Time seemed to fly from then on. Skye had settled into her routine of living with the Wards, and soon found herself looking down to her timer one morning, and being shocked by the count.

0 years, 2 months, 6 days, 6 hours, 39 minutes and 17 seconds.

She was almost at the two month mark! In fact, it had been exactly a year to the day, that she got her timer. One year since she learnt someone was out there for her, a soul mate. One year since she had learnt that someone wasn't Ward. Skye couldn't believe how much had changed since then. Ward was literally her brother now. She had a real family, that loved her. Her time with the device on her wrist had ended up being the happiest of her life. The irony of this wasn't lost on Skye. Her timer literally counted down to what would supposedly be the most monumental event of her life, one she would cherish forever. Despite this, Skye couldn't help but be afraid. Everything would change, and that was something Skye wasn't ready for. Yes, she would have her soul mate, and Ward his, but that wasn't all that would happen.

What if Ward's soul mate didn't like her? Or if hers didn't like him? What could happen to their friendship? Skye had suffered change all through her life, moving around the country, loosing foster parents and friends. She had only just accepted that life with the Ward family was 'It' for her, and she certainly wasn't ready to loose that now.

Skye brushed away the sad thoughts and got up from her bed, having wasted half her early morning with her musings. After a quick shower, she got changed for the day, and went downstairs. Ward was already in the kitchen making a grossly healthy breakfast, that contained at least 5 different fruits. Having no such qualms with her health, Skye grabbed a bowl of the most sugary cereal they had, and tucked in. Skye laughed when she saw Ward wince at her breakfast, and shoved a large spoonful in her mouth, just to spite him.

As she chewed, Ward asked quietly, 'Did you see what day it was on our timers?'

Skye nodded slowly, and gulped down the last of what was in her mouth. 'Yeah, its been a crazy year.'

Ward agreed, and spoke again softly. 'Its not long now. Just over 2 months. I... I'm glad we get to go through this together.'

Skye grinned and deflected the feelings in her usual manner. 'Aww, Tin man has got a heart! Careful, Robot, you might start rusting from all the tears!' Ward gave a faux laugh, brimming with sarcasm.

Skye smiled, then continued, 'In all seriousness, I'm glad you're going through this too. I don't have a clue why we have the same timers, and what will happen after, but I'm glad we get to go through it together.'

Ward smiled and hugged her side. 'Love ya, Lil Sis.'

Skye laughed and cleared her throat. 'Alright, enough with the sappy shit. We gotta go to school.'

Ward put his hand to his chest in mock shock. 'Skye Ward! (Because yes, she took the surname.) Willing to do to school! On time?!'

Skye playfully shoved Ward, a grin on her face. 'Shut up, lets go.'

6 days later, Ward and Skye celebrated their 2 month count down. It was a Saturday and Ward hadnt been able to drop his shift at work, so during his lunch break, he called Skye.

'Hey, little sis.'

'Grant Douglas Ward, you are cutting it fine.' Skye berated.

'Shut up Skye.' Ward looked at his wrist.

0 years, 2 months, 0 days, 0 hours, 1 minutes and 56 seconds.

'We've still got 2 minutes. I just got on lunch break and we haven't missed a single month, I'll be damned if we start now.'

Skye chuckled down the phone. 'I cant believe it's only two months left. That's crazy.'

Ward hummed in agreement, before looking down at his wrist.

'One minute.'

They both watched in silence as the numbers counted down on either end of the phones.

'Thirty seconds,' Skye whispered, almost to herself.

'You okay?' Ward asked, concern filling his voice.

'Yeah, just scared. What if he doesn't like me?'

Ward scoffed. 'Skye, he's your soul mate, he will love you.'

'I always screw these things up, I wont deserve him.'

'Skylar Avery Ward. You listen to me.' Ward sounded angry, but Skye knew he was angry at the people who made her believe those things, not her. Never her.

'Somewhere in the world, your soul mate is looking down at their wrists, counting down with us. They are waiting for you. Count with me. Ten.'

'Nine,' Skye joined in, her voice barely a whisper.

'Eight.' They said together.

'Seven, Six, Five.' Almost there.

'Four.'

'Three.'

'Two.'

'One.'

0 years, 2 months, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes and 0 seconds.

Skye fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist, at the back of the class. It was a braided thing that Ward and her both got from a stall at some festival. It had been right after they had officially become family, and Skye had made some joke about Ward going soft at the time. They both knew Skye was touched by the gesture, even if she wouldn't say it out loud.

Skye let the bracelet lie still and looked at her wrist, reminding her of why she had started wearing it on her left wrist in the first place. Her timer ticked down, almost at the one month mark, just 2 weeks away, but that was not what held her attention. Skye looked at the skin around her timer, ridges littering the flesh, riddled with ugly scars. All it served was to bring back memories best long forgotten. Skye couldn't help but flinch at the sight of it, as harsh words rang through her mind.

'You are worthless! You don't deserve someone, least of all a soul mate! No one will ever love you. You're gonna die alone!'

Skye screamed as a sharp blade met her wrist, tears blurring her vision as Garret attempted to pry her timer from her.

'Your timers never going to go off.'

Skye shuddered at the memory, immediately moving the bracelet back over her timer. Forcing herself to listen to what her teacher was saying, Skye tried to ignore the nagging thoughts at the back of her mind telling her that if she listened closely, she could still hear her screams.

It was all too much. Suddenly thrusting her hand in the air, she drew her teachers attention from the board.

'Miss MacKenzie, I'm feelings a little faint, can I see the nurse?' Skye heard a slight tremor in her voice from her panic, but it seemed to only make her lie more convincing.

Granted permission, Skye swept her things into her bag and left the room. Instead of heading towards the nurses office, however, she went in the opposite direction, towards the gym locker room. Once there, she found the fire exit, that she knew wouldn't set off any alarms, as the football team had set it off too many times 'on accident.' Pushing it open, she quickly left, making it to the other end of the football field. She kept on walking, till she was off school grounds and then till she was on the edge of town altogether.

She could still hear the voice ringing in her ears. She knew if she didn't calm down, she would have a panic attack. She knew this, logically, but she wasn't acting logically. Taking off into a sprint, she ran into the woods that surrounded their town. The path was overgrown, having been all but forgotten since she had been there last. Skye barely paid attention to where her feet were taking her, all she could comprehend was that she had to get away. Away from people and timers and Ward.

Skye's heart clenched at the thought of Ward. Ward, who cared so much and loved her against all the odds. It was all too much. She just needed to get away, where she could think without worrying about concerning Ward or hurting him. She needed to get away so she could finally break down.

Eventually, the path opened up into a clearing and a little cabin. The grass was overgrown, and the cabin was covered in green moss. It was abandoned, the owners long gone. Skye was pretty sure no one but her even knew of its existence, or how to find it and she hadn't been there for months.

The cabin was filled with memories, happy and sad. She had found it years ago, when she had run away from a particularly abusive foster home. She stayed there for a week before the need for real food became too great. It had been her place of refuge ever since. She had run here after she couldn't stay at a home any more, when the orphanage and the nuns became too much, even when her first boyfriend broke up with her because she was too 'unpopular.' She was often questioned where she ran off to for days on end but she never told. It was her place.

Skye remembered the last time she had been here. It had been days before the Garrett incident. Skye had realised that he had steadily been getting worse, getting angrier, drinking more; Skye had to get out of there before something bad happened.

She spent her nights at the cabin, or sometimes staying at Wards, and would shower in the school changing rooms. She never told Ward where she was. Finally, after a week, Skye returned 'home'. She needed clothes and some other supplies, she thought she could slip in and be out in an hour. Except Garrett had been waiting for her.

Skye flinched at the thought, taking long, shuddering breaths, but the panic still consumed her. Skye dropped to the ground, hands fisting into the over grown grass and her body curling into a ball. Her body racked with sobs, as she replayed that night in her head.

The stench of alcohol, the angry shouts, her screams. She saw red, a mix between the blood on her wrists and the anger and hatred she felt for herself. Skye let out a whimper, as she felt the punches to her stomach all over again, her head being slammed into a wall. She relived that night in her head, unable to break free from the delusion.

Eventually, she remembered what came after. Pushing Garrett away, hitting his head. Him going out like a light. She remembered the cold as she ran out into the night, the hard pavement beneath her. Then she remembered Ward. His worry down the phone, his love causing his voice to tremble. His warm arms carrying her to safety.

'No one will ever love you!' The words sounded feebly in the back of her mind, as if in protest to where her thoughts were headed.

'No!' Skye mumbled, to herself.

'Ward loves me. Carrie loves me. I have a family now, and soon I will have a mate!' By the end, Skye was practically screaming into the wind.

'I am not alone! I wont let you make me hate myself! I wont let you win!' Skye slowly stood up and looked around the clearing. Silence engulfed the woods after her screaming match with the voice in her mind.

'I am loved,' Skye whispered, letting out a hysterical giggle as if she had just come to this unimaginable conclusion.

Skye grinned to herself, and sank back to the ground, this time on her back as she watched the clouds, finally peaceful. She was exhausted, her previous outburst being emotionally taxing, and soon found herself drifting peacefully to sleep.

Skye woke to the faint sound of buzzing. With a groan, she sat up and took in her surroundings. She was outside the cabin, and the sun was beginning to set behind the trees. The source of the buzzing, Skye realised, was from her phone, which she had thrown to the side as she slept.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Skye reached from her phone. Without looking at the caller ID, Skye answered groggily.

'Hello?'

'Skye! Thank god, I've been calling you all day. Where are you?' Ward's worried voice greeted her.

'Ward. Hey. What's up?'

'Whats up?! Skye you haven't been to any of your classes! Someone said something about you being ill but you never went to the nurses office. I checked at home at lunch and you weren't there! I thought you'd been kidnapped or something!'

'Okay, okay! Calm down, Ward. I'm okay, I fell asleep but I'm fine. I just needed to get away for a bit.'

'Skye, where are you?' Ward asked, exasperated.

'I'm in town, I'll be back in half an hour, okay. See you soon.'

Skye hung up the phone before Ward had a chance to answer, and stood. Shaking the grass from her back, Skye looked for her bag. She tried not to feel guilty about not telling Ward the truth about where she was. Technically, she was still within the towns boarders, but she knew it wasn't the same. She just didn't want to share her private place with anyone. Spotting her bag at the base of the closest tree, Skye grabbed it and checked the time before heading into the woods, back to the main road.

Skye munched on her (ridiculously over-sugared) cereal as she watched Ward prepare some health shake.

'I still don't understand how you can drink that stuff. It tastes like the devils ass!'

Ward scoffed. 'Oh and you know what the devils ass tastes like, how?'

Skye laughed. 'You know what I mean, you can only be so healthy.'

'Well excuse me for caring about the state of my body, unlike you who will eat anything!'

Skye grinned through a mouthful of cereal. 'What can I say? I'm a growing girl.'

Ward laughed and took a sip of his drink, as his mother rushed into the kitchen.

'Hey kids. Sorry, I'm in a rush.'

Ward rolled his eyes. 'We know Mom, you've got that big presentation today.'

Carrie nodded, and went to the coffee machine, only to see a Thermos waiting for her and a muffin to go.

Carrie smiled. 'Thanks Grant, your a life saver. I really need to head out.'

Turning to face Skye as well as Ward, she continued.

'You kids will be okay for the day, right? I'll be out till late.'

Skye nodded. 'Yeah, Carrie, it's all fine. Your keys are by the door, with your glasses.'

'Oh, thank you, Skye. Honestly, I'd be a mess without you two keeping me in order.'

Skye grinned, and Ward let out a laugh.

'Mom, go! We'll be fine.'

'Right, well. Have fun at school.' Carrie paused to kiss Ward and Skye on the top if their heads before heading out the door, a 'Bye! Love you!' left hanging through the air in her wake.

'Why do I feel like a tornado just blew through here?' Skye mused, and Ward laughed.

'Come on, we should be heading to school now, too,' Skye said, half heartedly.

Ward smiled knowingly, much to Skye's confusion.

'What?'

'Well, we might not be going to school today... I called us both in sick.'

'What! Ward the robot? Breaking the rules?!' Skye teased happily. 'Something must have got into your coding!'

'Ha ha,' Ward sarcastically laughed.

'I just figured that we should have a proper celebration, you know what day it is. Somehow, I don't think calculus really fits into those plans.'

Skye smiled. 'Okay, so what are we doing instead?'

'I thought we could go for a ride on dad's bike.'

Skye widened her eyes. 'Wait, you finally finished fixing up you Dads bike? It runs?' Skye let out an excited laugh.

'This is going to be awesome!'

Ward grinned. 'Come on, let's go.'

'Okay, one sec, I need something from my room.'

Skye ran up the stairs and disappeared around the corner, as Ward picked up their dishes and rinsed them in the sink.

He was just making his way to the front door when Skye came bounding excitedly downstairs.

Ward looked at her and raised a brow. 'Really? You had to get a leather jacket?'

Skye grinned. 'What? It's my first time on a motor bike, I'm going to look like a badass doing it!'

Ward grinned. 'Sure thing kiddo, let's go.'

Ward felt Skye's arms tighten around his waist as they sped down the empty back roads of their small town. He could feel more than hear Skye's laugh rumble from behind, causing a grin to spread across his face.

'This is amazing!' Skye screamed over the noise of the engine, before she loosened one of her arms and threw it in the air. Ward tensed at Skye's suddenly weakened grip and slowed slightly.

Behind him, Skye let out a joyous cry, before wrapping her arm around his midsection again. Suddenly getting an idea, Ward slowed to a halt at the next shoulder in the road and nudged Skye off the bike.

'What's up?' Skye asked, and Ward smiled.

'You wanna learn how to drive this thing?'

Skye looked at Ward and then to the street bike he sat astride. It was a black Yamaha YZF-R6, someone had painted red flames across the sides. In all, it looked fucking kickass.

'Are you kidding me?! Hell yes!' Skye exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.

Ward chuckled. 'I figure we spend a couple of weeks getting you into it, and then we can see about getting you a licence. You're pretty much down on the theory, so it's just the practical exam you need to pass.'

Skye nodded happily and then pulled Ward of the bike.

Taking his place, she sat down, placed her hands on the handle bars testing-ly and looked up at Ward.

'Okay, how does this work?'

After an hour and a half of explanations and safety rules, Ward finally able to admit Skye was ready.

'Okay, one last time. Clutch.'

Ward gave a nod as Skye patted her left handle bar.

'Throttle.' Skye sighed.

'Ward, stop hen picking. I have this down. Look! Clutch, throttle, break, back break, gear shift.' Skye patted each of the respective parts as she said them. Ward rolled his eyes at Skye's theatrics, but nodded approvingly as she got it all right.

'Okay, okay, you're ready. You know what to do.'

Skye nodded, then made sure her helmet was on tight before Ward backed away to give her room. With a look of intense concentration, Skye began the motions of starting the bike, muttering each step as she did.

'Okay. Clutch. Don't let go.' Skye squeezed the clutch tightly, before moving onto the next step.

'Kick start.' Skye slammed her foot down on the pedal, and after a few tries the the bike thrummed to life.

'Throttle.' Skye tested out the throttle carefully, only the tiniest of movements causing the motorbike to roar like a monster. Skye felt the surge of adrenaline kick in then. This was real, this is happening, Skye thought.

'First gear.' Skye brought down the gear shift a notch, and then took a deep breath. 'Clutch.'

Skye eased her grip up from the clutch and suddenly she was whizzing through the air again.

Skye felt the wind rush against her, and let out an excited squeal. This was far better than sitting behind Ward, she was in control, the snarling beast beneath her bending to her will as she commanded it. It was a thrill.

As Skye got closer towards the end of the road, she slowed, pressing on the break. When she stopped, she returned her tight grip on the clutch, and circled the bike around.

Repeating the motions again, quicker this time, Skye started back down the road again, towards Ward. The cold air returned and as much as Ward had laughed, she was grateful for her leather jacket.

Once Skye reached where Ward was waiting on the side of the road, she slowed to a stop. Shutting the bike, Skye hopped off and kicked down the side stand.

Running over to him, she jumped into a hug.

'Oh my god! That was amazing! How was I?!' Skye gushed excitedly.

Ward chuckled. 'You looked badass.'

Ward happily watched as his words brought a humoured smirk to Skye's face.

'Damn straight.' Skye dead panned before running back to the bike.

After spending the next hour taking turns, Skye improving quickly, they decided to take a break, so Ward drove the two down the road towards the nature park nearby. Parking the bike, Ward lifted up the seat, and pulled out a bag, shrugging it on.

Taking the helmets with them, they wandered the woodland till they came across a small clearing. Stopping, Ward dropped his helmet and pulled the bag off his back. Opening it, he quickly pulled out a picnic blanket and settled down, soon joined by Skye.

Pulling out his phone, Ward checked the time.

'I guess it's time for lunch.'

Skye brightened at that and watched Ward pull out a few Tupperware boxes from the bag and some cutlery.

'Mmmmm, pasta.' Skye moaned, ripping the lid of and digging in. Ward chuckled and followed suit. They ate in mostly silence, one or the other occasionally making a comment as they relaxed in the sun.

After about half an hour, Skye rolled up her sleeves and caught a look at her wrist. 'Hey, we got 2 minutes!' Skye exclaimed.

Ward looked surprised, before glancing down at his wrist.

'Woah, we almost missed it!'

Skye laughed, 'Oh my god, imagine if we did, the one time we miss it!'

Ward laughed. 'That would be too ridiculous.'

As they watched their timers tick down, Skye laced her hand in Ward's, giving it a squeeze.

As it neared close to 30 seconds, Skye let out a breath. 'This is it. I can't believe we are almost there.'

Ward hummed in agreement, before the countdown hit 10 seconds.

'Ten.

Nine.

Eight.' Ward and Skye counted together, a tradition they upheld till the very last count.

'Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.'

0 years, 1 months, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds.

Skye let out a shaky laugh. 'This is insane. One month. 31 days and we are meeting them.'

Ward grinned, before reaching into his bag for a moment, before pulling out two plastic cups and a bottle of champaign.

'I figured we had cause to celebrate,' Ward joked, before popping the cork off. Pouring them each a cup, they toasted each other.

'To our future Soul mates.'

'Our soul mates.'

The next few weeks crawled by at a snails pace, time seemingly taunting them. Skye spent her days at school then back on the roads. Three weeks in, she finally had her license exam. She was nervous, but she knew she had it down.

It had been odd, not having to worry about being caught driving, as the instructor tailed her as she drove, but it was a welcome change and by the end of the ride, she was sure she had passed.

Two days later, she had gotten the call to come pick up her new licence, much to her excitement. Once she got back home, she immediately went on a ride, no longer hiding on the back roads.

The days seemed to go even slower after that. Now that she couldn't distract herself with preparing for her license exam, she had nothing to keep herself from dwelling over the date looming over her.

'Ughh! I can't take this any more!' Skye exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. Ward looked up from the TV with a confused look.

'What, wheel of fortune? I can change the channel if you want?'

'Ugh no!... Actually, yeah, this is boring. But that's not what I'm talking about.'

Ward paused the TV and turned to face her on the couch.

'Okay, what up?'

'I can't take the waiting! I'm going crazy!' Skye exclaimed, before shoving her wrist in his face.

0 years, 0 months, 3 days, 18 hours, 41 minutes, 27 seconds.

'Skye, it's 4 days. You need to be patient.'

Skye groaned. 'But Ward,' she wined. 'I'm so excited and nervous and happy and scared all at the same time! I can't deal.'

Ward sighed. 'How bout you go to where ever you always disappear off too and clear your head for a few days. I know how you need to be alone sometimes.'

Skye frowned slightly, before smiling. 'Actually, that's a really great idea.'

Ward nodded. 'As long as you're safe, and you call every day.'

Skye laughed. 'God, Ward, it's not like I'm trekking off into the great wilderness. You'll still see me every day at school.'

'I know,' Ward said, sheepishly, 'I just worry about you, especially during the nights.'

Skye grinned, 'Awww, love you too. I'll come back in three days, and I'm taking the bike.'

Ward grinned. 'Sure thing, kiddo. I swear, if you could, you would stop walking altogether and just role everywhere on the bike.'

Skye laughed, and got up.

'I'm gonna go grab my gear.'

Heading upstairs, she went to her room, having a quick shower fist. Once she was dry and dressed, Skye grabbed a bag and stuffed a few pairs of clothing in, and searched around for some other necessities. The cabin was already stocked with canned food, blankets, toiletries and some other things, so she got her school things, her shower stuff, and her laptop.

Heading back downstairs, she went to the kitchen and rooted in the fridge and cupboards for some fresh food and drink. Happy with her lot, she went back to the living room to find Ward almost asleep on the couch. Skye dropped a kiss on Ward's head.

'I'm gonna head out, I'll see you tomorrow. Tell Carrie I love her when she gets back from work.'

Ward nodded sleepily and Skye left, grabbing her keys and her leather biker jacket on her way out.

Going to the garage, she put her laptop in the compartment under the seat of the motorcycle, and a large, folded sheet of tarpaulin. Shutting the seat back down, she lead the bike down to the road and got on.

Kick starting it, she was soon speeding away to the edge of town. Reaching the turnoff where she knew the overgrown path was hidden, she slowed, and hopped of the bike. She lead the bike into the woods, awkwardly manoeuvring it over roots and bumps, till she was at least 30 foot into the woods. Stopping, she grabbed her laptop from the seat, and threw the tarpaulin over the bike. That way, it was protected from the weather and wouldn't be stolen like it would on the side of the road.

Happy that everything was secure, Skye went back to the path and made the journey to the cabin. It was just as she left it, which seemed to fill Skye with an intense satisfaction. This was her place.

She made her way to the front door, and banged on the door. No one was home, but you had to be careful with some animals. When no noise came from inside, Skye slipped the door open and went in. Immediately she was hit with a thick wooded musk smell, that instantly calmed her.

With a smile, Skye looked around.

The inside was pretty cosy, with a small kitchen leading out to a living area with a worn couch, coffee table and a, soon to be, roaring fireplace. There was a bedroom in the next room, with a bathroom connected. The bathroom was pretty unusable, and the stove in the kitchen was shot, but Skye worked around it. Going to the kitchen, she opened her bag. First she pulled out a 2 litre bottle of water, and placed it on the counter, next to 4 eight-litre bottles. She mostly used them for emergencies, and it was nice to have a fresh bottle.

Next she pulled out a couple of bags of crisps, a pack of sausages, and the makings of s'mores. Happy with what food she had, she left it on the counter next to the canned food before going to the living room.

Before long, the fire was burning and the sausages were cooking on a little camping stove in the kitchen, whilst Skye sat on the couch, typing code for her Computer Science homework on her laptop.

It was getting pretty dark, and so, Skye had lit several camping lanterns around the cabin, so she was awash with a warm glow. Once enough time had passed, she ate her sausages and continued working.

At half 11, Skye felt her phone vibrate. Picking it up, she saw a message from Ward. With a smile, she opened her phone to read it.

Grant :P : Hey, just checking in on you. I'm about to head to sleep.

Lil Sis : Mmmm sleep sounds good right now. I'm okay, I've eaten, I have a roof over my head and I'm toasty warm. Night x

Skye put her phone in her pocket, knowing Ward wouldn't bother with a reply, he really wasn't one for needless small talk.

Shutting her laptop, she got up. Pausing to turn of each of the lanterns, Skye made sure the door was locked before heading to the bedroom.

Throwing on a hoodie and a pair of boxer shorts, Skye crawled into the bed in the centre of the room. Sinking into it's warmth, it really wasn't a surprise when she was sound asleep.

The next day, Skye arrived to school on the motorcycle, much to everyone's awe. She and Ward hadn't driven it to school yet, seeing as they had a perfectly good car that was a lot more spacious.

A few people stood and stared at the bike, as Skye hopped off and looked around for Ward. Skye was about to walk toward him, when she saw in the corner of her eye some guy reaching out to touch her bike. Turning, she grabbed the wrist belonging to the boy, just before he could touch it.

'Hey. Don't touch the bike.' Skye put on her best, 'don't fuck with me,' tone and was pleased to see the boy shrink back in respect. With a pleased nod, Skye turned to Ward, who was leaning on his car watching the scene, and made her way over to him.

'Quite the entrance,' Ward teased as she came into ear shot.

Skye smirked. 'I am such a badass,' she dead panned, only half joking.

Ward laughed, and pulled Skye into a hug.

'Its good to see you,' he muttered into her ear, and Skye rolled her eyes.

'Dude, I was gone for a couple of hours!'

Ward laughed. 'I know, doesn't mean I'm not gunna worry.'

Skye chuckled before replying teasingly, 'Yeah, I know. Let's get to class, Mom.'

Over the next two days, Skye followed the same routine; wake up, go to school, hang out with Ward, go to cabin, do homework, fix up the cabin into a more homely environment, eat, sleep, wake up and do it all again.

On the third day, when Skye returned to the cabin and set about packing up her things to go home. Most of it could stay, so she only had to bring home what she had brought in the first place, sans the food, and head out. Before she locked up, she swept a glance around the cabin one last time, patting it on the door frame, before swiftly departing. She felt like she was leaving her home, but she knew she was returning to her other one.

Once she got home, she settled into the living room with with Ward. Neither said anything as they barely paid attention to what was on the screen. Every now and then, Skye would look down at at her timer.

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 16 hours, 29 minutes, 43 seconds.

Every time she saw it, her breath hitched. The tension in the room was almost tangible, but still neither said anything. After about an hour, Ward suddenly sat up.

'Okay, I'm going to sleep. Big day tomorrow.' Wards voice had a slight tremor, betraying his nerves, but Skye didn't mention it, instead she nodded and let Ward go. Skye stayed downstairs for another 10 minutes, before deciding to follow Ward. The sooner she fell asleep, the sooner the morning would come...

At least in theory. Sleep, however, eluded her, Skye's mind too filled with racing thoughts to even consider falling asleep. She lied in bed, thinking about who she would meet the next day, imagining what they would be like. She thought for hours and somewhere in that time, the thoughts turned to dreams as she finally drifted to a restless sleep.

Skye rummaged in her closet, trying to find her favourite shirt, but it wasn't there.

'Ward! Where's my red flannel shirt!' Skye called through the house, her voice brimming with panic.

After a moment, she heard his reply. 'I think I saw it in the laundry.'

Skye groaned and ran to the laundry room.

'Please be clean. Please be clean.' Skye chanted to herself as she ran, before seeing it folded in the ironed pile. Skye let out a breath in relief.

'Oh thank god!'

Skye grabbed it and went back to her room. Shrugging it on, she hastily did up the buttons, before heading to her bathroom. Seeing her reflection, she straightened out the shirt, before she looked at her face. Quickly wiping it from any leftover traces of make up, Skye started over. She plucked any stray hairs from her eyebrows and then filled them in with a pencil. Once she was done, she arched her brow. Perfect. Grabbing her liquid eye liner, she expertly drew on wings to each eye. Grateful that her nerves hadn't caused her hands shake, she then went onto her mascara. Finally, she applied some lip gloss. She looked over her work, and was pleased. It was modest, but still noticeable. She looked like herself. She wanted to look nice, but not completely overdone. Her soul mate should see her as her.

When she was ready, she grabbed her leather jacket and bag, before heading down stairs, where Ward and Carrie was waiting. She was immediately swept into a warm hug.

'Hey, Carrie.' Skye smiled.

'You look beautiful. He'll love you.'

Carrie let her go and Skye blushed, 'Thanks.'

Carrie then turned to Ward. 'Don't think I'm forgetting you either, Grant Ward. She's a lucky gal, whoever she is.'

Ward grinned and teased, 'What, don't I look beautiful too?' Carrie let out a laugh.

'Of course you do, I just didn't want to inflate your ego.' Ward rolled his eyes good naturedly and Carrie swept him into a hug.

'I really need to go, but I have the evening off. Tell me everything when you get home.'

Skye and Ward agreed, and Carrie left. Ward looked at Skye with a grin.

'You ready for this, Lil Sis?'

'No way. Let's go,' Skye answered with grim determination. Ward rolled his eyes at Skye's dramatics and ruffled her hair. He ignored the cry of indignation as he walked past her, keys in hand and walked out the front door, Skye quickly following with a grumble.

They both got into the car and Ward pressed the keys into the ignition. As he twisted them, a sputter rose from the engine.

'Oh no, that doesn't sound good.' Skye frowned. Ward tried again and the sputtering intensified.

'Wait here.' Ward excited the car and lifted the hood of the car. Smoke rose, causing Ward to cough and attempt to clear the air. Frowning, he peered into the car and groaned. Skye watched as he groaned and she quickly joined Ward outside.

'What's wrong?'

'The engines shot. I can't see the damage yet, and we won't be able to get a mechanic till tomorrow at the latest.'

'Bike?' Skye asked, and Ward nodded. After a moment, both simultaneously exclaimed, 'I'm driving!'

Ward narrowed his eyes and raised a fist to his hand. 'Play for it?' Skye nodded and copied Wards hand.

'Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!' Skye groaned as Ward wrapped his flat palm around Skye's fist.

'Ugh, fine, but I'm driving home.'

'Deal,' Ward grinned, and headed over to where the bike was parked. Chucking a helmet to Skye, he put on his own and straddled the seat. Skye followed him and wrapped her arm around his waist. After a moment, they were zooming off in the direction of school.

'People are staring. Is it me or is everyone staring?'

Fitz rolled his eyes. 'Simmons, no one is staring, we haven't even left the car yet,' came Fitz' reply, his amusement clouded by his thick Scottish accent.

Simmons frowned, 'I'm sorry, I'm just nervous.'

Fitz smiled. 'Don't be, we've started new schools dozens of times.'

Simmons rolled her eyes, 'Well, this is hardly the same situation. Somewhere in this school is our soul mates! I think I have a right to be nervous.'

Fitz frowned at the slightly panicked tone Simmons' voice had adopted and tried to calm her.

Looking at his wrist, he replied, 'Well, we won't be meeting them for another... 4 and a half hours, that leaves you about 4 hours till we should start getting nervous.'

Simmons laughed quietly at Fitz' strange logic, and nodded. 'You're right. 4 hours, I can do that.' Simmons took a deep, calming breath, and excited the car, followed by Fitz.

'Come on, I think administrations that way,' Fitz called, his accent causing a couple of bystanders to look.

'Okay, people are definitely staring now,' Simmons grumbled to herself before following Fitz into the main building, not even registering as the sound of a motorcycle roared into the parking lot.

Skye's leg bounced up and down as she nervously waited through her morning lessons. With a glance down at her wrist, it read,

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 1 hour, 12 minutes, 51 seconds.

2 minutes less than when she had last checked it. Time seemed to have slowed as she barely paid attention to the Computer Science class around her. It wasn't till she heard her name being called that she realized that her teacher had been speaking to her.

'Skye! I asked you a question.'

Skye furrowed her brow, 'Umm, could you repeat it, please?'

Her teacher sighed. 'I don't know what's up with you today, Skye. Usually you pay attention.'

Before she could answer, someone called out, 'Oh, didn't you hear? Her timer goes off today!'

Skye winced as everyone in the class turned to stare at her. Her teacher, Mr Koenig raised his brow.

'Really?'

Skye dumbly nodded and her teacher grinned at her knowingly. 'Well, that's wonderful, congratulations! I'll let the behavior go for today, as long as it doesn't happen again.'

Skye nodded as Mr Koenig returned to teaching. Skye slid down in her seat and hid her head in her arms, trying to ignore everyone who would not so subtly shoot her glances every now and then.

Skye had almost dozed off, when she was abruptly shaken to attention by the piercing bell, signifying lunch. Skye packed her things into her bag and rushed out of the classroom, her teacher shouting, 'Good luck!' as she left.

Making her way to the cafeteria, skye searched around for Ward. Finally spotting him with two trays in his hand, she made his way over to him. As she joined him at the table he had snagged, she looked down at her wrist.

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hour, 19 minutes, 36 seconds.

'Oh god.'

Skye took a frantic breath and Ward threw her a smile.

'Nervous?'

'Yes! How can you not be?!'

Ward laughed. 'Not nervous? Skye, I'm freaking out. I also know that one of us has to keep it together.'

Skye smiled. 'Thanks, you've been great all month. You've put up with all this craziness.' SKye motioned to herself and Ward grinned before nudging a tray towards her.

'Eat, it will settle the nerves.'

Skye laughed. 'Yeah, if I don't puke it up first.'

Fitz ran his hand through his hair again, tugging and letting go of the strands, bouncing back into curls.

He was right. He had waited 4 hours and now he was freaking the fuck out. Simmons, beside him, wasn't doing too great either. She had taken to continuously rambling about some conversation she had with the Biology teacher, not even noticing that he wasn't listening. They both shuffled forward as the queue to the lunch line moved. Hopefully the food was better than the stuff (he refused to even call it food) at the old school. With a quick look at his wrist, he saw the time and began tugging his hands through his hair again.

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hour, 6 minutes, 04 seconds.

'So I heard about these two new kids that joined our year. Apparently they are best friends.'

Skye froze, a french fry halfway between her mouth and plate.

'You think they're-' Ward nodded.

'What do you know?' Skye asked, dropping the fry.

'Nothing much. They are smart, joined all the top classes-'

Ward was interrupted by Skyes snort. 'Well, that would be why we haven't met them yet. Maybe you'll finally have someone who can put up with tutoring your dumb ass.'

Ward rolled his eyes. 'They are from the UK. Scotland and England. I also heard that they are adorably cute.'

'Cute?' Skye looked at him in surprise.

'Yep. Apparently they have the whole honour student, blazer and tie thing working for them.'

Skye hummed thoughtfully. 'I could get into that.'

Ward laughed. 'Well, opposites attract.'

Simmons finally stopped talking as they reached the front of the queue, ordering a burger and chips (because they were chips, not french fries!). She paid and waited at the end of the counter for Fitz to join her. Once he did, she risked a glance down to her timer. Oh God.

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hour, 1 minutes, 14 seconds.

'Fitz!' Simmons hissed. 'The time!'

Fitz looked down at his wrist and paled slightly.

'Well, I suppose we shouldn't just stand here then... Lets find a table.'

Simmons looked incredulous but followed as Fitz spotted an empty table in the back corner of cafeteria.

'This is it.' Simmons whispered before stepping towards the many tables in the room.

'Thirty seconds,' Ward warned, before craning his neck around, even though it would do no good.

Skye took a breath before abruptly standing up.

'Skye?'

'I can't do this in here, not with all these people!' Skye wrenched Ward up from the table, leaving their half empty trays of food, and began tugging him through the room towards the exit.

'Fifteen seconds.'

'Bloody hell.'

'Skye, we wont make it outside in time. What's meant to happen will happen.'

Skye deflected. 'What happened to 'meeting across different sides of Grand Central Station?''

'I realized life isn't a movie.'

'We are literally meeting our soul mates, it's gunna be the most movie moment-like thing in our lives.'

'Shut up, you know what I mean.'

Skye just turned to him, and tugged at his arm to keep following.

0 years, 0 months, 0 days, 0 hour, 0 minutes, 05 seconds.

Simmons looked around the room, trying to see, before she felt something slam into her back. She almost pitched forward, had Fitz not caught her.

They both turned around as a voice rang out.

'Oh, god. I'm so sorry, we were-'

BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP!

Silence feel across the room as four timers went off at the same time. Simmons' eyes widened as she saw two people in front of her, a ruggedly handsome and (wow) muscley man, and a beautiful brunette woman, who's apology fell flat in the air.

'Wow, way to go, FitzSimmons,' the ridiculous thought was all she could think as she stared at her and Fitz's soul mates.

Fitz threw her a shocked look, and the two people chuckled, nerves seemingly forgotten and Simmons blushed in horror.

'Oh, God, I said that out loud. Bloody hell!

Hey, guys, its been a while. I have exams right now and loads of revision so don't expect a chapter soon. I had a half day yesterday, so I wrote an extra long on instead of revision, apparently I don't give a fuck any more. In case you haven't noticed, this fic will mostly be Skye-centric but there will be parts around other characters.

I hope you like where this is going, send a review of what you think :) I reply to every one that is on an account.