Chapter Ten (New Divide)
"I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me. I remembered each flash as time began to blur. Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me. And your voice was all I heard, that I get what I deserve."
Skye groaned, peeling her eyes open and shielding them against the blinding light. She tried to get up, but she couldn't. Her left side was heavy and damn did it hurt.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Skye froze at the gruff voice. She shot up, ignoring the intense pain.
There he sat in a chair not too far from the couch she had been laying on. Ward.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" she hissed. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Ward flinched at the hatred seething from the young agent's voice, "I-I found you shot. A Hydra soldier had shot you in the shoulder. You were unconscious, on the ground. I, uh, knocked the soldier unconscious and brought you here, safe from harm." he tried to explain.
"I would've been ok without your help!" Skye hissed, standing to her feet, still ignoring the burning pain. "Does it look like I want help from you?! Does it?!"
Ward gulped, not sure of how to respond, "I-I don't know. You were unconscious, and bleeding, you've would've been killed if I didn't take care of that soldier."
"And why help now?" Skye asked, her voice lowered. "Why? Because the last time I looked to you for help, you ended up stabbing me in the back. You betrayed me, betrayed all of us. And why would I want your help now of all times? Why didn't you just stay in your cell?"
"The soldiers, they deactivated the barrier. Threatened to kill me. I couldn't stay there." Ward tried to explain. "I couldn't."
"Then you should've just stayed there and let them kill you." Skye said, sitting back down since the pain was becoming overwhelming. "You're better off dead." she hissed.
Ward sunk deeper into the chair, hurt by Skye's words. He had protected her, saved her from death, and what did he get? A death wish. She still wanted to see him dead in the ground. He didn't say a single word.
"What? You're going to stay silent? No, you should've just went ahead and killed yourself when you tried."
There it was again.
"And what would that accomplish?" Ward muttered. "All that would see is your pleasure in seeing me dead. That's all. I tried and failed. I'm not doing it anymore. I moved past that, Skye. What's the use of wishing death upon me when I just saved you from it yourself?" he asked.
"Turning this on me now, are you?"
"Look, I was in a dark time, Skye. I saw no other way out, that's the only way that I saw. I know I tried three times, and I failed three times. And I was wrong to do so. I should've thought of another way to deal with my demons other than trying to kill myself."
"And so you could just continue to rot in that cell?" Skye asked. "You're never getting out, no matter what. And I'll love to see what Coulson wants to do with you once he finds out that you've gotten out. He'll have your head.
And I'll watch every second of it. I don't know if I'll enjoy it, but I'll watch. You lost your freedom as soon as you decided to side with Garrett instead of us."
Ward stayed silent.
"You're a weak man, Ward. That's all I see you as. I don't even know why you tried to save me, I hate you. Everyone hates you and they'll never forgive you. You're all alone, with nowhere to go." Skye continued.
Ward stood slowly to his feet, his gun still hanging from his hand, "I know, I have nowhere to go. I have no one to turn to. There's nothing for me to do anymore." His gun hand raised. "I know I said that I was finished, but I'm not so sure about that. There's no one that cares about me, there's nowhere that I can go. What else is there for me to do? Nothing."
Skye's eyebrow raised, "Ward, what are you doing?" she asked, gripping her injured shoulder.
He placed the tip of the gun to his right temple, "Giving you want you want."
"So give me reason to prove me wrong, to wash this memory clean. Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes. Give me reason, to fill this hole. Connect the space between. Let it be enough to reach the truth that lie, across this new divide."
"Fitz, can you give me the other roll of gauze?" Simmons asked, not taking her attention away from Hunter's shoulder wound. "Fitz?"
She looked, Fitz wasn't in the room.
"Lance, where did he go?" she asked, looking back to Hunter.
He shrugged, "I don't know, I didn't even notice that he left."
"But he doesn't need to be out there when Hydra is still out there!" Simmons exclaimed.
"Contact Trip." Hunter said. "That's all that we can do at the moment."
"Fine. Your wound will be fine for me to leave it long enough to contact him and Mack, Hunter. Give me a few minutes."
Fitz listened from around the corner. Good, they didn't know where he was at. He left to go find Ward on his own. He knew that he was the only one that Ward would truly talk to, not Skye. All he had to do was avoid Hydra soldiers and figure out where Ward was hiding out at.
He made his way down the hallways, fast and quiet, looking in every room for any sign of Ward.
Fitz had been walking for a while when he heard the bone-chilling sound of a gun being prepared to be fired, that one, single click. It echoed out of the room right in front of him.
He shot into the room, freezing as soon as he saw the figure that held the gun.
Skye sat frozen on the couch, her shoulder bleeding. And Ward stood, pain showing in his face, and the tip of his pistol pressed into his temple.
"Ward! No! Not after everything! Not now!" Fitz screamed, lurching forward, unaware of anything else around him.
A shot was fired. A bullet ripping soundlessly through the air.
A body fell to the ground.
The stench of blood filled the frozen air.
"There was nothing inside, the memories left abandoned. There was nowhere to hide, the ashes fell like snow. And the ground caved in, between where we were standing. And your voice was all I heard, that I get what I deserved."
Author's Note:I don't own AoS, Marvel does. Song used is 'New Divide' by Linkin Park. I'm evil again. Very evil. For a hint, check where it says 'Fitz... unaware of anything else around him.' That gives you a clue, think about it and maybe I'm not so evil. Everything is not what it seems. But I'm still evil and I'm living you here. Keep reading and please favorite, follow, and/ or review! ~AwakeAndAliveSpartan.