A/N: Okay, I know it's been a week, but I'm back! Not sure how often I'll be able to update over the coming days, as I have exams starting next Saturday, and I really need to study. I'll do my best to stay on top of this, bu no promises!

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DISCLAIMER: I only own this story. And the nurse.

Skye woke in the morning to bright light streaming in through the hospital window. She squeezed her eyes shut and gradually allowed them to adjust. Once she had some semblance of her vision working, she glanced around the room. A folded up stretcher leaned against the wall underneath the window, and Skye was confused at the feet on the floor, propped up by their toes.

A knock on the door drew her attention, and as Kara entered the room, an easy smile on her face, a man popped up in Skye's peripheral vision. Startled, she looked back at him, and recognised Grant. Smiling cheekily, she covered up her previous confusion.

"I wondered what those feet were doing." She laughed a little at Grant's amused smirk and slight shake of his head.

"It's like he can't go a day without pushing himself up off the floor." Kara chimed in, dropping ungracefully into the seat by Skye's bed.

"Ha ha, guys. My sides are splitting." Grant said, dramatically gesturing his hands widely.

"Were you trying to be funny, Skye?" Kara asked, mixing her tone with innocence and confusion.

"No, not at all." Skye replied in the same manner, causing Grant to roll his eyes. She dropped her voice to a stage whisper. "I think his humour settings need a little work." She sat back, giggling, as Kara muffled her own laughter behind her hand.

Kara straightened up in her seat as her laughter died away. She intended to talk to Skye in private, so tried to ward off Grant.

"Grant, could you give Skye and I a few moments alone? I need to talk to her about some things."

Grant frowned. "What things?" He still clearly did not want to leave Skye alone with anyone. You stubborn dove. she thought.

"Ladies' things." She clarified, inclining her head to further get across her meaning. To his credit, Grant merely tensed slightly.

"Well, if ladies are going to be a part of my life, then shouldn't I know about these things?" he folded is arms, looking a little like a pouting toddler who was not getting his way.

Kara and Skye looked stunned. They looked at each other as if to check that they both heard the same thing.

"Damn, girl!" Kara breathed out, her tone entirely made up of awe. "You bagged the man with everything!"

Skye grinned and looked so proud of herself, but there was a hint of hesitation there, and that worried Grant. Unfortunately, Evelyn walked in before he could broach that.

"Good morning!" Evelyn smiled. "Someone looks cheerful." She observed with a happy smile.

"I get to go home!" Skye declared, squeezing herself up in excitement at the thought. Grant thought that she could really sell something if she wanted to. "I miss my fridge." Everyone laughed at that. That was so Skye.

"Well, we'll be checking over your vitals, and if all seems good, you'll be discharged within the hour." The nurse replied, picking up the tablet at the end of the bed. "Did you sleep well, Mr. Ward?" she politely asked, glancing up at him with a kind smile.

"The stretcher was surprisingly comfy." He replied, sounding genuine. It really was. Where do they sell them?

Before the silence after Grant's words lasted longer than two seconds, Skye turned to Kara. "How's Bakshi?" she asked.

Clever. Grant thought, impressed. Less awkwardness, less suspicion.

"He's fine." Kara replied easily, slipping into her mask of pretending to actually care for the man seamlessly. "Starting on his next project, which is good."

No one out of the trio knew what to say to keep the conversation going after that, so all three were grateful for Evelyn to announce that she was finished.

"All done!" she said brightly. "I'll just have the doctor sign your discharge papers, and then you can go home."

None of the smiles in the room were faked at the news.