out her phone. She had been playing Brick Breaker for 20 minutes when a noise broke her out of her trance. Skye looked up to see Agent Ward examining the raw egg that had once been on Skye's plate. They exchanged looks and Skye slowly slid off the counter, taking the egg out of Agent Wards grasp,

"Yeah, sorry." Skye said modestly. She made her way to the trashcan and threw out the egg and the remaining food on the plate. Skye then went back to her seat next to the toaster.

"So, what are you doing up so early?" Agent ward asked, making his way to Skye. He wore Jeans and a plain t-shirt, exactly like Skye. His shirt was see through, exposing his chest. He stood tall, taller than Skye, and looked at her, waiting for an answer,

"Couldn't sleep," She said. She put her phone down and examined Grant's face. He was tired, but not restless. He was taller than her, even though she sat on the counter, "You?" She asked,

"Same," He said. He mounted himself on the island across from her,

"Really? So super soldier isn't always up at the crack of dawn, patrolling the halls? You know," Skye puffed out her chest and put her hands on her waist, "protecting the home land?" Skye said with a slight giggle. Ward smiled and stared at the ground,

"Come on," Skye said, " I don't believe you. Why are you really up?" She asked. She stared at his eyes, straight on. Well, almost. The inability to stare at both eyes at the same time always frustrated her. The fact that you can never actually genuinely look someone straight in the eyes, that you have to pick one eye, made her aggravated. She finally made it back to earth, realizing she had been spacing, or as Fitz liked to call it, on a "Mind Rant". She focused on Wards right eye,

"Its just hard for me to relax, thats all," Ward said. He got up and left the kitchen and Skye jumped up after him, racing to catch up,

"Wait-" Skye went to catch up to him, but Agent Coulson had stopped them both in the doorway,

"Good," He said with a smile, "You're up,".

It was 7:15 and Skye was seriously regretting ever getting out of bed this morning, but she had to focus on something to keep her mind off of the tiredness. Fitzsimmons showed up 20 minutes ago along with May. Fitzsimmons sat side by side on the white couch, agents coulson and may stepped to the front of the group as Skye and Ward stood shoulder to shoulder behind the white chair,

"We have an assignment," Agent Coulson said, "Low risk, two man op," He stared directly at Ward,

"I'm in," Ward said, "I-" he began to speak when Coulson turned back to the group,

"Fitzsimmons, you two will be off-sight, in the van a few blocks away. May will be extraction and I will be watching from The Bus,"

"I thought you said this was a two man op?" Ward asked. The whole group turned to look at Skye, she had spaced off. She awoke from her trance with the teams eyes boring holes into her,

"What?" Skye said,

"It's a hack job," Coulson said to her, "you up for it?"

"Of course," She said. The mission was to break into a facility run by some anti-government wack jobs and retrieve files stolen from S.H.I.E.L.D. some nonsense on redacted files. The team was about to disperse when Skye remembered something,

"Wait, Coulson!" She said, "my bracelet, I can't hack anything with my damn dog tag recording my every move," Coulson smiled and walked away,

"Don't worry about it."