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Agents of SHIELD

Skye & Ward Scene

SKYE'S POV

I can hear my feet hitting the ground, thumping with each step. The sound echoes down the well lit hallway. Two guards on either side of me. 'This is a first; being on the right side of the law' I think to myself. "He's just down on the left." One of the guards points to the cell and they walk back down the hallway. Once again, I was left with merely my thoughts. He was steps away… I want to turn around and go back to Coulson, May and Simmons. I turn around and begin walking to the exit. After making it 5 feet, I stop in my tracks debating what to do and where to go. I turn once more and face Ward's cell. I inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Placing one foot in front of the other, I make my way towards him, towards the man who continues to occupy my thoughts.

"Skye?" He looks up. I remain silent, just staring at him sitting there, in his grey prison wear. "What are you doing here?" My mouth opens, yet no words escape. "Listen, I'm happy to see you."

"Shut up." The words fluttered out before I had a chance to retain them.

"If you're here to yell at me," He proceeded with a harsh tone, "Then why did you bother coming?"

"Wow, I cannot believe you. After everything you've done, you have no right to talk to me like that!" Anger filled my voice, my facial expression and my heart.

"What do you want me to say Skye? Sorry?" The harsh tone of his voice didn't match the sorrow being reflected in his eyes. "Well I can't say that because I did what I had to do."

"What you had to do!? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Engulfed in rage, I continued, "You didn't have to do that to Fitz… you've destroyed him, and us!"

"Dropping them in the ocean was my only choice, they're smart I knew they'd figure out a way to get back to land." He was being genuine. I am shocked, no one has told him… Tears swell in my eyes. "They are back aren't they?" He asked as he faces the realization something has happened.

"No, they're not." Pushing through the pain, I spoke once more, "You're decision to protect and help Garrett has destroyed lives, and you don't even care. You know what Ward, that is why I am here. To tell you how much you have destroyed all of us. In your search for whatever you were looking for, you have caused the destruction of those who actually cared about you… all for Garrett."

"Garrett was my family! He may not have been a perfect guy-"

"Oh, he was far from perfect guy! He was a murderer and sick person, and you chose him over us."

"There was never a choice." A gasp protruded from my mouth with no warning. I can't believe my ears. Who is this man? He's not the guy that I fell in love with. "I'm sorry Skye but I owed him my life. I didn't know what he was going to do… I thought that once he got the serum, it would be over."

"But it wasn't." Our eyes remain locked. "And now, everything has changed."

"Not everything," Hope fills his eyes, "Like I said on the plane, my feelings for you have always been real Skye." Disgust consumes me.

"How can you think about those kinds of things after everything you've done?"

"I understand why you're frustrated-"

"Frustrated!? I am not frustrated, I am livid."

"Try to understand why I did what I did. I didn't think I had a choice! I know that I hurt your feelings, and Coulson's, May's, Simmon's and Fitz's."

"Feelings?" Sass overpowered my words, "I bet you'd like to think that our feelings were the only things you hurt! That our trust was the only thing that you took from us!"

"Skye, what happened?"

"You. You're what happened Ward." Silence occupied the space between us. "What you did to Fitz," A lump formed in my throat, "I don't know how you can live with yourself."

"Fitz? Look I know we were getting close, but he will be okay, he has Simmons." I struggle to maintain my composure.

"I'm sure he would agree, if he could remember who Simmons is, or who any of us are." I can see a sense of shock beginning to form in Ward's eyes… he doesn't know.

"What?"

"He sacrificed himself for Simmons and by the time they were saved, too much damage had been done."

"Is he-" Ward struggled to find the words, "Is he alive?"

"He's alive, but it's not his life. He can't remember anything or anyone. What made him, him, is gone. And that Ward, is your fault." My sadness transforms to anger, "So thank you Ward, for destroying the life of an innocent man. I hope it was worth it for you." I clench my fists and turn away from his cell. Ripping the eye contact was painful, but worth it. I put one foot in front of the other, walking away from the man who had so eloquently broken every piece of me.