Hey guys! I survived finals weeks! Thank you for being patient with me and I hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday season :) I'm surrounded by my family right now and I'm so happy!

This prompt was sent in my Lynx Wilde and inkblot29 and they both wanted to see how Skye would deal with storms. I hope you all like it and I'll be updating Trust is a Two-Way Street as soon as I can! Thank you so much for reading and as always, I own nothing (I wish I did) and all mistakes are my own xx


The lady on the news had told them that the hurricane was going to go around them so Skye hadn't been worried. She felt bad for the people the hurricane was going to hit, she bet that it would be scary to go through a storm like that, but once she found out that it wouldn't impact her, she had gone back to playing with her dolls and ignored the smiling news lady.

That had been two days ago but now the hurricane had changed its course and was heading towards them. She was scurrying after her parents as they got everything ready.

Her mom was gathering all of their candles and matches from the kitchen drawers while her dad moved into the garage to bring in a package of bottled water. She had been following them around all day but since she couldn't follow the both of them, she glanced at her dad before letting him walk towards the garage and grabbing onto her moms leg, "Are they sure the hurricane's coming this way? They were wrong before."

Her mom gave her a reassuring look and continued to search through the drawers, "I think they're pretty sure. See how windy it is outside?"

She looked towards the backyard and grimaced. The wind was whipping through the trees and leaves and small branches were flying everywhere. She watched as a page from the newspaper rushed by and got caught on one of the swings on her playground.

Tapping her mom's thigh, she said, "Is my playground going to be okay?"

Her mom stopped what she was doing to run a comforting hand through Skye's hair, "It'll be fine baby. This hurricane isn't that big and our backyard has been through worse. Everything's okay."

Her mom's words reassured her a little bit and nodded, "Alright."

May smiled at her and handed her some candles, "Will you put some of these in the living room and bring some to Trip and Tasha?"

Even though she really didn't want to be by herself, she nodded and took the candles from her mom before running out of the kitchen and into the living room. She scattered a couple of candles around the room before heading upstairs.

She pushed into Trip's room first. He was listening to music so he didn't notice her until she was standing right in front of him. He gave her a grin and pulled his headphones out of his ears, "Hey Skye."

She gave him a small, forced smile and offered him some candles. He took some from her and set them down before focusing back on her, "You okay?"

Biting the inside of her cheek, she fidgeted from side to side and tried not to look nervous, "Yeah, I'm okay."

Trip looked like he didn't believe her, "You don't have to be worried. The hurricane is pretty much just like any other rainstorm, just a little windier. It'll be alright."

She stopped biting her cheek and said, "Promise?"

He nodded, smiled at her, and offered her his pinky, "I pinky promise."

She gave him a real smile this time and wrapped her pinky around his, "Okay. Thanks Trip."

"No problem girl, that's what I'm here for."

She gave him one last smile before turning around and heading towards her sister's room.

Natasha's door was partially open so Skye didn't bother knocking, she just walked into the room. Nattie didn't seem to mind, she was lying on her stomach and reading a magazine and smiled when she spotted her.

Her sister sat up and Skye set the remaining candles down on the bedside table before jumping onto the bed next to Natasha. She bounced up and down once or twice before settling down and leaning into Nattie's side, "I brought you some candles."

She felt Natasha run her fingers through her hair and leaned into the touch, "Thanks. I hope we don't need them though. I hate when the power goes out."

Skye wasn't a huge fan of the power going pit either but she didn't say anything about it. Instead, she shifted a little so that she was resting her head on her sister's lap and was looking up at her, "Trip and mommy said that I shouldn't be worried about the hurricane but I still am."

Nattie reached down and rested a hand on top of Skye's head, "It's okay to be a little worried but everything will be okay."

"That's what everyone keeps saying."

Her sister smiled down at her, "Then you should listen to them."

Storms were pretty scary. Before Skye lived with her family, she used to hide under the bed during rainstorms because she didn't like how loud they were. Now, her family would play loud music or turn the volume on the t.v. up to drown out the noise and she would cuddle with either her mom or her dad. She was still a little afraid of storms but it wasn't too bad when she was with her family. This was different though. She knew that hurricanes were worse than regular storms and couldn't help but feel nervous.

She cuddled closer to her sister, "I've never dealt with a hurricane before."

"I have and it's not that bad. There's just a lot of flooding, wind, and branches on the ground."

She told herself to believe her family and that they had never lied to her before so they wouldn't be lying about this. They kept saying that everything would be alright so she tried to believe them.


When the hurricane had hit, it had honestly been a little anticlimactic. The rain just got heavier and the wind got louder.

She had been watching Cupcake Wars with Natasha and Trip and hadn't even realized that the hurricane was on top of them. The power stayed on and since all the curtains were closed, she had just kept watching t.v.

Everything had been fine until Skye heard a loud crack coming from the backyard. The loud noise made her jump in surprise and she shrunk back into the couch cushions, "What was that?"

"Don't worry about it little monkey, it was probably nothing." Nattie tried to wrap an arm around her but Skye moved out of reach and hopped off of the couch. Before anyone could stop her, she walked over to the backdoor, pushed the curtain aside, and peered out.

Sitting in the middle of her backyard was a big, broken branch. It must have broken off of one of the tall trees back there but the branch was pretty big. It was taller than her dad and wide.

The branch scared her. If the storm was strong enough to break a branch that big, was her house going to be okay? What if another branch broke off and fell on top of them?

Backing away from the door, she hurriedly made her way back onto the couch and tucked herself into Natasha's side, "I don't like the hurricane."

Nattie gently patted her thigh and pointed to the t.v. screen, "Look, they're making cupcakes with bacon in them. Gross, huh?"

Trip spoke up, "I dunno, I'd try it."

Natasha scrunched up her nose in disgust, "Ew Trip."

Skye knew that they were trying to distract her and she let them. She pushed the scary storm to the back of her mind and watched the show with her siblings.

That lasted for about forty-five more minutes until suddenly, the power went out.

The room went dark, the fans stopped working, and the smiling bakers from her show disappeared. Without the noise from the t.v., Skye could clearly hear the wind howling around them and the loud sound of rain pelting against the side of her house. She couldn't help it, she was afraid, "Mommy! Daddy!"

Natasha was trying to comfort her, she was saying soothing things and was running a gently hand through Skye's hair, but as soon as she saw her parents come down the staircase, she jumped up and ran over to them.

Her dad wasn't expecting her to crash into him like she did so he grunted and faltered for a second before wrapping an arm around her in a tight hug. She looked up and rested her chin on his tummy before anxiously saying, "I don't like this storm. What if a branch falls on us? What if the wind breaks the house? Mommy said my playground will be okay but I don't know if it will be, like what if-"

Her dad cut her off, "We'll be fine sweetheart, you're worrying too much. Your mommy and I are the ones who are supposed to worry, not you."

She couldn't help it, storms made her nervous, "What if everything isn't fine?"

Her mom reached over and gently tugged her towards the living room, "Everything is fine baby, now, let's play a game."

Skye let her mom pull her back into the living room but shook her head. Didn't they know that they were in the middle of a hurricane? "But-"

Her mom cut her off, "We've got Uno, Candyland, and Chutes and Ladders. What should we play?"

Natasha slid off the couch and onto the floor, "Uno!"

Trip, who had managed to light all the candles in the living room, followed after her, "Yeah, let's play Uno. It's the only game I ever win at."

Natasha gave him a competitive look, "Don't hold your breath, I'm about to destroy you."

Skye couldn't help but grin a little. Playing games with her family was always fun. Everyone was so competitive that it was hard not to get absorbed into the game. She sat down on the floor and her parents sat on either side of her. She looked towards her siblings and smiled, "I'm about to beat both of you."

Nattie laughed and Trip leaned towards her, "Bring it on."


They played three games of Uno and Skye lost all of them. Natasha had won two of them and Trip had won one. They were playing their fourth game, Trip had insisted so that he could redeem himself, so Skye waited patiently while her dad passed out the cards.

She was just about to grab her cards when she heard another loud crack and knew that it was another tree branch. She nervously glanced towards the windows and her earlier fears came rushing back to her. She really, really didn't like storms.

The wind was howling and she heard a soft thud as something hit the side of the house. Skye made a distressed sound and crawled across the little circle they had made on the floor over to her mom. After clambering into May's lap, she made herself comfortable, leaned back against her mom's chest, and looked up at her and said, "Don't look at my cards, okay mommy?"

She felt her mom press a kiss to the top of her head, "I won't."

The wind was growing louder and the rain was slamming against the walls of the house and Skye was still afraid of falling branches but she felt safe in her mom's arms.

They went back to the game and Skye ignored the storm around her.


It had been a couple hours since they had played their last card game. It was dark out and the storm was still raging around them. Everyone was still in the living room except now they were all doing different things.

Trip was sprawled out in the chair, his legs were thrown haphazardly over the arms of the chair, and he was listening to some music. His head kept dropping to his shoulder for a minute or two before he would jerk awake, look around to see if anyone noticed that he had fallen asleep, and then repeat it.

Her mom and dad were both reading on the couch. Her dad was squinting because the power was still out and the candlelight was soft.

She was lying on the floor next to Nattie. Crayons were scattered around them and her princess coloring book was in front of them, half-colored.

Her eyes felt heavy and her eyelids kept drooping but she didn't want to fall asleep. She wanted to be awake so that if something bad was going to happen, she would know about it right away and could react. She didn't trust the wind or the trees or the rain.

She hadn't realized that she was slipping into unconsciousness until a gentle hand on her shoulder woke her up. After blinking blearily, she looked at the hand and then up at who the hand belonged to.

Her dad gave her a smile, "Bedtime."

She shook her head, "I'm not tired."

No one believed her.

Her dad crouched down and picked her up, "It's still bedtime."

She meant to shake her head, to wiggle around until her dad set her back on the floor, but her body wasn't listening to her. Instead, she leaned heavily against her dad's chest and rested her cheek on his shoulder, "I don't wanna."

Her dad started to make his was towards her room and when Skye looked back, she could see that her mom was following them.

Her dad didn't say anything and Skye made a sound of protest, "M'not even tired."

"I know you aren't sweetheart."

Her eyes shut without her permission and the next thing she knew, she was nestled in her warm bed with her dolls tucked securely around her. Her mom was pressing a kiss to her forehead and Skye blinked and tried to focus on her, "Is the storm gone yet?"

She didn't know why she asked that, she could still hear the wind and rain.

Her mom tucked her blankets around her, "Not yet."

It was probably because she was so tired, but she couldn't stop it when her eyes welled up with tears, "I don't like it."

Her dad came into view and he sat down on the edge of the bed, "It's almost gone sweetheart."

Pulling Alice and Mara close to her chest, she said, "It's scary."

Her mom reached forward and brushed her bangs out of her eyes, "You've been very brave."

The storm was still scary but it felt good to be called brave. She grabbed onto her mom's hand and looked up at her, "Will you stay with me 'til I fall asleep?"

Both her parents nodded, "Of course."

Skye watched them sit down, rolled over, and shut her eyes. She fell asleep with the wind and rain whirling aggressively outside but she felt safe with the parents watching over her.

Please let me know what you think! How're you guys doing? I feel like it's been so long! I hope that everyone who's still going through finals is doing alright and everyone is having a fun holiday season :) Thanks for reading and don't forget to go vote on the poll for which one-shot I should write next! xx -Ariel