Chapter 2

When I wake I stretch like a cat and my feet bang into the wall of my pod and I hear a yelp from Fitz pods. The folder that I had on my chest has fallen to the ground and the papers have spread all over the floor. I roll to the edge of the bed and begin to pick up the papers and place them in the folder but I leave the song 'Uh Oh' reading over the lyrics as I pick up my bathroom needs. I keep reading as I make my way into the bathroom softly singing under my breath.

It's quite a catchy song, I strip down and turn on the faucets to the shower and steam begins to fill the small bathroom room. I step into the hot water, soothing my muscles. I take shampoo and squirt some into my hands and begin washing my unruly hair. When I wash it out and reach for the conditioner I begin singing 'Stop you're killing me, When you look at me like that, I just can't breathe, I start acting all crazy, You're so hot it's stupid, And I'm about to lose it, uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, I can hear my heart go, Racing out of control, It's so crazy, Girl you really got me, uh-oh.'

I stop when I can hear Fits and Jemma laughing outside the bathroom door, I open the shower curtain and yell to them, 'Shut up guys! Go do science stuff!'

I feel my foot make contact with some conditioner that had fallen from my hands and I can feel myself losing my footing and I'm falling and I take the shower curtain with me, screaming, on the way down I banged my head against the wall and the last thing I remembered was hitting the ground and everything going black.

I was roused awake by gentle shaking and May is standing over me a slight glare in her brown eyes. Then I feel the pounding in the back of my head. I sigh and look down and I'm dressed in my PJ's…wait a second. I fell…in the shower…naked. Who is the hell dressed me, oh god I hope it wasn't one of the boys. I try to sit up and May pushes me back into my pillows and says, 'Simmons will be here soon, stay down while I get her.'

I nod and she quickly slips out of my pod, I close my eyes again and I can feel blood flowing into my cheeks and a blush creeping up my face. When the door slides open and Jemma walks in with a stethoscope wrapped around her elegant neck and I can feel my cheeks heat up at the thought's entering my mind.

Jemma comes toward me and it reminds me of when I was shot and how Dr Simmons was all pokey. I smile at her and get one in return and it makes my heart swell, with feelings I can't understand yet. Jemma sits on the edge of my bed and says, 'You have just a minor concussion and a gash on your forehead but I fixed it with some surgical glue. You'll be back to normal in about 12 hours, but you might have a small headache. When we get to China we'll put some make-up to cover the gash.'

'God, I'm an idiot,' I mutter under my breath, I place my arm over my eyes and I can hear Jemma giggling. I lift my arm slightly to glare at her and she smiles at me as she places her hand against my cheek. She gently kisses my other cheek and says, 'Oh Skye you'll be fine. You'll be back to singing soon, just don't spill your conditioner in the shower. But we should really get some shower grips in there, it is very unsafe for a continually moving plane not to have it. I've read about many…'

'Jemma…Doctor Simmons...you're rambling,' I stop her.

A blush fills her cheeks and she mutters a quite sorry. 'I must go tell Coulson that you are fine...well fine enough. We don't need you to be passing out during this mission.'

As Jemma walks to the door my words stop her, 'Jemma? Umm how did I get into these clothes and from the shower to here? Please tell me it wasn't one of the guys, I like to keep my privates…well private from them.'

Jemma begins to splutter on her words and says, 'I…well…I mean….I….May and I…umm…we wrapped a towel around you and umm…I dressed you…I didn't look…I mean…umm…well only when I had to. Oh god Skye I'm so sorry.'

A laugh escapes my lips and I remove my arm from my eyes and watch as Jemma stands there nervously. 'Jemma, it's okay. I'm glad it was you and not one of the guys. Thank you. I don't think I should sing in the shower though, I mean I don't need another Uh Oh.'

I can hear Fitz and Wards laughter floating through the door and I yell to them, 'You guys are assholes!'

The laughter begins to float away from outside my pod door and I glance back toward Jemma and a smirk is playing on her lips as she tries to hold back her own laughter. I groan and I know that I'm going to hate this undercover mission. I reach down at my waist and pull my blanket over my face and say, 'Ugg wake me when we get there. I'm not singing until I have to again.'

I hear my door closer and I quickly throw my blanket back and reach for the folder holding all of the songs and I begin to flick through them again, I don't mind singing. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let everyone know that.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the dirty thoughts in my minds and some dirty clothes on my floor...next chapter should be up in about 24 hours and the next chapter for Sweet Dreams should be up at that time as well. I've dedicate this Chapter to the most amazing reviewer Salkri Kachemench. But you other guys are hella-awesome too. Reviews make my heart explode, so send me some love and maybe some prompts.