Hey babes! Back again with a new chapter for ya! This one moves things along a little more, as we're getting closer to the bigger events of s2.

Enjoy!

"Hey, how'd it go?" Skye asks as soon as she sees Grant entering the lounge, shrugging out of his jacket and draping it over the back of the couch.

"As well as can be expected," he replies, letting out a heavy sigh. "She outed Simmons, but another undercover operative got her out before things got too bad for her in there."

"So Simmons is back, then?" she asks, a slight trace of hope in her voice.

Grant shakes his head. "No. I guess she wanted to stay away for a bit longer. Coulson set her up with a different safe house since the one she'd been in was compromised."

Skye sighs, her shoulders slumping. "I feel like this is my fault that she's staying away. She was upset when I told her that I was pregnant, she was so angry with me like I actually tried to get pregnant on purpose. We both know that all of this was not on purpose in any way. But it happened and she couldn't deal with that even though she wasn't the one growing an actual human being inside of her. She didn't want to stick around and see how amazing of a kid our boy is," she says, running a hand over Adian's head, the little boy lying next to her on the couch, happily gumming on one of his chilled teething rings.

"Don't dwell on it too much," he tells her. "She made her choice to leave. That's not on you. You can't blame yourself."

"I know. It just sucks."

"Maybe so. But you just need to find something else to focus your mind on."

"Like what?" she questions, handing Adian's toy back to him when he accidentally tosses it on the floor.

He breathes in deeply. "Like the fact that we know where your father might be."

Her breath catches in her throat and her entire body goes stiff. She forces herself to look up at Grant, swallowing thickly. "What did you just say?"

"Raina gave us a location on him. Or at least, somewhere he's been very recently. Coulson and May are there right now scoping it out, but they sent me and Hunter back to get you, see if you were up for a little field trip."

She swallows, her mind racing with all the possibilities of what this whole thing could mean. She started to give up hope of ever finding her parents, especially after what Coulson told her what feels like a lifetime ago now. Does she really want to do this? Does she really want to possibly see her father for the first time ever? She has questions, obviously, so many questions. But is she ready for the answers? Is she ready for the truth?

"Hey, you know you don't have to do this if you aren't ready for it."

She focuses back on Grant, shaking her head. "No. I should...I should do this. It's what I've always wanted."

"Raina knew that," he tells her. "Hunter's worried that it's a trap, since finding your parents is the one thing you've always wanted, it was always your number one priority."

"Well now I have new priorities," she reminds him, smiling down at their son and rubbing his belly, causing him to look over at her and smile. "Let me see if one of the guys can keep an eye on Adian, and then I'll go get dressed. Meet you at the quinjet?"

He nods. "Yeah. I'll be waiting." He leans down to kiss Adian's forehead before moving out of the room.

She lets out a heavy breath and looks at her son. "Looks like I might be meeting your grandpa today, baby. Let's just hope everything goes well."

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"How are you feeling?"

She looks up from Adian to find Grant standing near her, two steaming mugs in his hands and a small concerned smile on his face.

"About as well as I can be, all things considering."

"Right. Uh, I made you some tea. I think it's that stuff that Fitz gave you while you were pregnant. I wasn't sure if you still drank it that much, but I figured it's better than coffee right now."

She smiles appreciatively, taking the mug from him. "Thanks." She takes a small, testing sip from it before setting it on the table in front of her so Adian can't get ahold of it and accidentally burn himself.

The couch cushion dips as he sits next to her. "I can't even imagine how you're feeling right now."

She shrugs. "Your parents were pretty awful too, from what I remember."

"But they never did anything like that," he says, and she knows he's referring to the room May discovered back at the abandoned building. It'd been a shock, to say the least. On top of that, she'd found an old photograph in a frame, showing her dad holding her as a baby. Just that photo alone had been too much, though she partially blames her tears on leftover pregnancy hormones. She hadn't missed the brief flicker of disappointment on Grant's face, either, when she'd embraced Coulson while she cried. Despite their still somewhat rocky relationship, she's always seen Coulson as a father figure, and that's definitely what she needed at that moment.

"Maybe they didn't," she tells him. "But they were still horrible people. Just like mine, apparently."

"But your dad loved you, and probably still does."

"How could someone who does anything like that be capable of loving another human?" she questions, all of her emotions about the whole situation coming to the surface again. She hugs Adian a little closer to her body, dropping a kiss to the top of his head and breathing in deeply.

"I've killed people," Grant says. "Are you saying that because I've killed people I'm not capable of loving our son?"

There's no malice or anger in his voice, simply curiosity at her statement.

She shakes her head, looking up at him. "You're different."

"How so?"

"I don't know," she says, letting out a frustrated breath of air. "You just are. He's...he's…"

"A father," he finishes for her, but they both know that isn't what she was going to say. "I know you don't want to hear it, Skye, you'll probably try and deny it. But all the things your father ever did, he did it because he loved you. And I can't fault him for that."

She avoids his eyes, knowing already what she'll see in them if she does. She can't deal with that right now. Not at a time like this.

"The people who died in the Hunan province," he continues, "they weren't villagers. They were Hydra agents."

That has her looking up, curiosity and fear taking over her as she watches him while he speaks. She knows there are tears in her eyes. Why wouldn't there be?

"They'd found you and your mother."

She can't help the small, hopeful smile that grows on her lips at the thought of the woman who carried her for nine months and then gave birth to her. And now that she's a mother herself, there's something elevated, different.

"My mother? Is she alive too?" She needs this. She needs this one small victory. Her smile falters when she sees the look in his eyes.

"No," he says softly. "They...they killed her."

She swallows thickly. "Why?"

He shakes his head. "I don't know. But when your father got there, he lost it. He tore up the whole village and everyone in it."

"How? What is he?"

"Whatever he is, he lost his whole family in one day. He cracked. And now he wants to put his family back together. And I know you and I aren't in any kind of relationship, but I do know that if anything like that ever happened to you and Adian, I wouldn't hesitate in finding you both, no matter what it would take. I wouldn't let anything stand in the way of getting my family back."

She focuses on the intense look in his eyes, completely believing him. She knows he would do anything for her and Adian, and it worries her sometimes. She doesn't want him ever going past the point of no return.

"I just...I don't know how to handle all of this," she admits to him.

"Just take it day by day," he tells her. "You're not alone, okay? You have people who want to help you if you let us."

She nods. "Yeah, okay. Thank you." She gives him a small smile.

He returns it. "Anytime. Do you want me to take Adian, try to get him to go down? Or are you good with him?"

She shakes her head, already lifting Adian toward him. "No, you take him. I need to think for a while."

"Okay. I'll see you later, then."

"Yeah." She says goodnight to Adian before letting out a heavy breath as her body sinks further into the couch.

So much has happened in the last few hours and she really doesn't know how to feel about any of it. After a while, she started to think she'd never find her parents. That she'd always be left wondering. And now she finds out that one is dead and the other is alive and quite possibly deranged. It's too much.

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