A/N: Okay guys, sorry for the wait, but like this is a really small and crappy chapter because like I didn't have any time today, I'll try writing more and updating a better chapter tomorrow, and PLEASE don't expect me to update everyday 'cause it's just REALLY REALLY hard in school currently.:) Thanks for understanding!

Skye's POV

When I was really lamely, I shall admit, crying my eyes out, self-pitying about my past, I heard someone walk by and stop at my door. If I was the 'old Skye' from two years ago, I wouldn't even have noticed someone shouting in front of my door when I was crying, but training with Natasha really kept me on my toes. I really didn't know what was happening to me, Natasha had specifically told me to be on my best behaviour in front of the other agents, but once I saw Ward, I turned all 'Faux Skye' mode. I know I was really cold because after I left, Natasha had to make a really bad excuse to explain for my 'weirdness'.

After a bit of debating with myself, I came to the decision to open the door to see what Ward wanted. Honestly, I didn't know what I would do when I saw his face again. Before I left, I hated to even remember his name, or see his face. Two years later, I still don't want to remember what happened, or what almost happened between us. Then I thought of the perfect distraction, there was a certain someone who I was skeptical of dating at the base in Nunavut. His name was Damon, and he was a Level Eight just like me. He worked in the Intelligence Technology department so on the first day I met him, we had immediately clicked.

Thinking about him for support, I unlocked the door and opened it, finding Ward standing awkwardly with his hand out like he wanted to knock on the door.

What do you want Ward? I'm trying to concentrate on studying right now.

Um… I just wanted to… you know… offer you some coffee, if you still want it that is…

What? Totally not the answer I was looking for, I thought he was gonna ask why I was crying or something related to that. I was taken by surprise, which, in case you're wondering, doesn't happen often.

Uh… w-w-why are you ask-k-king? *Ahem* I mean, don't you have debriefing in a few?

Trying to put on my coldest stare and 'I-don't-care-voice' I continued my (I admit) unnecessary harassment to Ward.

You should mind your own business, or have you forgotten what happened two years ago?! Should I remind you? You have no right to even think of me anymore, because of you, I have experienced fully what the side effects of trusting you bring me! I don't want to make a big scene in front of my former team, but I can't even look at you without wanting to kill you, so get the hell out of my room! GO! This time, you have no excuse, and if you're wondering, YES I have a perfectly fine boyfriend who will take care of my affairs and worry about me.

I quickly shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. I heard Ward stepping away from my bunk and heading toward his own. I immediately texted Damon telling him what happened and to help me out by pretending he was my boyfriend. As I expected, Damon immediately, and shall I say, IMPULSIVELY replied in two seconds, like he always does, to accept my request. I knew Natasha would come in soon so I prepared for the worst, but instead, I heard Simmons voice:

Skye, are you alright? I just saw Ward, and he looked a bit down. Do you want to talk about it? I asked Agent Romanoff if you needed to be debriefed but she said you already had been. I just wanted to let you know that Fitz and I are both really worried about you. Would you care to open the door so we can discuss about your life? Or do you want to…

Simmons went on and on about what she and I could do, but I tuned her out. Although I had no grudge with Simmons, I had to interrupt her.

Simmons, listen to me. I DON'T WANT YOU TO TALK TO ME. Leave me alone, and don't ever talk to me ever again. I may be harsh, but this is for your own good. That is, unless you like being yelled at. I don't really want to hurt your feelings, because we used to be such good friends, but I really need some peace and quiet, and you're not really quiet.

In my best tone, I tried to shoo her away, and luckily, Simmons walked away after I said this, but not without a little 'we're all worried about you' speech. I finally could start debriefing myself. Opening the laptop S.H.E.I.L.D had given me, I started viewing the mission we were embarking on.

Ward's POV

After Skye's 'little words of wisdom', I finally felt the impact that the argument and incident had on her. Pushing all thoughts away, I returned to my bunk, while bumping into Simmons on the way.

Agent Ward, you look… morose… are you feeling well?

Yes Simmons, I'm perfectly fine, just trying to talk to Skye. Maybe you'll have more luck than me since Skye prefers you more than me.

Flopping onto my bunk, I tried to remember more happier memories I had with Skye when our relationship had just started…