He was holding firmly onto Skye's hand and refused to let go. Thankfully she seemed to understand his need to have some form of contact with her -however small- and after the initial attempt, didn't try to pull away. So she remained by his side, listened in horror as Coulson explained just who the Clairvoyant really was, wrapped her arms around him as he collapsed against the wall, stayed with him after Coulson walked away to go talk to Agent Hand.
So here they were, waiting in the hallway with the rest of the team -plus Triplett- for them to return. Truthfully, Ward didn't even know if the team just hung out in a hallway during this time; he wasn't there. 'This would be around the time I'd go to Agent Hand and ask to be the one to escort Garrett to the Fridge,' he mused, remembering what really happened a little over a week ago. But right now…he had no plans other than staying right here, right by Skye, and holding her hand until someone ripped it away from him.
They were still there in the hallway when the level 8's and former level 8 (Garrett) returned, the latter being handcuffed and guarded by two armed agents. Ward and Skye stared at Garrett as he passed, but John's eyes were focused on Ward and in them Grant still saw his arrogance. 'He still thinks I'm going with him,' he realized, then smiled when he planned the exact opposite. Images of the shock on Garrett's face when he realized he really was going to the Fridge to stay almost made Ward laugh.
Skye squeezed his hand to get his attention and Ward looked back in time to see Coulson standing in front of them. His blue eyes flickered down to their still intertwined fingers but obviously decided to leave it be for now. Instead he addressed Ward," Agent Hand is wondering if you'd like to go along. Seeing as he was your S.O. maybe you'd like to put the lock on the door yourself."
Grant scoffed,' Of course.' Even if he planned otherwise, this stupid dream was working against him. But… he was now in control, and could do whatever the hell he wanted, regardless of what really happened.
So he shook his head and subtly pulled Skye further into his side. In response, she twined her arm around his waist and Ward didn't miss the way Coulson's jaw clenched in fatherly concern. "I'm going to have to say no, sir," Ward said," I'll be happy if I never see his face again."
Behind Coulson, he saw Garrett's head turn around so fast that the agents holding him didn't even have time to stop him. But the look of pure shock on his face was enough to make Ward grin.
"Are you sure?" Coulson asked.
Ward unabashedly kissed Skye's temple, the grin still on his lips. "I'm never leaving this team," he replied, and deep down he wished he had said that in the first place.
