Skye headed to her room after what might've been the longest conversation of her life. She had been forced to recount everything that happened in the cave, from Raina setting off the obelisk, Trip's sacrifice, and Skye's new ability to crumble walls. She could tell from the looks on everyone's faces that they weren't sure what to think of her anymore. After her account, everyone had just stared at her for a while. Skye didn't have anything more to say to them, so she looked at the ground.
"Well, Simmons said, with forced perkiness, "I think I'd better start researching and see if we can find out something that might give us a clue to any changes we should be expecting. Fitz, would you like to help?"
"Actually, I think I'm going to work with Mack for a bit now that he's back. But I'll come over in a little while".
"No, Fitz", Mack said, "Start off working with Simmons. I'm going to give Agent Bobbi a call. She might like to know I'm alive. And hopefully I can try to find out where she and Hunter ended up. No one's heard from them in hours". Fitz nodded, then slowly followed Simmons out of the room.
"Skye, would you excuse us for a moment?" Coulson asked, "There's someone…something May and I have to discuss". Skye glanced up at her S.O., who gave her a reassuring nod. Skye backed out of the room, trying not to feel excluded. She couldn't help recalling what her father had said to her: "After you change no one else will understand. They'll be afraid, change is terrifying". She shuddered, trying to put the image of Cal's face out of her head.
Somehow, she made it back to her room, and opened up her laptop. The best way to clear her mind was to complete a complex hack. But for the first time in years, her heart just wasn't in it. She closed her laptop, and lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. How are the others dealing with it? Skye thought, they lost one agent, and had another turn into an inhuman in that last 5 hours, and their heads aren't exploding? She took a deep breath, and her mind drifted to Trip. She couldn't believe that she'd just lost one of her best friends. Even more unbelievable was that this time, it wasn't Ward's fault.
Skye sat straight up in bed. Ward. She'd almost forgotten that she'd shot him and left him for dead. He deserved it, Skye told herself firmly, he's killed countless people, and –what? He was my S.O. Now all the memories from before flooded into Skye's mind, the board games, the gentle teasing, the feeling of complete safety when Ward was around. He's a murderer! Skye reminded herself. He's barely even a human being, and by now, probably not a living one. Then Raina's comment echoed in her head: "it's love". Skye was utterly repulsed that Ward loved her, and anyway, that couldn't be true, could it? Well even if he's still alive, she thought with certainty, there's no way he loves me after I put a few bullets in his gut.
There was a light knock on the door, she rose to find Mack holding his cell phone. "I just finished talking to Bobbi. She and Hunter are on their way over. She wouldn't tell me what they've been up to, but I suppose we'll find out eventually. Anyway, Coulson wants to see you in his office. As soon as possible".