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Anyways, sorry for leaving you all on that cliffhanger for a week. So, I hope you enjoy this new chapter.

Skye's POV

It's been about a week since Drew started harassing me and he's been doing almost the exact same thing every night this entire time. God, I feel so dirty. I wish I could tell Grant, but I can't risk putting him in danger. I couldn't live with myself if I let that happen. The worst part of this is that Drew keeps trying to convince me that I don't really love Grant, I love him. That dude is fucking obsessed with me!

I kept it hidden pretty well, until one day I was relaxing with the team in the living area. Drew and Coulson came in. Drew sat next to me, a little too close for comfort I might add. Feeling tense, I scooted closer to Jemma who was on the other side of me. "Skye, you okay?" Grant asked. I guess he must have seen the look on my face.

"Yeah. Fine." I said. Okay, even I could tell I was lying. I stood up, "I'm just gonna get something to drink."

Grant's POV

"Yeah. Fine." She said. It was so obvious she was lying. And everyone could see it too. I know something about this Drew kid made her tense. She stood up, "I'm just gonna get something to drink."

She started to walk away when I stood up and gently grabbed her wrist to sop her. "Skye, I know you're lying." I said plainly, "And I pretty sure everyone else knows it too." There was a chorus of agreements from everyone, "So, tell me what the hell is going on. You've been acting tense and distracted since you had that bad dream last week."

"I…I…" She stuttered. She looked past my shoulder for a second, "I can't tell you."

"Skye, if you're in danger, we need to help you." Coulson said, "You're a part of this team now. We protect each other."

"Please, Skye." Simmons pleaded.

"I…" She opened and closed her mouth a couple times. I could see tears forming in her eyes. She looked past my shoulder again before screaming, "I can't take it anymore!" She crumpled to the floor crying buckets.

Simmons and I stooped to the floor to help her, as she was now screaming in hysterics. I couldn't understand any of what she was saying. I helped her off the ground and tried to hold her back. "What the hell has gotten into you?" I asked over her hysterics.

"Calm down, Skye!" Simmons begged.

Skye wrestled against my grip, but I was too strong for her. "Let me go!" She shouted.

"Okay, that's the first thing I've understood since you started this." I said jokingly, "But I'm not letting you go until you calm down and tell us what the fuck has got you so worked up."

"Skye, you need to listen to Ward." Coulson said to her. She still wormed around, trying to get out of my grasp.

"Coulson," Drew interrupted, "I don't think it's good to have someone on the team who doesn't seem too mentally stable." Okay, I'm about to fucking kill this guy.

"Oh, I'm the one who has mental problems?" Skye shouted. She suddenly stopped squirming in my arms. I looked down and saw tears streaming down her eyes. I could tell from her eyes that they were hate tears. Wait, why does she hate Drew? "You're the one who's fucked up in the head!"

"What are you talking about?" Drew asked, "I'm not the one who had this mental breakdown in front of the team."

Skye finally broke out of my grasp. "No, you're the one who… who…" She started looking around at the team who looked like they were all expecting an answer. She looked up and took my hand in hers. I didn't object. She obviously needed some stability. She turned back to Drew and screamed, "You sexually harassed me!"

I could feel my blood boil with anger at that one sentence. "What?" Coulson asked.

"Drew's been sexually harassing me for the past week." She explained. With every word she said, my fury built up.

"That's all I needed to hear." I said. With that, I lunged at Drew, something I've wanted to do since he laid eyes on Skye.

Skye's POV

Grant lunged at Drew while Jemma pulled me to the side to keep me from getting hurt. Grant had Drew pinned and started throwing punches. Coulson had to step in and pull Grant off of him, "Ward, stop it!" Coulson shouted.

I guess Grant's training took over because he stopped punching Drew and got up. He looked over at me. I could feel hot tears running down my face. Seeing this, he ran over and held me close. I let myself lean into his touch. "It's okay, Skye. I got you." He whispered into my ear.

"You little bitch!" Drew shouted, getting up.

Grant tightened his grip on me, "Don't come near her, you sick bastard."

"I'm in love with her." He argued. I could seriously barf right now. Grant looked like he wanted to kill Drew right then and there. To be completely honest, I would've let him, "She should be with me!"

I buried my head further into Grant's chest to block out the words he's told me so many times over the past week. I felt Grant rub my shoulder. Coulson went over to Drew and put handcuffs on him. "You're gonna have to come with me." Coulson said.

Coulson started to take Drew to the interrogation room when Drew said, "You're gonna regret telling anyone."

A shiver ran down my spine as I saw Coulson take Drew into the interrogation room. "Come on. Sit her down." Jemma told Grant.

Grant sat me down on the couch, keeping his arms around me. I didn't object, as I needed the comfort right now. I always felt so safe when he had his arms around me. I needed that. Coulson came back and sat down on the table in front of us. "Skye, want to tell us what happened?" He asked.

I shook my head. I would tell them, but I couldn't handle it right now. "I'm sorry." I said, "I can't take talking about it right now."

They nodded in agreement. Jemma checked her watch, "Well, it's getting pretty late." She observed, "Ward, why don't you take Skye to her bunk?"

Grant nodded and stood up. He held out his hand to me. I took it and he led me from the room. Instead of taking me to my bunk, he took me to his bunk. "Why are we at your bunk?" I asked in confusion.

"I don't think a girl who goes through sexual harassment can sleep alone the night she admits it and the guy who did it threatens her." He explained.

I smiled at his thoughtfulness. He might be a tough-ass on the outside, but on the inside he was really sweet and considerate. I guess that's one of the many things I love about him. "Thanks," I said, "I haven't slept well since the first night it happened."

He nodded his head towards the inside of the bunk. I went in and sat down on the bed. He sat next to me. I placed my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me, "When did it start?" He asked.

"The night I said I had a bad dream about you." I said. I could feel tears pricking my eyes.

He sighed, "Why didn't you tell me, Skye? I could've protected you." The tears found their way down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry." I said, turning to face him fully, "I know I should've told you sooner, but he was threatening to kill you if I told anyone. I couldn't be responsible for putting you in danger. I'm sorry, Grant."

"There's nothing you need to apologize for." He said. He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, "Well talk about it in the morning. Get some sleep, rookie." I smiled at the use of his nickname for me. He laid down on the bed. I put my head on his chest and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Well, how was that? I don't know about this chapter. But I do know that the next chapter is gonna be drama-filled!

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Sorry for all the POV changes. I know some of you think they're a little distracting. I just think some points in the story are better in different people's POV's. R&R please! I love all the love I'm getting!