Hey babes! Here's a new chapter for you all. Thanks so much for all the positive reviews I got last chapter. I'm glad that you're all happy Grant is back with his family. :)
Also, who is super pumped for the season finale of AoS on Tuesday?! And they got picked up for a third season! Yay!
Okay, on to the story. Enjoy!
*November 24, 2014*
Making her way up the front steps of Grant's house, Skye pulls out the key he had given her just a couple of months prior and inserts it into the lock. Pushing the door open, she steps inside. "Grant!" She calls into the house. "I'm back!" She deposits her keys into the basket by the door, setting her purse and shopping bags down as well, and toeing off her shoes by the door.
A second later, she sees Grant hobble into the room on his crutches. "Hey," he smiles at her.
"Hey," she smiles back, leaning up to place a kiss to his lips.
"Where were you?" He asks her.
"I just went out and did some shopping with Jemma after I dropped Sara off at school." She tells him as the two of them make their way to the couch. "Then we went and got a late lunch. We both really needed it."
"Good for you."
Skye collapses down onto the couch cushions and lets out a sigh, "I just really wish the police would contact us already. I mean, they've already talked to me before, while you were still in the hospital, about how they're pretty sure the wreck wasn't an accident, but they never said if they found anything that could help them find out who actually did this."
Grant sits down next to her on the couch, laying his crutches on the floor in front of the couch. "Hey," he starts, grabbing both of her hands in his, "it'll be fine. The police will figure out who did this."
"I know," she sighs. "It's just, with every day that goes by without this person being caught, that's just another day where they could possibly hurt someone else. Even though it's only been a couple of days it still makes me really nervous."
"I know. I feel the same way." He glances over at the clock and then looks back to her, "It's almost time for Sara to get out of school. Why don't you go and pick her up and then when you get back we'll all have some ice cream and play Monopoly."
Skye looks over at him and smiles, "I think that sounds like a really great idea." She stands up from the couch and presses a kiss to his cheek. She grabs her purse and keys from the side table, stepping to the door when her phone goes off in her pocket. She pulls her phone out and looks at the caller ID. "It's my dad," she tells Grant, pressing the Answer Call button. She holds the phone to her ear, "Hey dad, what's up?"
"Skye, you and Grant need to get over to my office."
"Why? What's going on?"
"The cops think they may have found the person who hit you two."
Skye's breath catches for a moment before she's able to speak again, "They did? Who is it?"
"They said they'll tell you when you get here."
"Okay, see you soon. Bye."
"Bye."
Skye hangs up her phone and looks at Grant, "That was my dad. He said we need to get over to his office."
"Did he say why?" Grant asks, looking up at her.
"The police think they may have figured out who hit us."
"Then let's go," Grant says hurriedly, grabbing his crutches off of the ground and beginning to make his way towards his bedroom to change into something more appropriate before they head out.
"Grant, wait."
He turns around to look at Skye, "What?"
"What about Sara?"
Grant thinks for a minute. "Call Fitz and see if he can pick her up. If he can't, then call Jemma. If she can't, call Bobbi or whoever else will get her."
"Okay," she says, pulling her phone back out of her pocket and dialing Fitz's number.
Entering the front doors of SHIELD Records, Skye and Grant make their way straight up to the front desk, stopping for just a minute in front of it.
"Hello, welcome to SHIELD Records. How can I be of assistance?" The man at the desk says, not looking up at them.
"Jerry, it's me," Skye says to him.
The heavy set man looks up from his computer. He has light gray hair covering his head and he smiles when he sees Skye, the smile reaching all the way up to his eyes, "Oh. Hello Skye, Grant. Phil is expecting you in his office. Go right on up."
"Thank you!" Skye calls over her shoulder as she and Grant head towards the elevators. They step inside and press the button to go up to Phil's office. When the doors close, Skye begins lightly bouncing on her feet nervously.
"Relax, Skye," Grant says to her, placing one hand on her lower back and gently massaging it as best he can.
"I'm sorry," she says back, relaxing into his touch. "I'm just really anxious right now, and nervous. I just want all of this to be over. It's making me crazy that this person hasn't been caught yet."
"I know," Grant says, "but the police think they know who it is, right? That's a really good thing."
She smiles up at him, "I know it is."
The elevator dings, alerting them that they've arrived at the correct floor. The doors slide open and Grant and Skye both step off, beginning to make their way down the long hallway that leads to Skye's dads' office.
"Dad," Skye says as she and Grant turn down the hallway just outside of Phil's office. "What's going on? Who hit us? You said the police know."
"They think they do," Phil says to his daughter. "They're in my office right now. They just need to run the face by you and Grant, to see if either of you know the person."
"Right," Skye says. "Come on," she motions to Grant and the two of them move towards her father's office. When they enter, they see two detectives standing in the middle of the room, speaking to each other in hushed tones.
"Hello," Skye says, catching their attention.
"Miss Coulson," one of the Detectives steps forward, extending his hand to her. "It's great to see you again."
"You as well," Skye smiles, accepting his hand.
"This is my boyfriend, Grant Ward. Grant, these are the detectives who spoke to me at the hospital. Detective Jeffrey Roland and Edwin Lane."
"Hello," Grant nods his head at the both of them. They nod their head back.
"So, my dad said that you have a face for us," Skye speaks up.
"Yes," Detective Roland says, opening a folder in his arms, pulling out a photograph. He hands it over to them, "Do either of you know this woman?"
Grant and Skye both take the photo from the Detective, looking at it. It's a slightly grainy photograph of a woman behind a car wheel, but the photo has been enhanced slightly to make it easier to see. It doesn't take Grant very long to recognize the face. "That's her," he says, his breath catching in his throat. "That's Miranda."
"Miranda," Lane repeats, flipping open his notebook. "Do you have a last name?"
Grant nods his head, "Yeah. Uh, Costello. Miranda Costello."
"Okay," Lane jots the name down. "And how do you know her?"
"She's my daughters' biological mother," he tells the two detectives. "She's the one who hit us?" He hands the photo back to the detectives.
Detective Roland nods his head, "We believe so. That photo we showed you was taken from a video some kids took that night. They didn't realize at first that they caught this on camera until just last night when they were combing through their footage. They had heard about the crash and when they put together when and where it was, they brought this to us."
"Wow," Skye breathes out. "That's amazing."
"We like to think so," Roland smiles. "Now Grant, you're sure that this is the woman you think it is?"
He nods his head, "Positive. I'd recognize her face anywhere."
"And do you have any idea why she would want to harm you?" Lane asks.
Grant speaks without hesitation, "Sara. My—well, our daughter. She wants Sara."
"When was the last time you spoke with Miranda?"
"She came by the house a couple of months ago. I had completely forgotten about it until now because I never saw her again after that. She came by the house and said she wanted to be back in Sara's life. She hasn't seen Sara since she was just a few weeks old and then she just showed up, thinking it'd be that easy." Skye takes his hand in hers and he gives her an appreciative smile. He turns back to the two Detectives, "After we argued for a few minutes I told her to leave my property or I'd call the cops and have them forcibly remove her."
"And did she leave?" Roland asks.
Grant nods his head, "Yeah. But she threatened me before she drove off."
"What did she say?" Lane asks.
"She said she would get her daughter back and that she'd do whatever she had to do."
"Sounds like motive to me," Lane points out, looking over at his partner.
Roland nods his head at his partner before speaking, "Do you have any idea on where she might have gone when she left your property?"
Grant shakes his head, "I'm sorry, no. I didn't even know she was in town, let alone where she'd be staying."
"It's fine," Lane assures him. "We'll find her."
"Thank you," Grant says, shaking hands with the detectives. "We really appreciate this."
"We're happy to help," Lane tells him with a smile. "We'll be sure to contact you when we find her. If you can think of anything else, please let us know." Roland removes a card from his pocket, handing it over to Skye.
"I'll see you out," Phil says, walking out of the room with the two Detectives. When they're out of the room, Skye turns to Grant and watches him for a minute.
"How are you feeling?" she asks him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He sighs, "Honestly? I don't know. I just really hope they find her and she gets what she deserves."
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Also, who knows who the Jerry at the front desk is? He is basically another character from a tv show that I love.
Until next time,
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