A/N Just want to say thank you to all my wonderful readers. Loving the amount of views I'm getting but again, I don't want to seem like I'm moaning, but reviews would really be appreciated.

SKYE'S POV

I ran straight to my van. What I have I done? They all hate me. I can see it in their eyes, and I don't blame them. Especially Phil. That's what hurt the most. Not the anger or the sadness, but the obvious disappointment. He trusted me, a man who never lets anyone in, but he let me, and how do I repay him? By sleeping with Miles. There was a knock on the door. It was Ward.

"Grant" I said.

"Skye, just don't. I'm here to tell you Coulson wants to see you in his office" he said.

"Ward, I'm really sorry" I said, passing him on my way out.

"You betrayed us Skye, what were you expecting?" he asked.

"I don't know, I just want you to know I'm sorry" I said, looking down.

"Well, it's not good enough" Ward spat. I nervously made my way to AC's office, taking each step at a time. I finally reached his office when I heard him softly singing. I recognised the song. It was You Have Killed Me by Morrissey. Such a sad song.

As I live and breathe

You have killed me

You have killed me

Yes, I walk around somehow

But you have killed me

You have killed me

Who am I that I come to be here...?

As I live and breathe

You have killed me

You have killed me

Yes I walk around somehow

But you have killed me

You have killed me

I clasped my hands to my mouth. Oh Phil. I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. I slumped against the wall, feeling awful. I never meant to hurt him that bad. I swallowed the lump in my throat and knocked on the door.

"Enter" he called. I slowly pushed the door open, feeling nervous as hell. He didn't smile like he usually does, just nodded and gestured for me to sit down.

"You wanted me" I said.

"Yes, I did. May dealt with your boyfriend Miles. Thank god you weren't stupid enough to tell him anything, and..." he said.

"Do you really think I would do that you know me Phil" I pleaded.

"Don't interrupt. Considering what you've done, you lost the right to call me that, and no I don't. It doesn't excuse what you have done" he replied. I still couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Am I off the team?" I asked, my eye filled with dread.

"No, I'm not. On one condition" he replied.

"Anything" I said. Coulson gestured to a box. I opened it and found a silver bracelet.

"Put this on. You will it hard to use electronic devices for a while, and any move out of line, we'll know" he said. I could still see the disappointment etched all over his face. He gestured for me to leave. As I turned I heard him sigh behind me.

"Was it worth it Skye?" Phil asked. The question had so much meaning behind it, so much pain, so much heartbreak. The power of one sentence.

"Was what worth it?" I asked.

"Seeing Miles again" he replied.

"Seeing Miles over being with you? Nowhere near worth it. I'm sorry Phil" I said.

"I know. I'm sorry too" he replied. I left the office, and passed Ward again. He was sat drinking by the bar with May.

"What now Skye?" he grumbled.

"Well I was wondering if my S.O was up for some training" I said.

"I'm off the clock" came the response. I just nodded, and made my way to the training area anyway. On the way, I heard FitzSimmons talking.

"Why would she do this to us Jemma?" Fitz asked.

"I don't know Leo, I really don't" Simmons replied.

"But choosing him over us" Fitz complained.

"I know Leo. I just hope he was worth it" Simmons replied. They carried on with their work, and I carried on to the training centre. I was determined to stop saying 'Bang' when I fired a gun, and figure out the safety and magazine release. It might get me slightly out of Ward's doghouse at least. However, several hours later, I was no further along in this mission, and after saying 'Bang' for the umpteenth time, I heard a low chuckle. It was AC, dressed in a tight fitted t-shirt, completely unlike him, and shorts. He looked pretty good. The shirt fitted in all the right places, and showed off muscles I didn't actually know he even had. Stop it Skye. He hates you. You saw the way he looked at you, and he has this Maria, whoever she is. You will never be anything to him.

"Hi" I said shyly.

"Hello" he nodded. "Still saying bang?"

"Force of habit" I grinned.

"Want some help?" he aaked.

"Please" I replied. He nodded and took my hand in his. He was way too close. He steadied my arm, still keeping his body very close to mine. He whispered in my ear, "now fire". I fired the gun, and didn't say a word.

"See. All better now" Phil said.

"But you helped me" I replied.

"Try it without me. You can do it" he replied. I did everything Phil had just done for me, I focused, straightened my arm, and took aim. Again, I fired in silence. I looked at him, and he just gave me a look that said, 'told you so'.

"Thank you" I said.

"It's what I'm here for" he said. You could feel the atmosphere sizzling.

"It's getting late. I have to go" I said, clearing my throat.

He nodded curtly. "Of course"

"Thanks again, Phil, I mean AC" I said, before quickly leaving. I heard him chuckle again, before setting to work on the punchbag. I went to my bunk and settled in my bed. I drifted off slowly. I couldn't stop dreaming about the orphanage, and how the older girls used to beat me up, and chase me round. It was the worst part of my life, I never want to go back there. I woke with a start. I got up and made my way to pour myself a drink to take my mind off it. I found Phil already there. He raised an eyebrow as I sat down.

"Couldn't sleep?" he asked.

"More like nightmares" I replied, pouring a whiskey.

"What of?" he asked, a genuine concern flashing across his face.

"I used to get beat up by older girls at the orphanage I was at" I admitted, looking at my hands. "They would chase me round, dunk my head in a toilet, that sort of stuff, and I couldn't do anything"

"Skye, I'm so sorry. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. How did you cope?" Phil asked, his voice strangely gentle, completely unlike the cold, harsh tone he used before.

"I just had to. I couldn't tell anyone. Now Agent Coulson, why are you sat here?" I asked.

"I'm off the clock, I am allowed to relax sometimes" he teased.

"I guess so" I teased back. We stayed drinking for a while and then he walked me back to my bunk. He turned to leave but I stopped him.

"I wouldn't normally ask, but will you stay with me tonight?" I asked nervously.

"Skye..." he sighed.

"Please" I pleaded. He sighed but gave in.

"Ok" he said, and crawled in next to me. "I'm here if you need me. Sleep tight Skye" He put his arm around me, and pulled me close, and for the first time in a while, I slept soundly.