I brought you guys another chapter since you and to wait so long for the other one. ( I honestly thought I had posted this last monday when I wrote it!)

Chapter 11: DTR (Define The Relationship)

Skye hated how her body automatically woke her up for training at 4:50 but considering the fact she was sleeping in Ward's room she was now grateful for that internal body clock that allowed her to wake up before May started looking for her. If May found her with him she'd tell Coulson and the last thing she needed was Ward being beat up by him. She gently tried to remove herself from his grip but he just held onto her tighter.

"Please don't leave me."

"I have to. I have training with May in a couple minutes." She said not wanting to leave his warm embrace either.

As she pushed herself up on an elbow she looked down at his face and noticed just how relaxed he looked asleep, well mostly asleep. She leaned down and captured his lips, craving his touch. His kiss was addictive and it made her feel as though with each kiss she was beginning to heal. Ward responded and pulled her down lightly on top of him, minding his bullet wound but keeping her pressed firmly to him. Skye felt herself being pulled in by his intoxicating kiss and had to pry herself off his lips.

"I have to go. I'll be back later." She allowed herself one last kiss that lasted longer than she had originally planned but managed to sneak away to her bunk and change with a lightning fast speed in order to make it downstairs in time.

"What took you so long?" May questioned.

"Nothing. I just had to go to the bathroom is all." Skye lied easily enough. She'd improved in that area since the summer had begun.

May dropped the topic and instead focused on doing their stretches.

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When Ward finally awoke he reached out for his water and pain pills and quickly took them before sitting up and gathering his bearings. He yawned and stretched as much as he could before it pulled at his wound. He tried to make sense of what had happened last night after he fell asleep but found it difficult because he had been so sleepy and groggy because of the medication he had taken. But he was able to recall this morning, just hours ago and he felt something he hadn't in quite a while, joy. But at the same time the full weight of what he'd done hit his chest like a freight train. He'd disobeyed one of the few rules Coulson had given him. His heart was in turmoil. If Coulson were to find out he'd lose his only chance at being a member of the team again. But if he didn't follow his heart he might just lose Skye by telling her they couldn't. He'd have hurt her for the last time and he'd rather die than hurt her again. Why did everything have to be so gray and make or break? He wanted to scream. He didn't want to have to sneak around with Skye, he didn't want to be kicked off the bus, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, why was everything so complicated?

His rubbed his face in his hands and groaned. Everything about this situation sucked. Could he trade his one true love for a chance to gain back his family? What was he supposed to do? Ward stood to his feet and hobbled into the bathroom happy to find it vacant. He turned on the water and let it heat up as he tried to take off his sweatpants. He welcomed the warm water and slowly raised his arm that had been up in a sling and carefully massaged the shampoo into his hair.

He heard the door to the bathroom open and close and peered out a corner of the curtain.

"What on earth are you doing in here Skye?!" He exclaimed.

"Not so loud." She reprimanded.

"I'm in the shower!"

"And I'm not; now that we've stated the obvious can we talk?"

"We are talking."

"No, about us." She said.

"Couldn't we have this in my room after I'm dressed?" He asked.

"No. Because we have more of a chance of someone overhearing us in one of the bunks."

"Never thought this would happen." Ward muttered closing the curtain to finish washing.

"Don't make me open that curtain Grant Ward." Skye threatened seriously.

"I'm showering! We can talk through a curtain!" He exclaimed alarmed.

"Fine. I want to talk about yesterday."

"Me too." He replied from the awkwardness of the shower.

He couldn't see, but Skye shifted and a smile came to her face.

"When we were together I actually felt myself beginning to heal. Like all the pain I felt was being replaced by the love I felt every time I kissed you."

"That's exactly how I felt too." He spoke with a smile.

"Really?" Skye asked, her heart fluttering.

"Yeah. I felt joy when I was with you, I haven't felt that in a long time." Ward elaborated. "There's just one problem Skye." She tensed up beginning to feel herself panic. "Coulson. One of the few things he told me was that I couldn't get involved with you… but I don't know if I can do that Skye."

"He gave you a silent ultimatum, didn't he?" Skye spoke softly.

"Yes."

"If you get involved with me you don't get back on the team."

"Yes." He answered quietly.

"I can't do that Grant. I can't go back. I can't. Not again." She spoke crossing her arms and hugging herself tightly. The water shut off and Ward popped out of the curtain awkwardly reaching for his towel.

"Me either." He said when he was out of the shower with both feet planted on the ground. Skye found it difficult not to stare at his sculpted body but her eyes locked onto his bullet wound where the tissue was beginning to scar, remembering how he'd gotten it.

He walked over to her and pushed her hair back from her face, caressing her cheek with his palm. "What do we do?" She asked sadly.

"We take it day by day, minute by minute, and right now I just want to focus on you." He said sweetly, tilting her chin up so he could lean down to kiss her. "We love each other and right now that's enough, that's what will carry us through. We'll figure something out. For now we just have to be careful. Okay?" She nodded and pushed herself up to reach for her comfort.

"Maybe we should do this when I'm dressed." He said breaking away momentarily.

"Oh, right." Skye replied looking down at his towel.

He smiled and left one last kiss on her lips before poking his head out the door to make sure no one was around. He snuck out the door and headed to his bunk to quickly dress knowing Skye would soon be coming in. It was always difficult trying to put on pants with a cast but after a short struggle he managed to button them and throw a tee on. He cast a quick glance at his alarm clock and was surprised to see that he'd slept in. Even with the shower factored in he would have woken up at eight thirty. Those pills certainly worked at making him sleepy.

He was just about to walk out to make breakfast, thinking Skye wasn't coming, when his door opened and Skye pushed him back in and closed the door. Without another moment's notice she took what she had come for and claimed his lips as her own. Ward certainly wasn't protesting the intrusion though. In fact, he welcomed it because he'd been wanting the opportunity to do just this without having a reason to stop, besides a lack of breath. He held her close to him and relished the feeling of her hands in his hair. He felt himself being consumed by her and wondered if she was feeling the same way. There was a knock at Ward's door and they both broke away in a panic.

"Hold up, I'm changing. Who is it?" Ward said not moving, praying it wasn't Coulson.

"It's Fitz. Tripp and I are making eggs. Do you want some?" Ward felt himself and Skye both breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yeah. Thanks man, I'll have two over easy please."

"No problem. We'll be in the kitchen." He spoke un-suspecting through the door. Ward waited until a count of ten before opening the door to make sure the coast was clear.

When he looked back at Skye they both laughed at how awkward it would have been if Fitz had come in.

"We should probably wait until everyone is asleep next time." She suggested still walking closer to him and leaning up on her tip-toes with a smile on her face. Ward couldn't help but grin as well, knowing exactly what she was about to do. He waited for her lips to touch his but they never did. When he opened his eyes he saw her grinning at him.

"You little tease. Get over here." He said playfully grabbing her and pulling her to him. She giggled and let herself be pulled into his arms again. He placed his forehead against hers and for a moment just stared down into her eyes.

"Are you going to kiss me or not?" She asked, her voice a little shaky under the intensity of his gaze. Her heart fluttered as his lips spread into a smile and slowly touched hers.

"I love you Skye." He whispered against her lips.

"I love you too." She murmured unable to keep her heartbeat down like she'd been trained to.

"Good." He uttered before finally kissing her and pouring his soul into hers.

Skye was taken aback. She could feel his passion, his heartache, his intense love, everything. She was so stunned it left her breathless and she had to pull away to gather herself.

"Whoa." She whispered.

"That's what you do to me everyday."

Skye smiled and left a quick gentle kiss on his lips. "I have to go."

"I know, but if we didn't have this job, if we weren't obligated to spend time apart, I'd never want to leave this moment, right now."

Skye didn't know how to respond. She opened her mouth but no words came out and she didn't know why. Frustrated with her lack of speech she instead reached out to grab his hand and place it over her heart again.

"I understand." He said with a smile. He kissed her one last time before leaving his bunk and closing the door behind him so she wouldn't be seen.

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He was on the couch reading one of the books Tripp had given him when he saw FitzSimmons walking towards him. Finding this interesting considering Simmons normally would turn around upon seeing him; he set his book down and waited for them to sit down across from him.

"Hey guys. What's up?"

"I finally convinced Jemma to sit down and talk with you. Like you did with Tripp and I. To explain your side and then to ask questions."

"Oh." Ward said surprised, adjusting himself on the couch. "Okay, yeah. Where do you want me to start Jemma?"

"How about an explanation as to why you betrayed us all and tried to kill Fitz and I?" Jemma spoke crossly. Ward could see Fitz was about to defend him but Ward stopped him before he could.

"No, it's okay Fitz. First, I didn't want to kill you. But I had no other way of saving you from Garrett's madness. I'd seen him rip out someone's rib and kill him with it. If I didn't make him believe I killed you…I was scared as to what he might do to the two of you. Throwing you out of the plane in that pod was the only bad choice I had. I knew you guys would find a way out. I gave you a chance to save yourself because I couldn't. And I…betrayed you all because John was my father. I honest to God believed he cared about me, that he was the only one who did, and he saved me from prison. In my mind I owed him my life and my allegiance. So I chose him, I shouldn't have, I realize that now. I know he never really cared about me, he just cared about himself and using me to get what he wanted. He conditioned me into the person I was and now I want to be someone different; I get to choose who I'm going to be and I want to be your friend, because you're my family." He spoke gauging Simmons' reaction based off his word choices.

"But you killed people, innocent people." She said coldly.

Ward looked down, not proud of what he'd done. "I know."

"So why should we even let you back here? You're a traitor."

"Jemma!" Fitz exclaimed.

"It's true Fitz! Wake up! This is the man responsible for putting you in a coma." Simmons argued heatedly.

"He's also the man who saved your life when you tried to kill yourself." Fitz countered with his arms crossed.

"Fitz, it's okay man. You don't have to defend me. I deserve her anger."

"But you're changing!" He first directed to Ward then turned to Simmons and said the same thing. "He's changing!"

"I'm not proud of the things I did with John, but I can't take them back. All I can do is try to atone for the wrong I've done. I want to be here to redeem myself, not whitewash my past. To atone, not forget. And I just want you guys to understand my actions, never for me to get you to excuse them."

"We'll see." She spoke before getting up and leaving.

"Well that could have gone better." Fitz said disappointed.

"It's alright Fitz. I'll just have to be patient for a little longer." He dismissed not wanting the man to feel disappointed or that he could have done something better. "Go get her buddy. She needs you, so give her another chance."

Fitz gave him a tight-lipped smile and got up to go after Simmons.

Ward released a breath and looked at the time. Noon, yup, he could eat.

"I wonder if we have stuff to make tacos." Ward mused aloud to himself. Pushing himself off the couch he tried to walk normal but took his time doing so. He'd gotten himself used to hobbling and moving it the wrong way. It was time to start re-adjusting, in more ways than one.

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