So, this chapter is mainly about Skye, but don't worry: there will be a Grant nightmare scene soon.

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Skye

I decide to sleep with Grant that night.

Not in a sexual way, of course (I'm not that ready), but in a normal way. So I can comfort him if he needs it, and so I can let him comfort me.

Because my dreams have quickly became nightmares.

Grant doesn't comment when I slip into bed beside him, just moves over so I can have more room. I curl up next to him, inhaling his scent, and close my eyes, willing for his presence to make it all go away.

Unfortunately for me, life has other plans.

I'm tied to the chair again. I can't move my hands. Garrett prowls around me like a hungry lion, and I'm his prey. I swallow, hating the feeling of powerlessness. He smiles crookedly.

"Hello, Skye." He says softly, one hand cupping my face. I try to flinch away, but the bindings hold me tight.

"All you had to was hack that damn file." Garrett hisses down my neck, his breath warm against my neck. It makes me think that I'm in the pits of hell. I squirm uncomfortably. "But you couldn't do that, could you?"

He walks around me again, his eyes enraged. I swallow back my fear, clamping my lips down tightly so I don't whimper.

He slaps me, hard, across the face. My cheek burns, but I still mange to keep my head held up high.

"You are an insolent girl." He tells me. "No one will ever care for you."

"Coulson-" I start, but Garrett cuts me off.

"You're a pity case, girl. He likes to fix those who are broken, remember?" Garrett grins nastily.

"Grant-" I try again, but again he interrupts me.

"That pathetic boy? Before I met him, he was just a weak kid, quivering in fear from his older brother's beatings. And now..." He chuckles evilly. "Well, when I was finished with him, he turned into the perfect solider. And all it took was 5 years of him being alone in the Wyoming woods!" Garrett smiles smugly.

"I hate you." I tell Garrett with absolute certainty. "And I'm glad you're dead."

"Sure you are now, because you're all over my boy Ward. But what happens after you realise that that boy isn't meant to be mended. Before you realise he's a lost cause, 'cause he was broken before he even met me, girl. Trust me on this: Grant Ward is broken beyond repair." Garrett laughs again.

"I'll never give up on him." I inform Garrett as I struggle against my bindings. He grins wickedly again, walking up close to me.

"You should." He says - no, whispers. "You really should."

I wake up with a start, in a cold sweat. I glance down at Grant and see him, remarkably, still asleep. Quietly, so I don't wake him, I take a full of water from the glass by his bedside and lie back down. But my eyes stay wide open.

Not because I'm scared of dreaming again (well, I am, but ignore that for the moment).

Because I just realised what Garrett said to me.

And all it took was 5 years of him being alone in the Wyoming woods! His words echo in my mind.

I was just dreaming about Garrett, I try to convince myself, while a little voice in my head perks up and tells me:

How could of that been a dream, Skye? Because last time I checked, you had no idea that Ward was apparently left alone in the woods for 5 years. That's new news to you.

So how did you 'dream' this new information that you had no way of knowing?