A/N: This idea comes from the question, "What if he's doing this because he wants to protect someone?"
"You know, you're a damn good double crosser, Ward. You sure did learn from the best." Garrett smiled, baring his teeth. "I had an idea you'd see things my way if I put in a little insurance. I do have Mr. Peterson at my beck and call, after all. I'm sure if I asked, he'd gladly take care of those loose ends we left at The Hub."
Ward only stared straight ahead, his eyes blank and empty.
"And I know how much you like that pretty little thing with the impressive hacking skills." Garrett crossed his arms over his chest, slumping in his seat lazily. "You made the right choice, kid. And when the time comes, maybe you can convince her to give us what we want without reaching a disagreement. It'd be a shame to waste her talent."
Ward's eyes flicked down to the floor and he let a small puff of air escape from his lips. The room felt colder and colder by the minute.
"We could use her skills. She might be the only one who can decrypt everything on that flash drive she gave you. Oh, the things on that flash drive could do Hydra so much good."
"She's not gonna help us."
Garrett flicked his eyes in Ward's directions, his eyebrows moving upward in false surprise. "No? Well, if she doesn't, she dies. You could probably convince her to join you anyways. Sweet thing would want to be with her boyfriend, don't you think?"
Ward's lips parted and his jaw tensed as he stared at his SO. "You said she'd be safe."
His SO smirked, glancing at the guns to his side and back to Ward, who was currently without a gun or icer. "Well, that depends on you, doesn't it?"