The next morning, Skye woke up and it took her a moment to realize that she wasn't in her bunk at The Playground but in the Hamptons with Lily Ward and the rest of her family. She saw that it was five thirty in the morning and something made her get out of bed and look out the window.

The sight of Grant outside wearing nothing but a pair of sweat pants doing his daily workout starting with hand standing pushups stunned her to the point that she missed Christian's wife, Anna come walking up beside her.

"Okay, it has to be said, my brother-in-law is a fine piece of eye candy. I know he has done some shitty things but if he looked at me the way he does you, I would have already climbed him like a tree. But then again, I am not a cheating jackass like my husband is."

Skye turned to face the other woman in shock before turning back to the window just in time for Grant to go into regular pushups.

"Anna, do you know anything about him being kidnapped when he was fifteen?"

"His grandmother had been given custody and Lily was in the building to pick him up when all hell broke loose and he was taken out of there by an unknown man."

"So his parents weren't filing charges and Christian wasn't having him charged as an adult?"

"They were but after Francesca got through with telling them off, they changed their minds and they signed over custody to Lily. My mother-in-law wouldn't let her have Tommy and threatened to have a DNA test done to prove he wasn't my father-in-law's biological child to get her and Lily to back off. Then again, Tommy was her favorite and he wasn't in danger the way Grant was."

"Has anybody told him this? Grant has the right to know just how badly that son of a bitch lied to him."

"I suspect that Lily will talk to him about it. I think they want to focus on spending their last moments with Francesca and making them peaceful for her. Hopefully now that my mother-in-law has been sent back to Massachusetts, things will calm down."

"That's good because given the looks her children were giving her, there would have been bloodshed," Skye commented before shame came into her dark eyes and she started to quietly speak. "I have been so angry with him over his lies and said and done things just to be vindictive. What kind of person tells someone who tried commit suicide to that he should have run faster?"

"One who was really hurt by his lies and needed that anger to keep from falling apart," Anna said gently. "Although shooting him was taking things a bit too far and I don't think my sister-in-law is very happy with you."

Skye didn't say a word before going over to the dresser to find something to wear. Most of her wardrobe consisted of dark shirts and jeans and didn't feel appropriate for the company she was in. She walked over to the closet and pulled out something that she had brought with her on an impulse but didn't know how it would come across.

It was a dress that had been bought in one of the rare jealous moments she had allowed herself to feel over Ward choosing to sleep with May. She had gotten it into her head that if he saw her in it, he would end whatever he had going with May. Of course, she had never gotten the guts to wear it and forgot about it until she had looked in her closet before leaving the base and thought that having a dark dress might come in handy.

As she stood staring at the knee length, black cotton dress with a v neck and covered in small red flowers, Skye didn't notice that Louise and Lily had joined Anna in the room and all three women were standing around her, staring at the dress.

"That's lovely, why don't you wear that today? Do you have a pair of red flats to go with it?"

Skye turned to face Lily, who had asked the question and reached up to pull down the shoe box that she placed on the top shelf of the closet the night before.

"My friend Jemma, who was with me when I bought the dress, told me that I need a pair of shoes to go with it. She also suggested red flats."

"We can leave Travis to keep an eye on Mom while the four of us go shopping to find you some other clothing besides jeans and t-shirts. Besides I want to see my nephew lose his mind when he sees you in that dress," Lily said, smirking. "He needs to suffer for screwing around with Agent May while he was in love with you."

"How did you know that I had bought that dress with that intention in mind?"

"I sensed it when I saw you looking at it just now. Trust me, his teammates with benefits deal he had going with May would have ended the second he saw you in that dress. Hell, you could have talked him into turning his back on Garrett wearing that."

Lily took the dress off of the hanger and handed it to Skye, motioning her to go into the bathroom across the hall to change. She might want the two of them to leave each other alone, at least until things calmed down and Skye had better control over her powers but making Grant suffer a bit for how he treated that girl had its benefits. Besides two idiots in love and fighting it could be fun to watch, especially after the almost kiss that Louise had told her about the night before.

About five minutes had passed and the bathroom door opened and right as Skye stepped out into the hallway, Grant walked into the kitchen. He stopped short at the sight of the black dress that fit perfectly to all of the right places but was still modest enough to be decent. He quickly turned around and walked out the back door before he made a fool out of himself.

Skye had walked back into the bedroom, a feeling of satisfaction going through her at his response, ignoring the giggling of the three women with her. None of them noticed Travis step into the room, rolling his eyes at them.

"When all of you are done taking pleasure in tormenting my son, mom is awake and wants to talk to Skye."

Skye turned fearful eyes to Lily, who smiled in encouragement before handing her the shoes she had brought to wear with the dress and letting her put them on. Lily quickly helped her fix her hair into a braid before they left the room and to the foot of the stairs.

"She won't yell at you, sweetie. Grant must have told her you were here during his confession last night and she wants to meet the woman her grandson hurt so badly."

Skye reluctantly followed Lily up the stairs and down the hall to the last door on the right. She watched the other woman open the door and followed her inside. The sight of a lovely elderly woman with the most vivid colored emerald eyes she had ever seen lying in the bed, reading a book greeted her.

"Hello, my dear. Don't you look lovely?"

Skye sat down in the chair beside the bed and watched as Lily left the room, closing the door behind her. She waited for the older woman to speak again, feeling nerves start to take over.

"I'm not planning on yelling at you, Skye. My grandson did some rotten things and you should be pissed at him."

"Mrs. Ward…"

"Call me Francesca," Gramzy said, gently taking her hand. "Would Grant have died in that temple if he would have followed you?"

"Yes," Skye said, tearfully. "I watched my friend Trip die that day and the same thing would have happened to Grant."

"I am so sorry about your friend. It sounds like he meant a lot to you," the older woman said, placing a gentle hand on Skye's shoulder.

"He did. He was one of the truly good people left in this world and he didn't deserve to die like that."

"So you were trying to save my grandson from the same fate?"

"Yes, I knew that I would be okay because I could touch the obelisk. It wouldn't turn me to stone like it had done to everybody else that had touched it."

The two women sat and continued to have a quiet conversation, getting to know each other and talking about the one person that they had in common. Of course that meant Gramzy having Skye pull out old photo albums and proceed to show her embarrassing pictures of Grant that had the young hacker giggling.

Simmons was in the lab when her phone beeped, indicating that she had a message. She picked up the phone and gasped at the pictures Skye had sent to her. They were of her and three other women, two of them brunettes that were obviously related to Ward. She was wearing expensive and attractive clothing that made her look different than who she normally was. The last one was of her with an elderly woman with striking green eyes, who could only be Ward's grandmother.

She quickly left her lab and went to Melinda May's office, knocking on the door. When she was given permission to enter from the other woman, she silently showed her the pictures and waited for the response.

"I knew letting her leave with that woman was a bad idea," May stated, fighting to keep an unreadable expression on her face but failing at it.

"She looks happy."

"Jemma, they are turning her into a society woman that would be suitable to marry into their family and it will be over my dead body before that happens."

Jemma watched as May left her office and into Coulson's. She walked back to the lab and despite her own reservations at Skye being with the Ward family, the relaxed and happy look on her face in those pictures made her glad that somebody had found some peace.

"What's wrong, Jemma?"

She turned to face Bobbi and told her about the pictures that Skye had sent to her. How happy she looked and May's reaction to them.

"She is worried that Skye might not come back after Lily helps her control her power," Bobbi stated. "It also worries her that Skye is turning to another woman for advice and being a maternal figure to her. She's jealous."

"Could it be that simple?"

"It wouldn't surprise me if it was."

Grant was out in the yard, making repairs to the guest house when he felt his father come walking up to him. He tensed, bracing himself for more of the abuse like he had received from his mother. Only to have Travis start to help him by holding the board he was nailing to the side of the house.

"I sent your mother back to Massachusetts this morning. Lily laid down the law last night and told me that things had to change because it was time to bring this family back together," Travis stated nervously.

"You should have stood up to her when she treated her older three children like shit and was drinking every bottle of alcohol in the house," Grant harshly bit out before taking a deep breath to calm down. "I have no room to talk because I blindly followed a man that treated me just as badly as all of you. I lost the woman I love and hurt her and other people that I care about because of that blind loyalty."

"Son, I saw Skye's face when she told off your mother. She still cares about you because if she didn't, Skye wouldn't have bothered saying anything."

"That doesn't matter anymore; I have to let her go. If anything ever happens with us, she has to make the first move and given the fact that she hates me enough to shoot me, I don't see that happening."

"There was someone before your mother but I lost her in a car accident the night I proposed to her. Sometimes you can love someone with all of your heart and it still turn out badly. I can honestly say that I never loved your mother and given how much she cherishes Tommy, her heart was always with her high school sweetheart, the man I suspect is his biological father. We just made our children suffer because we had to put up appearances instead of doing what was best and filing for a divorce."

Father and son silently worked on the guest house, unaware of the fact that they were being watched by Francesca, who was standing in her bedroom window. She grabbed her chest and sat down in the chair beside her. Soon she would be with her Trevor again and hoped that her family would be okay and that all of the lies and pretending were over.