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"I love you, Skye. You're my everything. Do you know that?" he spoke again after some moments of peaceful silence.

"I do" I replied, smiling and looking up to see his beautiful chocolate eyes.

He looked pretty surprised. Though pretty would be an understatement.

"I love you too, Grant" I said, squeezing his hand in reassurance and smiling at him lovingly.

In a few seconds his arms were around me and he was kissing me senseless. It was so fast that I couldn't tell when was the moment he pressed me to his chest and attacked my mouth. I reacted as fast as I could and answered the kiss, kissing him back with all the passion that I had collected during all those months of denying my feelings for him. It felt blissful to be so incredibly close to the man I love, finally, and to feel him, feel his heart beating so fast, to the rhythm of my own, and to know that he loves me too and that this isn't some kind of unreciprocated love. I still can't believe I thought he'd never love me back all those months. Couldn't believe that I've been blind all that time and couldn't see that what we have. This is mutual, unconditional, all-consuming love. The best feeling in the world. It's a connection that makes us one. One piece consisting of two parts. It all looks so clear to me now. We are one whole puzzle. Two pieces that have finally found each other.

As we slowly pulled apart, both smiling and still holding onto each other, our faces touching, our breathing coming back to normal, Grant said:

"I love you and you have no idea what I had to go through these past days. I saw you die so many times it would be more than enough for several lifetimes"

The way his voice almost breaks at the end and the hurt in his voice make me sick. I have done this to him. I've never regretted anything in my life more than this. Hurting the man I love.

I start kissing him softly. His temple, his forehead, cheeks, neck. Whispering "I'm sorry", which wouldn't change a thing that had happened but at least let him know how sorry I am. He just holds me even tighter to himself and it's getting pretty hard to breathe but I wouldn't dare tell him. It feels so right when he holds me so close. Nothing ever felt that right in my life. Just him.

"I'm here. I'm right here" I whispered into his ear reassuringly.

"I know, baby. That's all what matters" he whispered back, kissing the top of my head, his arms still wrapped strongly around me.

"Do you forgive me?" I asked him, fearing his answer would be negative.

He pulled away and I wouldn't deny that it scared me. I wanted him right back where he was before.

He lifted my chin and cupped my face in his hands, looking deep into my eyes. I could swear I was going to melt right there and then.

"Skye, of course I forgive you"

He continued making sure our eyes locked:

"But you still owe me that promise. Never ever pull anything like that again" he said, looking at me intensely.

Of course I'd never ever do anything like that again. All it brought us is pain and misery.

I nod and feel fresh tears on my cheeks.

"I swear, Ward, I will never do anything like that again" I said in almost whisper, looking into his eyes with guilt. I should have never done that in the first place.

He kissed my forehead, saying:

"Don't cry, Skye. Please, don't cry. It's over now. You're safe, with me, just where you're supposed to be" he said to me soothingly, holding me tight. I had no idea how he could make me feel better with just a few words. My Robot has quite a way with words after all.

The next morning I opened my eyes feeling absolutely great, both physically and emotionally, thinking that was a good sign and a reason to resume my training. I didn't want to get way too relaxed and forget everything Ward had already taught me. I wanted to start training again and train hard. Make him proud. Make A.C. proud. I knew it was a long long way till I could become anything close to Ward but still I was very determined and motivated. My S.O. was doing a great job. I was so grateful for having him as my S.O. Although we'd started on the wrong foot, he turned out to be the best possible person to take over my training.

My thoughts were interrupted by some weight on my waist pulling me to something firm. I smiled subconsciously, recognizing the feeling and lay my hand over his that was resting on my stomach and giving me the butterflies.

"Good morning, beautiful" he mumbled kissing me on the neck.

"Morning, Robot" I replied grinning to myself, knowing well enough that nickname was driving him mad.

"Hey, little minx. How about calling me by my name?" he complained tracing small circles on my arm and put a soft kiss on my shoulder.

"Not a chance. Only if you behave"

"I'll think about it but I can't hold any promises…" he said slowly trailing kisses across my arm making me ticklish.

I chose that moment to change the topic and distract him from tickling me more and getting to know I was ticklish.

"We should resume my training. Today" I said in a demanding tone.

I heard him sigh and turned to face him. He looked pretty tense.

"Skye. You just got hurt. Badly. I'm not going to exhaust you while you're still recovering. I want you to be healthy" said Ward, his hand gently brushing my cheek.

"I'm not recovering, Ward, I've already recovered, can't you see? I'm back to normal and I wanna train! Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

"Stop it, Skye. No one had cleared you for physical exercises yet so you're not doing any. You should rest and regain your strength"

"I told you, I'm feeling fine! I know I can go back to training now. I'm bored to death!" I complained sending him a glare.

The glare didn't work on my super tough S.O.

"Stop it. Right now. You're lucky to be alive. And if you think I'll let you train after almost dying just several days ago then you're just silly. You're not getting any training until you're cleared"

"But…" I tried to object.

"No buts, Skye! This topic is closed" he said sternly, clearly getting mad at me for being so stubborn.

Ward couldn't believe it. His Rookie who hated training more often than not demanded to start her training immediately. Her determination was starting to worry him. Moreover she was in no condition for training. Simmons said that she still needed time to get back her strength. She might feel normal but it's nothing but a feeling. If she started working out she'd get her body exhausted very fast and it would only slow down her recovery.

Skye didn't say anything. Seeing her so upset, her beautiful face looking so sad, hurt more than he was willing to admit. God, she just looked so innocent. So cute and adorable that it was hard to stay away from her or resist that urge to pull her closer to himself. She was everything he longed for, everything he wanted and needed. If he had been told two or maybe five years ago that there would come a time when the most important thing in his life would be that sweet and adorable hacktivist he would have laughed right them in the face. But yet here he was holding on to this small Rookie of his for dear life, never intending to let go. And that's what she's done to him.

Skyeward fluff here we go... 3