Freudian Slip

Skye knows she's in trouble the moments she gets back to the Bus after the mission – her S.O.'s hard-set jaw and narrowed eyes are enough testament for that. And okay, she won't say he's completely unjustified in his anger – after all, she did defy his order, even if her decision ultimately led to the success of the operation.

She is still formulating her little defense-speech in her mind she plans to present to him, hoping to somewhat placate him, when he – in a quite rough way – grabs her arm and drags her back to the avionics bay, without giving her a chance to speak.

He only starts shouting when they are out of earshot of the others.

"Have you lost your damn mind!?" he snaps at her, making her wince. "That move of yours was completely irresponsible, reckless and stupid, and endangered the whole mission!"

"Hey!" she counters. "Thanks that that reckless move we have the guy! We won! And everybody's in one piece! I don't know about you, Robot, but in my book, it's a freaking big victory, so I really don't care how we got here."

"Well, I do!" He takes a half-step forward, invading her personal space, but she doesn't back down. "Because you could have died out there –"

"Please, I had everything under control–"

"And I can't lose you!"

"Well, in that case…" Her words die on her lips as what he just said sinks in. For three whole seconds, there complete silence between them, only broken by his heavy breathing. "Wait a minute… What did you just say?"

"I, ah…" He runs his fingers through his hair in a helpless gesture, taking a step back, suddenly looking way more flustered than angry. "It's just…" He clears his throat. "What you did was stupid. You could have died because of it, and, as your S.O. it's something I cannot let happen. So I don't want to see you defying my orders once again. Understood?"

Her mouth slightly opens in astonishment as she looks up to him.

"Of course, but–"

"Great. Now go, write your report. And don't forget, we have training tomorrow morning," and with that, he turns his back to her, and walks away, leaving Skye there, standing alone.

"…But that's not what you meant, right?" she whispers to herself, touching her arm where his hand was only minutes ago.