She didn't know what had come over her. She was flying to Sydney, Australia. Her duffel bag was packed full of mostly new clothes, that she, Jemma, and Bobbi had rushed to get the day before, and a bunch of other pregnancy crap and books they said she would need.

This was, of course, after she 'asked' Coulson for some time off. Aside from the fact that she'd miss May's return, he had no further objects, especially after Simmons pointed out that it would be good for both her and the baby to get away and relax for a week of two.

Mack was absolutely opposed to the idea of her leaving, even asking to accompany her for the trip. She'd made sure she didn't say no too quickly, but also made sure he wouldn't try to come along.

She went around giving everyone, except a certain Brit, another hug, and goodbye. The car was waiting, and she had to go now if she wanted to get through security on time.

Skye stepped out into the garage, only to laugh at the sight that met her. She should have been expecting this. She smiled a little as the driver opened the door for her. "We're taking Lola?"

The director gave her a small nod, placing her bag in the trunk, before coming back around to the driver's side. She gently closed her door, knowing how much he hated it when someone slammed the doors.

This was nice, she hadn't been in Lola since before she got earthquake powers. Wait. She looked at the man next to her. This wasn't going to turn out like the time he brought her to the Retreat, was it? Before she could voice her concerns, he spoke.

"I gotta ask." He said as they pulled onto the highway. "Why Sydney, Australia?"

She smiled a little, looking down at her purse. It was a pretty random pick if you didn't know that she was going to visit someone. "Never been, for a holiday. An old rising tide contact said she'd set me up with a place if I ever went." It wasn't a lie, she was sure if she had called up the hacker, she would have been happy to hear from her, but no.

She had a place she was going to stay, and it was with the father of her unborn child. Who would hopefully be just as happy to see them as she would to see him. Not that she was going to tell Coulson any of that.

"I hear the coast is nice but isn't it a little chilly this time of year?"

Oh lord, he was digging. Did he know? How did he find out? Did everyone else know?

"That's alright, I don't plan on swimming. Unless there's an indoor pool at my hotel." She was surprised at how cool she sounded. Usually, she'd be making a fool of herself, and reveal she knew something was up by now.

"Still, couldn't you have chosen somewhere a little closer to home? If something goes wrong while you're there, I can't send an immediate evac to get you out." He looked at her almost pleadingly, and she wondered if this was his version of begging to come along.

"Coulson, I can take care of myself. Pregnant or not, I can still cause a lot of damage." At that, his gaze flickered to her hands. She made a good point, he knew she could take care of herself.

"I know. I know."

"So cancel whatever undercover team you were planning to follow me from the airport. I have my computer so if I need to I will wipe myself off the face of the earth for the next two weeks."

He frowned at the threat, his gaze back on the road. His human hand gripping the wheel a little more tightly. "May at least gave me an address if I needed to find her."

"The airport, that's where you'll find me. In two weeks when it's time to pick me up." She tried to hide her smirk, but the look on his face told her she had failed. "If it's really bad, I'll find out in the news and fly right back."

They pulled up to the pickup and drop off area of the airport sooner than she had expected, and she felt the butterflies return. This was really happening, Ward was going to find out everything, no more secrets.

She hesitated to get out, more than a little scared of what was to come. This wasn't like with Coulson where she could just come out with it in her own time. The moment he saw her he would know. It wasn't like she was trying to hide it anymore.

The most she could cover it with was the oversized sweatshirt she'd snatched from Mack, in case she really did get cold while she was there. She hoped he would be happy, that he wouldn't abandon her at the airport.

"You don't have to go. We can set you up at a safe house for a few weeks." If she wasn't keeping her real reason for going, she would have told him she couldn't chicken out now, her husband was waiting for her.

"No. This will be good. It will give me some time to process everything." She gave the man a small smile, leaning over to give him a hug. "Don't try to have too much fun while I'm gone."

"Fine, as long as you don't do anything dangerous while you're there."

That made her smirk. "How can I? I'm leaving all the danger with you." That was a lie, she was going to meet danger, she was staying with danger, she was married to danger.

Coulson scoffed, not believing her for an instant, but didn't comment. He just got out when she did and took her bag out of the back. He hesitated to give it to her, and she could already hear him forming one last argument to stay in his head.

"Coulson, I'm going to be fine. I swear. I'll see you in two weeks." She took her back from him, throwing it over the shoulder she didn't have her purse on. "Try to get time to relax while I'm gone."

He grunted, noncommittally, giving her the once over, for probably the hundredth time that day. She couldn't say some of the tension in her shoulders disappeared when he left, but it did feel better now that she wouldn't have to worry about her face being analyzed every moment.

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Fifteen hours. Why in the world, did she think she'd be okay stuck on a plane for fifteen hours?! Not to say the first class seats weren't amazing, but what could she do for fifteen hours?! She'd been fine the first five or six, she'd been given a blanket and pillow to cuddle down with. Then they had served breakfast around what would have been eight LA time, and she'd still been fine, even finished a book, but there were still four hours left! Sure that wasn't as long as it could have been, but she'd run out of things to do.

She should sleep till lunch, it was going to be seven in the morning when she arrived in Sydney, she should try to beat the jet lag now. Except she was wide awake, and worse, the baby was wide awake, at least it felt like it. Someone was moving around in there, and she guessed she should be happy that it would be a few more weeks before they started kicking. At least that's what she'd gathered from Jemma and the pregnancy book she'd just finished.

Either way, even if sleep was pulling at her, the movement in her belly would keep her awake. She almost grumbled, wanting to tell them to settle down, but reminded herself that there was little to no chance they would listen. She sighed, lifting up her What-To-Expect-When-You're-Expecting book again. She might as well get it memorized. Then anything that happened would be less likely to surprise or freak her out.

"Ma'am, can I get you anything else to drink?"

Skye found herself smiling up at the flight attendant. "Could I have a bottle of water?"

The lady smiled at her, getting the requested drink. "How far along are you?"

"Thirteen weeks. Did you know this is when they start developing vocal cords?" She didn't know why she was suddenly so excited, maybe it was the fact that this was a random stranger she would probably never see again, and she could tell her all about her pregnancy without a care in the world.

"I didn't." She responded, placing the bottle next to a cup of ice on her table. She gave her one more smile, before moving on to the man sitting behind her. She almost wanted to ask why the seat next to her was empty but assumed it had something to do with Grant.

She dozed off somewhere between Week-Sixteen-Baby's-Eyesight-Is-Developing and Week-Seventeen-Warding-Off-Some-Unwanted-Belly-Touching. A blessing in disguise really, when she woke up it was to the flight attendant's voice on the speaker welcoming everyone to Sydney Australia, local time 6:52 AM. The sun was already up, and there was a slight fog on her window. Must be cool outside.

She grimaced, wiping the sleep from her eyes, as she put her book back in her purse. She had to look presentable. This was going to be the first time they had seen each other in months, and with the news, she was carrying, she wanted to look somewhat nice.

She straightened her shirt over the swell of her bump, glad she'd chosen a blouse that actually made her feel a little sexy, and not bloated, and a pair of yoga pants that did wonders for her. She pulled on her sweater(cause there was no way Mack was ever getting it back) and got out of her seat. Time to go see the father of her child.

She made a quick stop in the bathroom after customs, washing her face to remove all remains of sleep and to wake up completely. She could do this. No one else had freaked out, this was going to be alright. Though she hadn't told May yet... Shit. She should have done that before she left... Now she had to worry about how she reacted to finding out.

"No! Focus!" She slapped herself, none too gently. Earning a strange look from the woman that had just walked into the restrooms. She was here for Grant. He was the only one she should be worried about. May was over a thousand miles away. She needed to be here and focused on the now.

With that in mind, she breathed a sigh to relax, before she went to baggage claim. She sent off a text, telling him her gate, so he would know where to park. She found her bag easily, it was the only one covered in fake postcard illustrations.

Her phone pinged just as she was moving to the doors.

'I'm outside. Where are you?'

She peeked out one of the windows, looked through the groups of people coming in and out. She smiled the moment she spotted him. He had barely changed since she'd last seen him. He had a slight stubble, and she immediately remembered the way it tickled the skin of her neck. She almost laughed at the way he was looking around and glancing at his phone.

She pressed the call, raising the device to her ear. He didn't even let the first ring finish.

"Skye?"

"I see you." She teased.

He chuckled, and she watched the grin spill across his face. "We'll are you going to tell me where you are so I can see you too?"

She leaned against the wall for a moment. Preparing herself for the inevitable. Then she made her way to the door. "I'm walking out now. Look up." And he did, giving her the once over as he did, just as she had when she'd laid eyes on him. This was it. She smiled nervously, closing her phone as she made her way to him.

"Hi."