A/N: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
Grant awoke hearing someone shuffling in the kitchen, the foot steps much too light to be Coulson's, and Agent May was on the stick, he could hear Fitz and Simmons sleeping in their respective bunks. Grant got up and went down into the kitchen to see Skye sitting at the island eating a tub of ice cream. The Agent softly smiled and walked over to her, placing his hands around her waist, placing his lips to her neck.
Startled, Skye stopped eating and turned to look at him.
"Jesus Grant!" She scolded, playfully shoving him as she picked up the metal spoon and continued eating.
"What are you doing up anyway?" He asked, pouring himself a glass of orange juice.
"Couldn't sleep, you?"
"I heard you down here. I might have a few things on my mind."
"Like what?" Skye asked, getting up and putting the ice cream away, turning her attention on Grant.
"About you. The baby. What if...what if I can't protect you two? What if i'm not a good father?" He asked, putting his head in his hands.
"Well, you're going to do your best and that's all that matters. You're going to be a great father, and we have a lot of people to help us."
Grant nodded.
"Boy or Girl? What do you want?" He asked, looking back up at her as she sat back down at the granite island.
"Doesn't matter as long as he or she is healthy. I have a feeling it's a girl though." She said, giving a soft smile at him.
"How do you know?"
"Mothers intuition? I don't know. It just...seems like it. You know we need to think of names, right?" She asked him, sighing.
"It's too early right now, but let's agree on this; you can come up with the first name, i'll come up with a middle name, deal?" Grant asked, shaking his head as she scrunched up her face, clearly in thought.
"It's a deal. I think the name should mean something. Like miracle, or hope. We're lucky the baby's fine."
Grant sighed as Skye started to get up and head back to her bunk.
Yeah, so are you... He thought.
Skye abruptly turned back to face him, almost as if she had heard his thought.
"Are you keeping things from me?" She asked, raising an eye brow at him.
"It's not like you're not keeping secrets!" He snapped, shocking her. Three in the morning was not the time to have this conversation, but she wasn't about to drop it.
"I keep secrets to protect others I care about. What's your excuse?" She retorted, approaching him as she rubbed her neck.
Grant sighed as she sat back down.
"Skye...you should be dead."
She looked taken aback, a mixture of hurt and anger in her brown eyes, never in all her twenty-one-years had she heard those words. Not even from Marco.
"Well, if that's what you think_"
"No! I didn't mean it that way. Skye, that knife could have easily severed your spine. It came pretty damn close too, i'm lucky we didn't cause any more damage when we pulled it out. The knife...it had already gotten lodged in part of your spine. You were gripping the handle, the knife was in up to the handle." Grant explained, getting up and taking Skye's hand, he lifted up the back of her shirt and placed her hand in the middle of her back. Pain shot through her back as she could feel the part of her spine that the blade had cut. Grant could tell it hurt when he saw her cringe and ripped her arm out of his grip.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Why didn't you tell me this after I woke up?" She asked, ignoring his statement.
"Coulson told the Doctor to leave that part out. We didn't want to worry you. If you didn't die, we were almost certain that you'd lose the baby and be paralyzed from the waist down. You're lucky you're even walking." He said, sitting back down and looking at her.
Grant didn't see anger, but a softer expression than she had ten minutes before.
"I'm...hurt that you didn't initially tell me. What if I woke up and I had been paralyzed?"
"Well, obviously we'd have told you then, but we didn't think you needed to know. We realized this when we saw you were able to move on your own with only a slight limp."
Skye sighed and put her head in her hands before looking up and pursing her lips before speaking.
"I'd have done the same. Sometimes we have to keep things secret to protect those we care about." She said, placing a gentle hand on top of Wards.
Skye's phone beeped, causing them to look at each other, confused. Who the hell would be awake texting her at three in the morning?
Skye took it out and looked at the message, her heart leaping into her throat.
If you don't join us, you know what we're capable of ~Marco.
The hell is this? Some ABC family drama? I could have sworn I changed my number...or at least blocked his...She thought, pinching the bridge of her nose as she typed up a reply.
No. Leave my family alone.
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