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Before she knows it, she's at the end of her second month. From the moment she really came to terms with the fact that Simmons left most likely because of her baby, Skye's been doing everything she can to focus solely on herself and her baby. The last thing she wants is something terrible happening because she's overly stressed about pointless matters.

"Trip!" she calls out when she sees her friend inside the lab with Fitz, having a conversation with the engineer as he works.

They both turn toward her and smile, Fitz setting down his latest project while Trip stands from the stool he'd been using.

She immediately engulfs Trip in a hug when she gets to him, her arms wrapped around him tightly. "Oh, I missed you. Where have you been recently?"

"Coulson had me on a recon mission that went a little longer than expected," he tells her when they pull from the hug. "Just got back a few hours ago."

"Well, this is perfect, then. Because I have something I want to show you." She digs into the pocket of the hoodie she's wearing, pulling out a small, folded piece of photo paper. "You know how I've been so worked up lately, so other things have tended to slip my mind? One of those things was having an actual check up to make sure the baby's alright."

"So I take it you did that while I was away. Otherwise, I'm assuming that as the favorite uncle I would have been there."

"Who says you'll be the favorite?" Fitz asks, his brows furrowed.

"That's not important right now," Skye interrupts the two men. "What is important, is that while I was having a checkup, I had my very first ultrasound, and well...here." She unfolds the photo paper and holds it out to them, biting her lip in between her teeth as she watches them examine the photo.

"Um, what..what is it?" Fitz asks cautiously, his head tilting from side to side slowly.

"Dude, that's the baby," Trip tells him.

"It is?"

"Of course it is," Skye says. "Why else would I be showing you a grainy black and white photo?"

Fitz shrugs. "I don't know."

"Well that's my baby," she says with a giddy smile. "That little gray blob is my little baby." She breathes in deeply, her hands resting on her stomach underneath of the hoodie. "About seven more months until they're here and I can hold him or her in my arms."

"You don't know if it's a boy or girl yet?" Trip asks, handing the sonogram back to her.

She takes the photo and folds it again, sliding it back into her pocket. "No, I don't. Abby said I won't be able to find that out for a little while longer."

"Who's Abby?"

"She's the one who did the checkup and ultrasound for me. No one else really seemed to be willing to do it when I asked, so Abby stepped forward."

"She doesn't have a problem with who the baby's father is?"

Skye shrugs. "She said it didn't matter to her. She never knew him, doesn't know his history. Said that all that matters to her is making sure my baby is healthy. And that's all I care about too."

"And we both feel the same way," Trip assures her, gesturing between himself and Fitz. "We all want that baby to be as happy and healthy as possible when they get here."

"Well, as the actual mother, I think I want it way more than you guys do," she tells them with a small smile. "I appreciate you guys caring so much, though."

"Of course we care, girl. You'd have to be a crazy person to think we wouldn't."

"Yeah, I know, I guess it's just a little strange because I've never had someone who cares about me so much and gosh, here come the tears." She quickly wipes at her eyes and takes a few deep breaths, preventing any tears from falling.

"You good?" Trip asks.

She nods. "Yeah. Hormones."

"Ah. Well, I can assure you that we most definitely do ca—"

"Skye."

Turning away from her friends, Skye's stomach flips a little when she sees Coulson standing in the doorway to the lab, a stern expression on his face.

She swallows thickly. "Coulson. What are you doing here?"

"I came to find you, actually. May I have a word?" he asks, gesturing to the hallway behind him.

She glances at Fitz and Trip, both who give her nods of encouragement, and then turns back to Coulson. "Uh, sure. Let's talk."

"Great. Let's talk out here."

She casts one more glance back at Fitz and Trip before following Coulson out of the lab and into the hallway. They walk a little ways away from the lab, finding an empty alcove.

"So, what's up?" she asks, feeling awkward trying to talk to the man. He's been avoiding her for nearly a month and she doesn't know how to react properly. Part of her wants to scream and yell at him and maybe hit him a little. Another, more rational, part of her wants to hear him out and get his perspective on things. And then there's the third part that doesn't care too much about what he has to say and would rather be curled up in bed eating ice cream while watching cheesy rom-coms she illegally downloaded to her laptop.

"I visited Ward today."

Her heart sinks. She hasn't thought about him in a month, not since she decided to focus on herself and her baby and not worry about anything else.

"You did."

He nods. "Yes. I've been visiting him every week this month, sometimes twice a week, hoping that he'll decide to cooperate and share any knowledge he has on Hydra with us."

"And I take it those trips didn't go so well."

"They didn't. He never spoke a word to me when he saw me. However, when I spoke to him today, he told me that he'd share whatever information we wanted."

"That's good. But I'm still not seeing why you needed to tell me this. Why not share it with May since she's your number two?"

"Ward only agreed to share the information if you're the one who receives it. He'll only talk to you, no one else."

"No."

He sighs. "Skye…"

"I said no, Coulson." She subconsciously places a hand on her stomach. "I can't face him. Not yet. I haven't thought about him in a month, I need some more time to wrap my head around things before I even consider talking to him, especially because I haven't decided if I'm actually going to tell him about the baby or not. Also, I don't think you'd want to risk me throwing up down in Vault D where it'll be a disgusting job for whoever has to clean it up."

Coulson nods. "Right. I understand that, and I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do. But if what he has to say is crucial in our mission to take down Hydra, it's only a matter of time before you'll have to go down there and talk to him."

"I know. I just...I need some time. I need to figure some things out."

"That's fine, take however long you may need. If you do decide to tell him about the...baby, there's no way to know for sure how he'll react, you should prepare yourself for whatever the outcome will be. For your sake, I hope it won't be too bad."

"Yeah, me too," she says with a tight smile, watching as Coulson walks away from her. She lets out a heavy sigh and rubs her hand over her stomach. "You understand why I want to wait, right, kiddo?" she asks her stomach. "Part of me wants to tell him about you, but the other part is scared of what he might do. I don't want to lose you. I can't lose you."

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Over the next couple of weeks, Skye spends all of her time focusing on her health and the health of her baby. She follows through on Abby's suggestions of how to have the healthiest pregnancy that she can, while also indulging herself every once in a while in the not-so-healthy choices.

As the weeks pass, occasionally her mind wanders to the basement vault and the man housed within. It's usually when she's lying in bed at night, with only her thoughts for company, and she has all the time it takes for her to fall asleep to think about her situation.

She hasn't voiced her concerns lately to Trip or Fitz, but she knows that they'll completely back her in whatever she decides to do. They're the only two she knows are truly supporting her.

Coulson has come around in a certain sense in the fact that he isn't avoiding her anymore. But he still doesn't bring up the subject of the baby.

May's never been very social, so she's not surprised by the distance she receives from the older woman. It hurts, but she was expecting it.

Obviously, Simmons doesn't support her, seeing as she's nowhere to be found and no one knows when or if she'll be back.

Sure, she has Abby's support as well, but she only just recently met the woman and doesn't have as close a relationship with her as she does the others from her team.

The one person she's unsure of, however, is the very man behind her current situation. There's a part of her that still cares about a part of him, the part that she was with.

It's one of her many sleepless nights, when thoughts of her baby and her ex-something constantly invade her mind.

Glancing at the clock on the bedside table, she lets out a sigh and forces herself to get out of her bed. Mainly because she knows it's not good for her to spend all day in her bed right now, but also because she really has to pee.

Moving into the adjoining bathroom, she takes a moment to relieve herself and clean up before staring at her reflection in the mirror.

She runs a hand through her messy bed hair before letting it fall to her shirt covered stomach. Her brows furrow instantly at the unfamiliar feeling beneath her fingers.

Glancing down, she lifts the hem of her shirt and gasps at the small curve to the lower part of her belly. Tears immediately fill her eyes and she caresses the bump.

"Hey, in there," she says. "Wow. You're really, really in there."

Looking back at the mirror, she grins before dropping her shirt and exiting her room, making a beeline for the lab as fast as she can.

"Trip! Fitz!" she shouts excitedly once she reaches the lab, heading straight for the back. If Trip isn't on a mission, he can usually be found hanging out in the lab with Fitz, and that thought alone makes her smile.

"Hey, girl, what's got you so cheery?" Trip asks her, turning from the table in front of him.

"I'm showing," she says with a grin.

Trip smiles to match her own. "Really? Let me see."

She pulls up the hem of her shirt and turns to the side, raising one hand to cradle the underside of the tiny baby bump just above the hem of her pants. "Proof."

"Oh, wow," Trip says. "That's awesome, girl."

"Thanks." She looks over at the engineer. "Fitz, did you see? I've got a baby bump!"

"Um, yeah, I saw. Congrats."

"Thanks." She drops her shirt and breathes out. "This is so exciting. I'm almost into my second trimester, things are going great, and I've got a baby bump."

"Well, that's pretty awesome," Trip tells her.

"Yeah, it is." She takes a deep breath, the smile on her face faltering.

Trip's brows furrow. "What is it?"

"Uh, nothing, I just...I made a decision."

"About?"

She takes a deep breath. "Last month, when Coulson came wanting to talk to me, he told me that Ward agreed to give up information he has on Hydra, but that he'd only give it up if I'm the one to go down to Vault D and talk to him."

"Whoa. Really?"

She nods her head. "Yeah."

"Damn, girl."

"I know. I told Coulson I needed some time to think over some things, but I think I've waited long enough. I'm going to go down there and talk to him, and I'm going to tell him about the baby. And now that I'm showing, it just seems right to tell him. If there's actual proof then he can't deny it."

Trip and Fitz are both quiet as they take in the information from their friend. Skye waits with bated breath, hoping they won't try to talk her out of this. Deep down she knows that they won't, that they're behind her one hundred percent, but there's still that small inkling of worry.

"Alright," Trip says with a slow nod of his head. "I'm coming with you."

Skye shakes her head. "No, Trip. I appreciate the offer and your willingness, I really do, but this is something I need to do. Alone. I have to talk to him alone."

"Are you sure?"

She takes a deep breath and drops her shoulders. "Nope."

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