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THREE: I'm Always Alone (Even When I'm Surrounded)

I'm alone again.

Just like after I ran away from St Agnes, I'm alone. But unlike then, I'm surrounded by people.

But they're not the person I want more than anything in the world.


Coulson asks me how I am. He pats me on the back. He gives me a drink of tea.

It goes cold on the side.

I tell him I'm okay. He believes me.

I spend the rest of the day crying in my bunk.


May teaches me hate fu.

I do the movements.

I'm still not there.

She asks me if I want to talk.

I tell her I'm fine.

She believes me.

I cry at his bedside, silently with my face turned away from the cameras.


Cal tells me about my mother. How when she entered a room, the atmosphere would brighten, and how she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

I don't react.

All his story makes me think about is him.

He asks me if I have any questions. I thank him for the story, and then I politely excuse myself.

In the hallway outside, my chest heaves with the effort of keeping my tears quiet.


Simmons makes me chamomile tea.

It goes cold.

She tells me how he's doing.

I keep still.

She asks whether I want any medication, to help me sleep.

I tell her no.


Fitz makes monkey jokes.

I don't crack a smile.


"I'm never letting go of you." I tell him as I sit at his bedside. "So you can't leave me. Because I won't let you. Got that?"

He doesn't reply.

He never replies.


I know that they're all worried for me. I get thinner. My eyes look like they've been punched. I don't care.

"I can't go until you wake up."


"Skye, please. He'll wake up. Please sleep!" Coulson tries to persuade me to leave his bedside.

"I can't. Not until he wakes up." I respond resolutely.


"Skye?" Cal tries next.

"No."

"But-"

"You weren't there for me for all my life. You don't get to tell me what to do." My tone is cruel, and Cal walks away, hurt playing out in his eyes.

I stare at his closed eyes.

"You looked hurt when I told you we were toxic." I murmur.


"I keep dreaming that you're here." I murmur. "But then I awake and you're still asleep. Wake up, Grant. I want to play battleship."

"This is my fault. I'm sorry, Grant."

"It's never your fault." I can almost imagine him telling me.

But his lips never move to form the words.


When he actually wakes up, I'm asleep in my bunk after Simmons sedated me. But before I can rush into the lab to see him, Coulson stops me.

"I wouldn't go in there, Skye." He tells me, his eyes sad.

"Why?" My heart is beating like the fluttering of a hummingbird's wings. I want to see him. I have to see him.

"Skye..." Coulson's eyes are so deeply sad. He reaches out one hand and squeezes my shoulder.

"He doesn't remember you."


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