A/N: So sorry that it's taken me a few days to update! This scene's another Kara/Ward friendship DMC :3 and the next will be fluff! And hooray! 10 chapters on this fic! 28 followers, 19 favourites and 26 reviews altogether - you guys make my day XD

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Kara sat on the remaining space on the bed, one leg tucked under her and the other dangling off the side. Skye was sleeping peacefully now, something which she doesn't seem to have had much of recently, and Grant's brows appeared to be permanently creased together.

"Grant." She said softly, gaining his attention. "Relax."

He looked at her as though she'd gone slightly mad. "Relax?" he glanced down at Skye's sleeping form and back up at Kara, a hint of anger entering his gaze. "How can I relax when S.H.I.E.L.D. has put yet another person through hell?"

Kara remained calm, knowing that if she allowed herself to retort, the situation would only escalate. "She asleep. Being tense now isn't going to help anyone, especially her."

"We don't even know what Simmons did to her!"

"Exactly. And we won't know until she tells us. So try calming down and going to sleep. You'll need to be patient until she's ready."

Grant furiously made eye contact with Kara, glaring at her unwillingness to budge with her opinion. Eventually he dropped his gaze to Skye with a loud sigh. "Sorry. You're right, it's just…"

"Your protective streak." Kara replied, nodding. "I know. But there's a time and place for stressing out over someone, and it most certainly is not when they're stressing out themselves."

His face crumpled, expressing just how lost and helpless he felt. "I don't know what to do." He said quietly.

"Hey." Kara whispered, leaning over and grasping his hand firmly. She waited for him to look at her before continuing. "You were there for me when I didn't know what to do. Now neither you nor Skye know what to with yourselves and each other. So I'm gonna be here for the both of you." She got a small but grateful smile in return, and she released his hand. "Go to sleep. You may not have much of a chance to get rest when we leave."

Grant nodded and readjusted his position on the bed, shifting further down and letting his head lean towards Skye's. After a moment, his eyes flickered open as a thought came to him. "Kara, why were you so quick to drop the mission we had?"

Kara, who had stood up to make a hot drink, turned around. "Because I saw she was as broken, if not more, than I was when I found you." She gave him a half-smile. "You're a safe haven, Grant. You're only just starting to realise that." She pivoted towards the kitchenette bench before she said any more.

"That's it?" Grant asked, causing Kara to pause as she picked up a mug.

She sighed. "No one deserves to be left to deal with things alone, even if the people helping them aren't entirely whole themselves."

A few minutes of silence followed her statement, and Kara had half-expected Grant to be asleep when she heard him speak again.

"God, if you'd run S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra would never have gotten a foothold."

Determination sparked in Kara's mind and she smiled. Agent Skye will not be the only one she would help.