When Skye and Grant got back to the bus it was nearly seven o' clock. Skye was starving.
"How does grilled cheese sound?" Grant asked her.
"I think it sounds incredible." She told him. She looked behind her to see May smiling at her.
"I assume the ultra sound went well. I remember my first one, we were so scared and excited. Any way I came to tell you I'm going in on a mission, I thought you should know, Coulson will have my back, we just need to you to create a diversion." May told her.
"Of course I will. And Mom, thank for telling me the truth about you and AC." Skye said. Melinda smiled. She had waited for so long to be called mom, she dreamed of it.
"I'm so glad I did." May said and then left the room. Grant handed Skye a plate of grilled cheese, which she ate eagerly. When she was done they cleaned up and got ready for bed. Skye fell asleep quickly, Grant watched her until he too drifted off.
It was so cold and dark. There was pain, so much pain. He was so pathetic, he couldn't protect anyone he loved. 'I am worthless.' He thought.
"Look at you, cowering in fear of me. This is all you will ever be able to do." Ben spat at him slashing the knife down Grant's arm. Grant screamed at the agonizing pain. He heard his little brother screaming his name in fear. 'No, I won't let you.' Grant thought. He looked up to see Ben about to bring the knife down on his little brother.
"NO!" He screamed thawing himself in front of his feeble little brother. The knife found a home in his Right upper arm. The pain, was so extreme. All he could think, all he could see, all he knew. It was as if his memory had been wiped clean and replaced with this single thought. He would no longer stand by and allow this. No matter how weak he truly was. He saw his brother bring his hand down hard against his cheek, he fell backwards.
"Remember this, you will never be stronger. Never be better then ME!" Grant was really screaming.
He heard someone calling his name, in worry. But he saw no one. It became louder.
"GRANT, PLEASE GRANT PLEASE WAKE UP!" He heard the voice, it was full of pain. It was a woman, she must be very upset but why was she calling his name? He felt more pain and heard the woman scream his name again.
He shot up in bed, the side light was on and Skye was sobbing next to him. He noticed that he too had been crying.
"Grant, what happened sweetie? I was so scared, I didn't know what to to do." Skye sobbed. He comforted her in his arms for a while.
"I saw my brother, beating me and my little brother up, telling me I'm weak. What if our kid hurts people?" He asked starting to worry.
"Don't worry that won't happen, okay. You'll be fine. So will our baby. I can feel it, now get a good night's rest." Skye ordered him.
The next morning Skye awoke to the smell of sticky buns. She got out of bed and looked down at her swelling stomach. Her pregnancy was becoming more and more apparent. Cradling her stomach she left the room. Grant looked up when she walked in. Fitz and Simmons sat at the table already. Jemma's stomach was much bigger than Skye's. May had told the girls every woman was different ad that they shouldn't worry.
"Good morning." Skye piped up.
"Morning." Fitz and Simmons said in unison. Grant chuckled bringing a pan of sticky buns out of the oven.
"Unless you stop feeding me junk food I'm going to get so fat, and it won't be from the baby." Skye said.
"I like to spoil you, and you deserve it." Grant told her. Skye eagerly bit into a stick bun. She made a sound of pleasure. Just then Coulson and May walked in.
"Ready for your mission?" Fitz and asked. May and Coulson nodded. They were going to be doing a simple take down mission, go in, find the artifact, take it and find the per on who took it. Easy, simple.
At noon they went in. Skye was working on hacking every screen until BAM every screen in the building had a picture of Cookie monster eating the screen.
"Seriously?" Grant asked. indicating the cookie monster.
"I'm in the baby mood." Skye shrugged.
"Nice job Skye I have the artifact secured. I see May. She's being help at gunpoint. I think- NOOO!" They heard Coulson yell. Skye grabbed Grant's arm. Simmons buried her head in Fitz's chest. They all held their breathe.
"May's injured, we're going to be needing type B- blood. Get the med station prepped." They heard Coulson order.
"It's gonna be all right," Coulson whispered into her ear.