A/N: MythStar-Black-Dragon, Ward is evil, but even most evil people have families and are capable of some form of love. Ward isn't a sociopath (as far as we know) he's just an abused little kid that has only ever had Garrett to watch over him and Garrett took advantage of that. The was I see it is, yes, Ward has done terrible things, but he also kinda has Stockholm Syndrome in regards to Garrett. Garrett uses and abuses him, but for over a decade he has been Wards only real connection/friend, and until Skye he didn't think anything of it. That's just what the world was like to him.
Skye woke up feeling cold. She rolled over to get closer to Ward but he wasn't there. When she opened her eyes grant was sitting at the end of the bed, crossed legged, facing her. He had a glock 45 pulled apart around him. "Seriously, Grant? It's the middle of the night and your cleaning your guns?"
"I always clean my weapons or workout when I can't sleep. This was the quieter option." He slid the mag back into place and and pulled back the slide, so one bullet was already in the barrel. He crawled back up the bed, putting the gun under his pillow before sliding back next to Skye. "It's a little after 5. We should be getting up soon."
"Oh God, is everyone here an early bird like you?" Skye rolled to the left until she was lying across Ward's chest. Sure, they were underground, but why was it this damn cold.
"Almost everyone here is military. We're trained to run on less sleep. You'll be able to sleep in most days, but we really need to get that hard drive open. If we're not up soon, Garrett will come get us...we have about another hour though." Ward smirked up at her. She did her best to give him a genuine, shy smile, knowing where he was trying to take this conversation. He grabbed her waist and flipper her so he was laying over her. "Since we're both awake, why don't we get a little work out in." She could hear the laugh in his voice as his lips latched on to her neck.
Why couldn't Ward have been this way even last week when she could fully enjoy it. Even though her body was all for it, she felt dirty. She felt like she was betraying her team and sleeping with the enemy. Which, she technically was, but it was part of her mission to take down Hydra.
Ward sat up just long enough to pulled her shirt over her head and drag her boy-shorts down her legs, then he was on her again. She tried to remember that she wasn't supposed to want this, but currently every single part of her brain was trying to remember how to breathe. Ward was everywhere. He kissed her until she was panting like she had run a marathon. His arm was laying on the pillow above her head, while his other had was on the back of her thigh, dragging her tighter against him. He kissed down her throat, kissing and nipping his way down her chest. He dipped his tongue down into her belly button while he continued crawling down the bed. That's it, she officially couldn't breath.
There was two thundering knocks on the door. Wards bolted back up the bed, covering Skye's body with his in case who ever it was came in. "Okay, lovebirds, time to start the day."
Ward's head dropped to her collar, "Told you Garrett would come looking for us if we weren't up and moving on his schedule. Come on. Get dressed. We don't want to make him wait to long."
Skye just sat there in shock for a moment. She shouldn't have let her body have that much decision over her thoughts. Even if she did end up sleeping with Ward to keep her cover, she needed to keep a firm head on her shoulders. The minute she forgot what she was fighting for, Ward and the rest of Hydra would have the advantage. There was no way she would do anything that would help give Hydra an edge. She couldn't allow a pretty face to keep her from remembering that she wasn't just a hacker anymore. She was an agent of Shield and her actions over the next couple weeks could decide the fate of the entire agency.
They had gotten dressed in under five minutes and met Garrett out in the main operations room. Skye hated being so close to these people. Quinn had shot her. Raina had tortured Coulson. Now she had to act like she was willing to work with these people. At least she had played the love card instead of pretending to switch allegiances for the sake of beliefs. She had to work with them, but she didn't have to act like friends.
She was currently ignoring everyone, and working on getting into the hard drive. "Seriously, kid, how complicated can it be to hack into something that you encrypted?"
She gave Garrett a mild glare. "I didn't just put a password on the information. I put several levels of encryption, each one has a different 'key' to opening it. This will easily take a couple hours to go through."
Skye had stuck as close to Ward as possible after she had finished opening the drive for Garrett. They had spent hours discussing the information with Garrett. They had finally finished late in the evening and Skye was currently spread out on top of the bed while Ward was going at the punching bag. She hoped that they would find something on the hard drive that Garrett would want to go after. She needed less people to be around for her to search their database for information. Especially Ward; there's no way she could get away from him long enough to do a thorough search. She heard the chains on the bag go quiet.
Ward jumped up the bed and pinned Skye down, "Should we finish what we started this morning, hon?"
"You're all sweaty, Grant. And 'hon'?"
Ward just kept smiling down at her, "Well, I'm just gonna get sweaty again anyway. No use in showering first," He dipped down and kissed the tip of her nose, "and you are my hon. My light in the darkness."
Skye had to hold back an eye roll. Ward was incapable of ever seeing the light. He wasn't in the dark. He was darkness. He wrapped around those near him. He drowned out the light and infected the good in the world. Every good thing that they had done was now tainted. He wasn't a good man doing good things that he believed in. He was an evil man doing whatever it took to meet his own ends.
He wasn't slow this time. He had waited months to have her under him and he'd been wound up since this morning. He pulled her shirt off and pulled her jeans and underwear down in one movement. He flung his shirt across the room and stood just long enough to pull his pants off. He didn't bother bracing himself this time. One arm was around her back, with his fist full of her hair. His other hand was running up and down her side, from her hips up to her bra and back down. His hand slipped under her, snapping the hook on her bra. He slipped a finder under the under-wire, then it was being flung across the room to land by his shirt.
Ward started kissing down her throat and followed down her sternum. She couldn't let him do this. It couldn't be any bit slow, or sweet, and there wouldn't be affectionate foreplay. This was all about keeping her cover and breaking everything in the man that was over her. "Grant. Now!"
Thankfully he listened. Within seconds he was kissing her again, shoving his tongue in her mouth at the same time that he thrusted into her.
His months of pent up lust mixed with her anger made things hard and fast. She had at least one bite mark on her collar. The scratch marks on his back had broke skin in a couple places. Skye waited for him to pull away so she could roll on her side. Even if she couldn't realistically push him away when he held her at night, she wholly wanted to be facing away from him. She was evil and he would stay that way. She didn't wanted to see his face when it was relaxed in sleep.
This time Ward didn't pull away, or roll them over. He hunkered down, using her chest as a pillow. Both of his arms were wrapped around her waist, holding on like a child's teddy bear after one of those nightmares that haunts someone well into adulthood. Fine, she still wouldn't look at him. She put her hands on his hair and willed herself to sleep.
When Skye woke up she no longer had an extra two hundred pounds on her chest. Looking around Ward wasn't in their room and his combat gear was missing. She jumped to get dressed. She had no clue how long he had already been gone and she might not get another chance for a couple days.
She hurried towards the computer that she had been working on the previous day, but when she got to the operations room Ward and Garrett were there. She took a quick step back and flattened herself up against the wall in the hallway. God, she really hoped no one saw her. She would have had any easier time just walking in. It would be near impossible to explain why she was sneaking around and hiding from her 'lover'.
"You sure your up for this kid?" Garrett was staring Ward down, trying to get a read on the emotions that he wasn't used to Ward having.
"Of course. We need a new lead on the serum. It's either Skye or Coulson. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure we get the information from his blood. I just want to get there and get back before Skye get's to curious. Even if she choose to follow me, she'll still want to protect Coulson from us draining him." Ward knew Skye loved the team, even if she wasn't with SHIELD anymore and he didn't want to put her through the pain of seeing Coulson tortured and experimented on. She just didn't need to see certain things. Didn't need to be tainted like he had been at her age.
"Well then, let's move out, Agent Ward."
A/N: yes, i know, a bit of an abrupt ending to the chapter. But it's late, i have to be up for work in a few hours, and my fingers hurt...However I know have the rest of the plot planned out so we're winding down to the climax.
