Donnie sat on Skye's bed next to her with his eyes closed, both were leaning against the headboard. It was late at night and Skye and Donnie were supposed to be asleep. After Lincoln had left, Melinda had seen to Skye's arms and hands and then Skye had gone to Donnie's room to talk. Skye had told him to pretend to be asleep and then sneak into her room after midnight. Skye checked her phone and saw it read one twenty-five. Donnie shifted and laid his head on her shoulder. Skye continued to type into the computer. She had Melinda's laptop resting on her lap. Skye didn't have her own computer except for the small one the school loaned out to them. And she couldn't use that one to hack in because it had bells and whistles on it that showed what she was doing. So obviously, she had pilfered Melinda's computer and was currently trying to find information about Mr. and Mrs. Brody. So far, she'd found out that Mrs. Anne Brody used to be named Anne Malick and was the younger half-sister of Gideon Malick, the real estate mogul and political icon in New York. Also, she was the sister of Damian Malick, her computer teacher.

"Hey look at this." Skye spoke in a low quiet voice.

"What?" Donnie was obviously half asleep. He responded in nearly a whisper. The only light in the room besides the computer was from a small desk lamp. Skye had put a towel on the floor to block the light from the hallway.

"Looks like Malick and his real estate company own The Four Winds Rehab Center. Come on – get up. I'm gonna print the list I got from their company files. All the companies this Gideon Malick owns. Go down to Mr. C's office and grab the copies from his printer."

Donnie grumbled but started to do as she asked him. When he got near the door Skye spoke again.

"Ooooo wait a sec. Come here. Look at the screen."

He stopped and went back to her, looked at the screen and then looked at Skye and shrugged.

"Donnie, it's a picture of Gideon Malick and Damian Malick and James and Anne Brody and John Garrett, the high school gym teacher."

"Okay. So what? Damian Malick and Garrett are friends."

"Look closer. On the right." She blew up the photo to make it larger.

"Holy shit Skye."

"Yeah. That's Mark and Lynn Hamilton. Next to Anne Brody. Wait let me see if I can bring up more pics."

Skye typed away a bit and then sat back while her face turned pale.

"What? What is it Skye?"

"Isn't that the guy we saw at that meeting who was talking where we saw the Hamiltons that night, and where I think I saw Anne Brody too? And isn't that your mom with David Hamilton?"

Donnie looked at the picture that showed another group shot with a smiling man at the center dressed in a purple suit. On one side of the man were two people Donnie did not recognize, but on the other side was his mom smiling and her arm wrapped around David Hamilton's waist. He looked up at Skye in puzzlement.

"How would she know him?"

Skye shrugged and then slapped her head in realization. "Drugs. They are both addicts Donnie."

"Yeah. David was always high. The hell. That jerkoff knew my mom?"

"Look at the guy in the suit."

"The purple suit. Yeah, he's the leader of the church thing. Looks weird."

"He reminds me of someone. His smile."

"I dunno. Maybe he's a drug dealer? That's why my mom would be anywhere. Anywhere drugs are. David too. Some of those weird preachers are into weird shit."

"Hey, go grab those copies from the printer. I don't want to forget them. I'm gonna go further in and see if I can find more pics or lists."

Donnie nodded and left the room quietly, careful to not make noise so he did not wake up the Coulsons. Skye typed away trying to break into another firewall. She was about to give up on trying to access the files when the encryption popped. It opened a new window with several more files she was able to access. She worked on the encrypted passwords and more pics appeared. The first one was a picture of the building she and Donnie had seen the Hamiltons enter when they lived in Lincoln Park. They had been downtown at the library and were walking home when they saw them go into a warehouse. Curious they had snuck in and witnessed a few minutes of a weird church like service. It was weird cause Skye had noticed half the people were highly classy dressed and the other half were not. In fact, the other half looked like homeless and street people. At the time they just shrugged it off as some weird spiritual thing her foster parents were into.

The next picture was a clinic that was downtown in Lincoln Park that was near the warehouse. The next picture was a laboratory of some sort. The sign on the front said Momentum Labs. The next picture was the Four Winds Rehab Clinic. Skye moved all the pics to a file and then inserted a flash drive into Melinda's computer and copied them. She then opened a few more files that popped up and saved them on the flash drive as well, figuring she would check them out later. It was now after two, and the longer they were awake the better chance they would be caught by Melinda or Phil.

Donnie came back in the room and gave her the copies he had retrieved. "I should get to my room and go to bed."

"Yeah you should. I'll finish this and then put the computer back. You head out. Be quiet."

"I know. You find something else?"

"Don't know. I'll look more tomorrow. Go. Good night."

Skye waited till the last file was downloaded to the flash drive and then got out of everything and cleared her browser history. She turned off the computer and then quietly left her room. Using a small flashlight, she carefully walked downstairs and put Melinda's computer back in the case and placed the case exactly the way she had found it on the chair in the living room. She made her way back up the stairs and back to her room.

Melinda's eyes flashed open and she laid still. She thought she heard a noise in the hallway. She listened for a few seconds but heard nothing else. She got up and made her way to the door in the dark. She opened the door and saw a shadow by Skye's room. She turned on the hall light and watched Skye jump in surprise.

"Oh, hey Skye. What are you doing up? It's after two."

"Yeah. I- I uh – needed to pee."

Melinda nodded. "You sure you're okay. You look a little pale." She made her way over to Skye. She felt her forehead. "You don't feel warm."

"I'm fine. I just must have drunk too much tea or something."

Melinda stared at her and then smiled. "Okay. Go back to bed. See you in few hours." She walked back to her room while Skye entered her room.

Skye closed the door and just stood there breathing a sigh of relief. That was too close. She'd have to be more careful next time, especially living in the same house with Melinda and her spy skills.

The next morning Clint came over very early at seven. Phil was already up and was making breakfast when he let himself in to the house. Clint had his own key to the Coulson's. He made enough noise walking through the house so that Phil would know it was him. He poked his head into the kitchen and smiled as he smelled the food.

"Bacon and chocolate chip pancakes."

"Hey Clint. Grab a cup of coffee. First set of pancakes will be up in a few minutes, and the bacon is already done."

Clint poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. He knew this was Phil's way of thanking him for helping them and just waited for the pancakes to be done. "So anyway, what's the plan today?"

"Finish cleaning out the basement spare room and takin the trash to the dump. You drove your pickup truck over, right?"

"Yep. It can haul a bunch of trash or whatever else you have."

"Good we have a couple pieces of broken gym equipment, some magazines, boxes of rags and just a bunch of other stuff to get rid of. After that we wanted to paint that room."

"Sounds good. Haven't painted anything for a while. Melinda not up yet?"

"She's up. In the shower. She's going go to the gym today and do some paperwork, and then she has to teach the morning classes. Natasha has morning classes at college."

"Yeah she told me. She's going over there at one and teaching till around eight when the last class is over. I've got to head out of here by 7:30 so I can pick her up."

Phil smiled as he plopped a plate of pancakes in front of Clint. "So - you and Natasha. That's going well huh?" He walked to the counter to bring the bacon to the table.

"Yeah. We've gone out a couple times. Only time I see her lately though is to pick her up at work and dive her home."

"Yeah Mel really appreciates all she's done this past week, not only taking over Mel's classes but also closing up every night. And all you've done helping to clean up."

"No problem. "We are both glad to."

Phil went back to the stove to make another batch of pancakes while Clint dug into the food. Melinda stepped into the kitchen dressed in her workout clothes. She bent down to gave Clint a hug from behind.

"Hey you."

"Hi Melinda." He garbled around his mouthful of pancake. He swallowed and spoke again. "I've missed these things. No one makes them as good as Phil."

"Careful. It will go to his head." She moved, pecked her husband on the cheek and got a cup and proceeded to make her tea. By the time her tea was ready Phil had finished the second batch of pancakes and had joined Clint at the table. Melinda sat down as well filling her own plate with pancakes and bacon. "You going to cook for the kids too? I checked in on them and both were sound asleep."

"Nah. They will have to fend for themselves. We have plenty of cereal and bagels. Clint and I are going to get started right after breakfast. You leaving early?"

"Yes. I'm going to get paperwork done and I have 3 classes to teach until Natasha comes in around one. I'll be back home after I run some errands too. I need to mail some packages and stop at the drug store for a few things, and I think we need a few groceries."

"Yeah chocolate milk and white milk, orange juice and iced tea. Donnie and Skye go through those like water. Oh, and eggs and bread and popcorn."

"Those are all already on my list. Anything else?"

"Candy and chips. We have two kids living here now."

Melinda smirked. "Three you mean. And that stuff is not good for you. Candy makes kids hyper and chips have too many carbs. You shouldn't eat either."

"You just got done eating chocolate chips."

"In pancakes, and that's enough for the week. For all of us."

"I mean it's not like Melinda doesn't work it off Phil. You on the other hand." Clint laughed at Phil's hurt expression.

Melinda just smirked. "I don't know Clint. Phil works it off pretty well. Last work out was pretty intense. Sexercise can use up a lot of carbs, you know.

"Cripes Melinda. Did you have to go there? It's too early in the morning."

She just shrugged her shoulders and flashed him a grin. "Anyway, thanks for helping out,but I have to scoot. I'd bring pizza for lunch, but I won't be home till three or later."

"We'll send Hunter out for some. Talked to him last night and he said he and Bobbi would be here around ten. They worked late last night and were sleeping in." Clint got up and took his plate and glass to the sink.

"Oh yeah, Phil, you have enough beer than for Hunter? Or should I pick some up?" Melinda asked.

"Should be good. I stocked up the basement fridge last week."

Melinda went over to Phil and kissed him and then gave Clint a peck on the cheek and a hug. "Thank you."

He gave her a smile as she walked out the kitchen door. "You really married up Phil."

"Don't I know it."

Melinda walked down the hallway and stuck her head into the living room. Ah there it was. Her backpack with her computer and her paperwork was setting on the armchair. She retrieved it and headed out the front door.

Skye woke slowly turning over to grab her phone from the night table to check the time. As she did the bright light shining through the blinds in the room hit her eyes and she squinted. She grabbed around for the phone and finally pulled it to her face. The time was ten- forty. She blinked away the last vestiges of sleep and then sat up suddenly wide awake. Holy crap, it was ten – forty. She jumped out of bed and threw off her pajamas and quickly dressed in sweatpants and a T-shirt. She sat on the bed pull and pulled on a pair of socks and her sneakers. She left the room and walked over to Donnie's room and saw the door was opened. She peeked in and saw that Donnie was not there. She walked down the stairs and it was then that she heard music coming from the basement. She walked down the basement steps too, and the first thing she saw was a bunch of boxes piled up just outside the spare room. She looked inside and saw Mr. C. with Hunter and another man she did not recognize.

"Hey Skye. I see you finally got up."

Skye jumped and grabbed her chest as she turned around. Seeing it was Bobbi, she took in a deep breath. "You always sneak up on people?"

"Not always. But when I do it's always with style."

Skye laughed. Just then Donnie came bounding down the basement steps. "Oh hey Skye. Decide to join the living, did you?"

"Shut up. It's not that late."

"It's nearly eleven."

"So? When did you get up?"

"Nine. And after I ate breakfast, I started helping clean out this room. All while you were dreaming away."

"At least it was a good dream. You weren't in it for one."

"Haha. It's like you think that was actually humorous."

Bobbi smiled fondly as the two continued to bicker with each other in a light-hearted way. She got out her phone and texted Melinda that yes, Skye was finally up. "Skye check your phone. Melinda sent you a text."

Skye nodded and pulled the phone form her pocket. She checked her text messages and sure enough there was one from Melinda. It simply said that she would check her arms and hands and re-bandage when she got home in the afternoon and that Skye should hold off taking a shower. She quickly texted back to Melinda. She turned to Bobbi and said, "I'm gonna go grab something to eat and then I'll be back to help."

"Actually Skye, Melinda said for you to not help. She doesn't want you lifting or carrying anything yet, so she said I should tell you to work on your schoolwork today. She said you could probably help paint if we get that far today."

"Seriously? I'm fine. It's already been four days, and everything is healing good."

"Yeah and you want it to keep it that way."

"Look you don't have to tell her. I can at least move some ..."

"Nope. She said you'd try to talk me into letting your help and said you'd be really good at manipulating me so I shouldn't listen to you. At all."

Bobbi stared back as Skye glared at her. Skye turned and stomped up the basement steps. Donnie turned to Bobbi and gave her a sympathetic grin. "She'll be back, you know?"

"I do. Melinda said that too."

"Stay strong."

"Oh, I will. I am far more afraid of pissing off Melinda than I am of hurting Skye's feelings"

Skye came back down two more times after eating breakfast to try to convince Bobbi to let her help. Bobbi didn't budge. Skye was currently sitting on the top basement step as she listened to the others working while old rock music blared from the spare room. She pulled out her phone and texted Melinda. 'I'm mad at you again.' Then she tried to text Lincoln but remembered he was in school. So, she texted Jemma. They had a good little conversation about how Will and Fitz were doing. After that she checked to see if Melinda had responded back. She hadn't. So, she sent another text. "I am really mad at you.'

"Excuse me please."

Skye got up to let the guy pass through. He turned to her and introduced himself. "I'm Clint. I've seen you at Mel's gym, but I don't think I've ever been properly introduced. Clint Barton."

She took his offered hand. "I'm Skye. I'm staying here."

"Yeah I know. That kid Donnie, talks about you a lot."

"Nothing good I bet."

He laughed. "Actually, all good. But hey I need to use the restroom. Nice to meet you."

"You too."

He headed off to the bathroom and instead of siting back down Skye decided to go to her room. Once she got there she sat at the desk and got out the lists she had copied the previous night. She started reading through them. About fifteen minutes passed and then Skye stopped and stared.

"What the hell." She read it again and then shuffled a few more papers. Then she got out her school computer and clicked on google maps. Aiming in on the small town of Lincoln Park, she hovered over the map and zoomed in on a few buildings. The warehouse and clinic and Momentum Labs and a bunch of low housing buildings were all on the same block. As was another building named Quinn Technical Research. She looked and cross referenced everything on her lists and found that every building on that block was owned by Malick Real Estate. She looked at the list again and checked the map and found that the next block of buildings that included a halfway house, a homeless shelter and a restaurant as well as more low housing apartment buildings were also owned by Malick Real Estate. She looked at the next paper and realized the next three blocks all the buildings were also owned by Malick Real Estate. Many were said to be owned under other company names, but all traced back to the real owner being Malick Real Estate on the files she had copied. There was even a day care in the mix.

Skye wanted to do more research but couldn't on her school computer. She poured over the information she had making notes and trying to find more buildings in Lincoln Park owned by Malick Real Estate. She needed to get into those files she had accessed last night again. She stopped when her phone buzzed and checked to see that Melinda had finally texted her back. 'Sorry it's for the best and you know it. Will be home soon. Hope you got some of your schoolwork done.' Shit. It was almost three already. Oh no, she had not gotten any school work done and had gotten really involved in this Malick stuff. She took all the papers and hid them and then got out her school stuff. She checked through her work and found an easy computer assignment which she started working on. She cranked out two computer assignments and read a short story for English and answered the questions before Melinda got home. Skye was reading another short story when Melinda knocked on the bedroom door.

"Yeah?"

"It's me. Can I come in?"

"I'm mad at you."

"I know. I still need to change your bandages and check your wounds."

"I guess you can come in. But I'm not happy."

Melinda opened the door and came into the room. She saw Skye was sitting on her bed reading and her schoolwork was spread out on her desk. "I see you are doing your work."

"I didn't really have a choice. It was either that or be bored silly sitting on the basement steps while everyone else had fun."

"You think cleaning up a room is fun?"

"Um hello. The other choice was school stuff."

Melinda laughed. "Your point is made. Come on, Let's check those arms." She turned to go to the bathroom.

Skye huffed and then got up and followed her. "Still mad."

Melinda laughed.

Melinda and Skye both walked down the basement stairs and entered the completely cleaned out room. Clint and Phil had taken the trash to the dump and Hunter had gone out to get pizza. Bobbi and Donnie were sweeping and dusting the room. Bobbi looked up as they entered. "Nearly done. Room is ready to be painted."

"I can't thank you guys enough for helping to do this Bobbi."

"Oh please. It's what family does."

Melinda smiled. "Phil tells me you have been a great help Donnie. Thank you too."

He shrugged and smiled. "I had fun. Clint told some stories about Phil. He was his teacher when Clint was in high school."

"Wow. So Mr. C. is ancient, "Skye said dryly.

Bobbi laughed along with Melinda. "Clint's only thirty Skye. That was only 12 years ago."

"Hey." Hunter yelled down the steps. "Pizza's here."

"Yay!" Donnie ran out of the room and flew up the steps. The rest followed a bit slower. A few minutes later Clint and Phil got home.

Skye sat at the table eating pizza and listening to the adults tell stories and tease each other. Occasionally Donnie would join in and ask a question. The latest story was about how Phil and Melinda had met. Bobbi was telling it.

"So my geeky big brother literally spilled trash on a beautiful woman and then they got married."

"Good thing she took pity on him. He was getting pretty old." Clint laughed as Phil punched him in his shoulder.

"Melinda is only two years younger than me."

"Really? Cause it looks more like a fifteen-year age difference to me mate." Hunter smirked at Phil.

"Yeah Phil. She looks much younger. Plus she's way prettier than you. Never could figure out how my old geeky history teacher with bad jokes hauled in such a catch."

"What can I say. The smart pretty ladies always fall for geeks. You should know Clint. Natasha fell for you."

"Hey. I am not a geek."

Donnie shook his head at Clint. "Dude you talked all day about Sci Fi movies and comic books. You told me how Mr. C. took you to a comic con and how you got to meet all these comic writers. Sounds pretty geeky to me. Right Skye?"

"Definitely geeky. Nerdy even."

"I went undercover as a geek once. I was fantastic as a geek. The coolest geek ever. Right Bobs?"

"You pretended to be a computer hacker checking on a manufactured break in that we did to gain access. You typed like an eight-year old who never saw a keyboard before. Felicity had to talk you through each peck you made, and she nearly killed me afterward for allowing you to be the hacker. So, no Hunter. You were not fantastic nor cool."

"I remember that," Clint said. "Wasn't that the weird cult place that we were investigating? That place the informant said they were paying the homeless to do experiments with unapproved drugs and other chemicals?"

"Yeah the informant said they had this weird guy who oversaw some shelters and offered money and a place to stay for volunteering for the experiments."

Donnie raised his eyebrows at Skye. He directed his question at Bobbi. "Was that in Lincoln Park?"

"No right here in Kingston. Down on Murray Street. No matter though. The informant's info did not pan out. Turns out the place was legit and that some of our town's most prominent folks supported the place and the guy and his work."

"Yeah he was a bit off, but he was helping the homeless providing shelter and food and even clothes." Hunter shrugged. "Even though his own clothes were a bit off for a preacher. A bright purple suit and shoes."

"Well, being eccentric is not a crime Hunter. If it was, you'd be in prison."

The whole group of adults laughed at that. Skye and Donnie meanwhile were both in deep thought.

Melinda had sent Skye and Donnie to their rooms to work on some of their school assignments. Bobbi and Hunter were still hanging around, but Clint had gone to pick up Natasha. Hunter popped open another beer while Bobbi opted for coffee with Phil, and Melinda got herself another cup of tea.

"Did you call Director Fury or touch base with Akela yet?" Bobbi's question was directed at Melinda.

"Both actually. Akela is getting back to me tomorrow. Fury is working with Izzy and Mike trading information about The Ward family and trying to find information about the Hamilton family."

Hunter shook his head and added. "Well that's good. Hopefully something pops we can use. That whole Ward family seems shady. Mack and Elena said that the Guttierrez's stories were believable. Both kids appeared to be telling the truth about Grant Ward and his friends."

"Akela said they have a lot of information they've been looking at concerning Ulster County. Nothing substantial – just a lot of unconnected blips. Things popping up that seem random but since my call they've been wondering if there are connections. She said that Fury was considering sending a team down here to try to put the pieces together. She wants to be part of it, and says she'd be the perfect investigator considering she lived in the area."

Bobbie pondered the new information and then asked, "What kind of random things."

"The whole county has an uptick of homeless deaths, as well as a few unsolved murders of prostitutes and known drug dealers. Plus, there's been an increase in psychotic violent crimes with increased hospital admittance of people with psychotic breaks. Many are homeless or live in subsidized housing. Akela referred to the incidents and deaths as anomalies."

"Strange indeed."

"Yeah and you know – prostitutes and drug dealers dying isn't a high priority of investigations. None of the other police departments in the nearby towns seem concerned at all. Anyway, I should know more tomorrow hopefully. Meanwhile, Jeri Hogarth has been working non-stop with Sharon and Vic to obtain Thomas's release and to get protection for all the kids. Hopefully those restraining orders happen soon."

"Well meanwhile, none of the kids should go out anywhere without an adult. I hope that was made clear to them all."

Melinda nodded. "It was made clear to Donnie and Skye. I am sure everyone else knows that as well."

Bobbi nodded as the four adults turned their conversation to less serious subjects.

"Skye are you nuts?"

"Oh, come on Donnie. We will be fine. It's not like we aren't used to being on our own."

"Mr. and Mrs. C. gave us strict orders to not go anywhere without an adult. And now you not only want to traipse about this town looking for clues, you want to go to Kingston and look there too."

"Yes. But I need a computer first. I have a theory that Malick has dealings here too, in Kingston and I need to get deeper into their files. What if his company owns that building that Melinda was talking about? I mean how many cult type leaders in purple suits can there be in the area?"

"Look Skye, Bobbi said the info did not pan out."

"But there is a guy in a purple suit. Maybe he can at least lead us to the Hamiltons. To where they are and why my files where wiped and what is going on. You know my hospital records are missing too. It's weird. It's like someone was trying to wipe my history. But why?"

"Or maybe we tell Melinda about seeing the purple man and that we saw the Hamiltons there, and you saw Mrs. Brody there, and that somehow my mom knows him too."

"I'm gonna check my suspicions about the place here in Kingston the police investigated, and other properties on Murray Street and see what I can find. If what I think is there, then we will need to check it out before I can tell Melinda and Bobbi. I mean we need something solid to give them or they will think we are nuts."

"You gonna steal Mrs. C's computer again tonight?"

"Borrow. Not steal. And yeah, I am. But you just go do your work. I'll get it much later and see what I can find out."

"So what do you think is the connection? To you and all this stuff?"

"I don't know. But I have a redacted file Donnie along with many of my St Agnes files and hospital files disappearing. What if it has something to do with my parents? With Jiaying who I think is my mother? Why are we at the center of this?"

"Maybe we aren't. At the center I mean."

"Except look at all that's happened. Your mom knows the purple suit guy. So do the Hamiltons. So does my new foster mom, Mrs. Brody. The Hamiltons disappeared. Files have disappeared. Not just mine but I heard Melinda talking and police files have disappeared. Evidence in cases was tampered with. People who are powerful are getting away with rapes and assaults. All those businesses that Malick owns on those blocks in Lincoln Park are not good investments. They mostly cater to the underprivileged and poor. It's weird and somehow, I am involved. Not to mention that the rehab hospital they kidnapped Thomas and took to is also owned by Malick. Malick's brother teaches at the school as does Garrett who seems to encourage the kids to be bullies and Mrs. Brody is Malick's sister. It's like I am at the center of everything and I have no clue why."

"Or it's all just coincidences and you are reading way too much into everything?"

"Yeah. But I'm still gonna check out Murray Street and what is there."

"Okay. Let me know what you find. We are painting tomorrow. Ryan and Jemma are coming over and the four of us and Mr. C are gonna paint. So, don't stay up too late cause they are coming at nine, and you sleeping in that late again would make them suspicious."

"Okay. I won't. Go get you schoolwork done." He left and Skye opened her biology book trying to concentrate on reading about the skeletal system, but her mind kept going back to her past, and wondering about that redacted file that only gave two names – Jiaying and Daisy."

Later, Melinda was checking Skye's wounds and her stitches. "These can come out tomorrow. They healed nicely. No sign of infection at all either. Flex your arms for me."

Skye did as she was told. "I can help paint tomorrow right?"

Melinda checked her arms. "Now move your wrists please. Up and down and back and forth." Skye did as she asked. "Good. No pain?" Skye shook her head. "Yes, you can help paint tomorrow but no ladders. I don't want you falling and injuring your arms in any way. I'll take those stitches out first thing in the morning and wrap the cuts in bandages, so they don't get dirt or paint in them. But I'm going to leave them open tonight. You are good to go."

Skye smiled. "Thanks. You know- for everything."

"You're welcome. I guess you aren't mad at me anymore?"

Skye gave her a grin. "I guess not. But I really was. I sat on the basement step for a while."

Melinda raised her eyebrows. "Yeah I know. I got your texts. Did you at least get some schoolwork done?"

"Yeah I am nearly caught up on history and I finished all my computer stuff. I still need to finish a comparison paper for English class and read two more short stories and do the questions. Plus, I still have all my biology and algebra and Spanish work. Wow- yeah – not even close to catching up."

"Well it's a week's worth of work plus whatever you were supposed to do last weekend. It'll take a couple days. If you need help with history – you could ask Phil. I could help with your Spanish if you want."

"Yeah okay. I can ask Donnie if I need help in algebra. Which is my worst subject. Well that and biology."

Melinda smiled and gently moved a couple stray hair back from Skye's face. "I never was very good at math and science either. Anyway, it is getting kind of late. I have a long day tomorrow so I'm going to bed. You probably should soon as well."

"Yeah I will. I might try to read more about bones first. Are you going to work tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have to be there at nine. Natasha has a test in one of her afternoon classes, so she wants to study in the morning, I won't be home till around four. But Phil will be here all day with you and Donnie, and Vic is coming over with Jemma and Ryan as well. So, I will have to take those stitches out and bandage you up early."

"Okay. I'll set my alarm for eight. Is that enough time before you go?"

"Should be. Okay then. Good night Skye."

"Goodnight."

Melinda exited the room and Skye sighed. She grabbed her bio book and leaned back against the headboard and started reading. Might as well accomplish something while she waited for everyone to go to sleep, she thought.