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Author's Note: This prompt has been itching at me for a while. My amazing, talented (she painted the cover art for this fic as a Christmas present), yet life ruining friend SweetPandaGeek (she's on a bunch of platforms like instagram and tumblr) gave me this prompt ; Imagine Skye not being able to watch Frozen, because she sees too much of herself in Anna, and Hans reminds her of Ward.

So I'm going share my pain, so you won't be able to listen to 'Love is an Open Door' without being punched in the feels. Okay? Okay then.

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Providence Base, Four years ago

Skye's head rested on Ward's bare chest, listening to his still quick heartbeats. She took a long breath. For all the madness that had been happening, she finally found a moment of tranquility to bask in the afterglow. Ward wrapped his arms around her back, adjusting himself under her weight. "You still with me?" he asked, as she melts further into his embrace.

"Yeah," she said breathlessly. "Did they teach you this at SHIELD academy? 'Cause I'm impressed."

Ward chuckled deeply. "You're not so bad yourself," he added with a smirk. Skye looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. She then raised an eyebrow, challenging his smug grin.

"Not so bad you say? I would say that I was pretty amazing by the way you moaned my name," she teased.

Ward blushed slightly, which is a little surprising from a super spy. "Maybe, but I might need a reminder." Ward managed to flip them over on the small couch with relative ease and no injury.

She laughed. "I wouldn't be opposed to that." Skye smirked playfully as she cups his cheeks and leaned up to kiss him.

Ward lowered himself closer to Skye, to kiss her fully. Skye ran her hands down the side of his face, her hands then rested at the back of his head, trying to close anything space in between then.

She moaned as Ward dragged his hands down the sides of her nude body.

It was perfect until she felt something growing damp on her finger tips. She pulled back, looking at her finger tips; it's blood. Ward's eyes flickered down to her hand. He moved away and covered his ear with his hand. "Yeah, one of my... one of my cut must have just opened," he said, moving off of her, standing up from the couch.

"Let me help," Skye said, she sat up and rose to her feet. "Let me help."

"No, no, no, no, no." Ward mumbled, reaching down to collect his discarded clothes. "I just need to clean up." Skye nodded in return, before picking up her own clothes. They changed beside each other in comfortable silence, while not making eye contact. It was tempting to sneak another glance, but that would have probably distracted them again.

Ward finished before her. They share a quick glance before he leaves the room. When she finished buttoning her shirt she scans the room, trying to occupy herself in his absence. She looked at the empty pair of glasses and the bottle of scotch beside them. All this time, she subconsciously knew (and wished) that it wasn't just going to be a drink. She glanced at Eric's gaming conceal, the picture of the beach and then at Koenig's desk. But it's the desk that ended up catching her attention. Out of the neatly organized desk, there was a file that seemed like it was carelessly tossed in the middle of the desk. She walked over, and did him a favor by putting it in its proper spot, but underneath the file was Koenig's tablet.

That's odd, she thought. Why would he leave this lying around if tracking them was such a secret? She watched the red dot that represented Ward wander through the halls of the building, while the one that represented Koenig was completely still. "There you are Eric," she said to herself. It had been a while since Skye's seen him; maybe it was best if she checked on him. She was at least glad that he didn't walk into his office while they were going at it on his probably expensive couch (note to self; wipe down the couch).

With the tablet in hand, Skye ventured out of the office. She followed the map and found the room Koenig is supposed to be in, which was a storage closet. She tapped on the door. "Eric?" There was no response, not even the faint sound of footsteps.

Skye turned the knob and pushed open the door. As the door swung open, a penny drops to the ground, breaking the unsettling silence. She reached to pick up the fallen penny. "That's weird," she said to herself before slipping it into her pocket. "Eric?" she called out again as she wandered through the small room.

After walking through the maze of metal shelving, she returned to the front of the room. She paused, looking doing at the tablet once more. She stood on the red dot, right where Eric was supposed to be.

She was about to look elsewhere just when eyes were drawn to the top of the screen, where a red droplet has fallen, then another, then another.

Skye looked up, her eyes locking with Eric Koenig's pale, lifeless body. He was shoved in the ceiling grates, a cut on his neck dripped blood onto her tablet. Skye backed up, covering her mouth in order to chock back a scream. She had seen him less them an hour ago! She was in the building while this happened. Could it have been May? No, she left. Unless that's why she left, Ward told her that—Ward.

Then she briefly glanced down at the tablet, and watched as Ward's dot moved progressively closer to her. She took a sharp inhale. "Ward," she whispered to herself, her mind races at a mile per minute.

She placed the penny back at the top the door and quietly closed it behind her. Skye scanned the hallway, and then spotted the washroom. She hurried down the hallway and to the washroom. She closed the door and made sure to lock it once she was inside.

"No, no, no," she panicked as she backed away from the door. Her breathes became shallower as she ran her hands through her hair, feeling her eyes water. "No," She set the tablet on the rim of the sink before she covered her face with both hands, while staring at herself in the mirror. "No, oh no," This couldn't be happening, this—this must have been a misunderstanding. Ward cares about her, cares about the team. He would never—would he? Could he have killed May? Was he a double agent this whole time? Why?

"Skye?" Ward's voice cut through her chocked-back sobs like a knife. She turned from the mirror, looking back at the door.

"Skye," he called again. Her eyes wondered the room in a panic. She backed herself against the wall across from the door, sliding all the way to the ground once her back touches the ground. Her hands place firmly on the floor beside her. He was her S.O., he was her friend, he—they could have been together, but it was a lie.

"He's Hydra," she concluded in a barely audible whisper, choking back more tears.

Realizing that she can't just stay there forever, that she needed a plan to stay alive, she said, "Okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay," in attempts calm down. This is no times for questions. She doesn't know Grant Ward anymore, he could kill her if she makes the wrong move. She had to stay forced on the task ahead.

"Skye!"

Skye pushed herself back up, and went the medicine cabinet. She searched for something, anything that could help her. She had to both warn the team, and get herself out alive while being trap alone in a base with a cold-blooded murderer.

She found nothing of use and closed the medicine cabinet and turns to the stand-alone cabinet. There was nothing that she could possibly use, she's a high school drop-out, not MacGyver.

"Skye?" she heard Ward call out as she closed the cabinet door. She looked up, her eyes locking with the photograph of a city skyline on the wall.

Bingo.

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She wiped her face and looked herself in the mirror one last time. If she was to beat Ward at his own game, she had to look the part, they're couldn't be a tear in sight. She reached to unlock the door. There's no turning back now, she thinks as she pulled the door open. She walked back to the hallway where the closet—where Eric—was. She turned the corner then watched as Ward took a look inside the closet.

"Hey," she said, breaking the silence. Ward turned to her, "What you think I'd be doing in a closet?" Skye crosses her arms. Ward stepped away, closing the door. She noticed him slip the penny into his back pocket.

"I was wondering where you when," Ward said as he approached her. "I went back to the room, you we're there. Why did you leave?" He walked just a little past her, she turned to face him. It's a smart move, drawing her attention from the scene of the crime. Now it's turn to out lie the liar.

"Truth?"

"I'd appreciate it," he replies.

"I was scared," she claims. "Opening up, and that kiss, the sex, which was very great sex I have to admit." Skye stepped slightly closer to him.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he apologized.

"I didn't mean to over analyze," Skye said. "I just act impulsively and then freak out after the fact."

"Are you still?" Skye shakes her head in response. Then she leans up to him, kissing him gently, cupping his cheek with her hand. He's quick to response, kissing her back. His hand is at her waist to pull her closer.

Skye broke the kiss after a moment, she looked up at Ward. She smiled. "No, I'm good. I want this. And you, what do you want?"

"What I want is to stay here with you, and pretend that the world outside doesn't exist," Ward smiled in return. But there was something about it, the way he said it seemed sincere. Liar, Skye thought.

"But the world outside does exist. I just got word from Fitz, they need our help," Ward lied. "The BUS is fueled up, ready to go." She knew that he was probably leading her into a trap, but she had no choice but to go with him.

"We should tell Koenig."

"Already did," Ward said, already walking towards the hangar. "He's headed outside to open the hangar door. We're in a hurry."

"I just have to grab a few things," Skye said, taking a step in the other direction. Ward instantly grabbed her arm.

"Hey, we need to go right now," Ward said.

Skye let out a fake chuckle. "Of course we do," Skye replied. "Lead the way." She walked along side him, down the halls towards the hangar. He reached out and laced their hands together. Under any other circumstances this would have been perfect, but after what she had discovered, she just wanted out of this nightmare.

She was praying that the team would find her message, but was hoping even more that she would make it out of Ward's grasp. What games was he playing? He's lying to her, he seduced her. Whatever game he was playing, she was no longer the pawn. Now that she knew his strategy, she was going for the checkmate.

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Playground Base, Present day

"...Happy birthday dear Leanne, happy birthday to you," they sing as the newly four year old blows out the candles on her homemade cake.

She ends the video on her phone and tucks it away into her back pocket. "Happy birthday Leanne." Skye smiles before dropping a kiss on her daughter's forehead.

"Mommy, mommy, can we have cake now?" Leanne asks as she bounces up and down in her chair impatiently. It's a known fact that Leanne's favourite flavours are chocolate and strawberry, and after being surprised with a mix of those two favours, her mouth is actually watering. Skye is proud of the reaction. It was hard keeping a secret, plus Hunter kept sneaking bites of the batter.

"Yep, then we can open presents." Skye replies as she starts to cut the chocolate strawberry cake into slices. "How big do you want your piece Lea?"

"Super big!" the young girl responds, stretching her arms out as far as she could.

Skye laughs at her daughter's excitement. "One super big piece coming right up." Skye scoops up a piece with the cake server and puts the super big slice on Leanne's plate (which in reality is an appropriate size for a four year old).

"Thank you mommy," Leanne says before digging into her slice of cake.

"Jemma? Do you want any?" Skye asks, turning to the biochemist, who is sitting beside her goddaughter.

"Umm, just a little bit please."

Skye cuts a small piece and moves it to Jemma's plate while saying, "I can't believe she's four already. It feels like just yesterday when she was born."

"I know, and soon she'll be starting kindergarten." Skye freezes at her words and is stuck staring at the other woman. "You thought of putting her in kindergarten, right?"

Skye shakes out of her daze. "Umm, it's just that I don't think its best considering we live at a secret base," Skye mutters, cutting more pieces for the rest of the party guests.

"She'll have to go to school eventually, and I don't think SHIELD academy is an option. You might have to distant yourselves from SHIELD to give her the proper childhood. " Jemma puts her hand at Skye's shoulder.

Maybe she's right. Leanne will never have a normal childhood, her family is composed of secret agents and War—her father is out of the picture. Maybe Skye needs to try and give her an average childhood.

Skye sighs, "I'll think about it."

...

Leanne gasps. "Presents!" she exclaims. They team may or may have not spoiled the little girl with gift. The majority of them didn't have the best childhoods, so they are just trying to make a memorable one for Leanne.

"This is from Fitz and me," Jemma says, passing a gift bag to the birthday girl. Leanne smiles, she reaches into the bag and tosses the tissue paper aside. She digs into the bag, and looking back up with a wide smile.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Auntie Jemma! Thank you Uncle Fitz!" She throws herself at Simmons, hugging her tightly.

"What is it?" Skye asks, moving closer to the gift bag. Leanne detaches herself from Jemma, and reaches into the bag.

"Frozen!" Leanne pulls out a DVD case, with the titular characters on the front.

Skye feels a tap at her shoulder. She turns to see Fitz holding a pair of wireless earbuds. "They're soundproof, you'll need them." Skye snickers as she takes the offering gratefully. She loves Disney movies and all, but listening to Let it Go over and over and over again might get irritating.

"Thanks."

"Mom, Mom! Can we watch it now?!" Leanne asks, trying to take of the plastic wrap.

Skye takes the case, and uses her nails to take off the wrapping. "Not right now, but later we can a movie night, just the two of us," Skye proposes.

Leanne smiles brightly. "Okay-dokay."

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Leanne lies on the couch in her new pajamas that Coulson got her. She reaches for the full bowl of popcorn as Skye feeds the disk into the DVD player. After a few clicks of the remote, the screen comes to life, playing trailers for other Disney movies.

Skye joins her little girl on the couch. She fast forwards through the trailers and gets straight to the movie. Skye has been meaning to check out Frozen to try and understand what all the fuss is about, but between being a full time secret agent and a full time mom, she hasn't had a quiet moment to aimlessly scroll thought Tumblr.

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They continue watching the movie thought all the song, laughs and moments where Skye thought 'Wait, did Elsa just try to kill someone? I thought this was a kid's movie'. Even though it is way pasted her bedtime, Leanne remains wide awake, still fully engaged the film. Skye has to admit, it's pretty entertaining. The animation is pretty good, the plot is interesting enough and the song are pretty catchy (she might end up taking that back if Leanne wants to listen it them on repeat. Then they might have a problem).

They are at the part when Kristoff and Anna are going back to the castle to find Hans. Leanne's eyes are locked with the screen when they find Hans, and the staff escort Anna to the castle. Leanne hasn't said a word since the movie started, she's been just too distracted with the movie. Maybe this is what it will take for Skye to have some peace and quiet.

Skye reaches for a handful of popcorn as Hans helps Anna into a chair. Anna says, "Only an act of true love's kiss can save me."

"A true love's kiss!" Hans exclaims. He looks down at Anna, and then he strokes her face gently before leaning into kiss her. Just as they are a breath away, Hans pauses. Instead of kissing her, he smirks devilishly. "Oh, Anna, if there was only someone out there who loved you."

Skye's heart sinks.

Leanne gasps, turning to her mom. "Hans is a bad guy?!"

Skye stares blankly at the screen. "He—he is." Hans is a traitor, took Anna's trust, and claimed he loved her, only to betray her. Just like Ward.

"I—I need to go to the washroom," Skye mutters. Leanne moves out of her way and Skye hurries to her room. Once she's inside, she closes the door and leans her back against it. Her breaths become shallower as she covers her mouth with her hands.

It's been almost five years since Ward's betrayal and in all that time she has chosen not to think of it, because it only brings her pain. Now, after being reminded of his betrayal, all those raw emotions that have been bottled up rush back all at once.

Skye hasn't seen him for about three years, after they shipped him out from Vault D to a proper prison. But more importantly, she hasn't told Leanne anything about her biological father. She has asked questions before, but so far Skye has been able to dodge that bullet. She probably should tell her daughter the truth, considering that she's already four. But she hasn't been able to muster up the strength to tell her.

What would she even say? Leanne you're father is a traitor and a liar—no, she can't say that. Telling her that her father is a bad guy like Hans would break Leanne's heart.

Maybe he's not exactly like Hans. His feelings for her were (are?) real, and she knows it's the truth. But maybe she was like Anna; naive, leaping before thinking, being so caught up in love that she was blinded. Maybe if she just had been a little stronger she could have seen it coming, maybe she could have prevented blood from being shed, the tears that were cried.

Skye slides down against the door until she hits the ground. A tear forms, it lingers in the corner of her eye before falling down her cheek and dripping from her chin and onto her shirt. Then another, then another, her tears are like a river streaming down her face. Skye chokes on a sob and hinds her face in her hands.

She's crying because of what Ward did, because of the life she can never give her daughter and out of self pity, for being so blind.

"Mommy?" A voice peps up from behind the door. "Are you okay?" Skye filches at the sound of Leanne's voice. Skye knows that she can't stay in here forever, and she can't keep her daughter in the dark.

Skye slides to the wall beside the door and wipes her tears before turning the handle. Leanne enters once the door opens. She looks around the room for a moment before her eyes lock with her mother.

"Why are you crying mommy?" Leanne asks. "Adults don't cry." She hates that her daughter is seeing her this way, as a sobbing, puffy eyed mess. Skye takes Leanne into her arms. She hugs her tightly. There was no way that she'll be able to ignore Leanne's questions, she might as will face them head on, right?

She takes a deep breath and pauses to choose her words carefully. "Have I ever told her about you father?" Skye asks faintly.

Leanne looks up at her. "No!" she exclaims. "Why is dad gone?" She looks so hopeful, it's a pity her four year old mind can't comprehend the concepts of love and loss.

"Well, you're father was a SHIELD agent, he actually trained me," Skye starts.

"I thought Auntie May trained you," Leanne says. Skye shakes her head and forces a timid smile.

"Well your father taught me first." Skye takes a breath before continuing. "Your father was brave and he looked after me, soon I realized that I was in love with him. But then something changed. It—it turned out that he was working for the bad guys."

Leanne gasps. "He is a bad guy? Is he Hans?!" She looks taken back, which is understandable considering that she just dropped the bomb.

Skye shakes her head. "Not really. Hans didn't love Anna but your father loved me, he would never hurt me." It doesn't hurt to say it as much as Skye though it would be, because it's the truth.

"So where is dad now?" Leanne asks. "What happened?"

"I haven't seen your father for a couple years. He loved me but he isn't a good man. He's in jail." Skye holds Leanne tighter in her arms.

"Oh," Leanne's eyes flicker to the ground, then back to Skye. "Can I see him sometime?"

She pauses. Skye has honestly never thought of taking a field trip to see Ward, or when she would let Leanne meet her father. Ward doesn't even know that he has a daughter. She wasn't noticeably pregnant when she was interrogating him. Back then she thought it would be a bad to tell him that he has a kid. He might have tried to escape prison to see her. What would Ward even say when he meets Leanne? Would he be happy? Would he want to get to know Leanne? Would be he mad at Skye for not telling him about their daughter?

Skye gives a small nod. "Someday." Skye isn't doesn't want to see Ward again, but Leanne deserves to know who he father is.

Leanne smiles to try and cheer up her mom. "I love you mommy." Leanne shifts in Skye arms and hugs her.

Skye smiles in return. "I love you too."

From all the things Ward has done to her and the team, she wouldn't change any of it if she could. Somehow, out of one of the darkest places, something beautiful came out of it; their daughter Leanne Hope Ward.