Chapter 12
Skye's POV
Spoilers Season 1 Episode 15
"AHHH" I groan I had been sitting in my bunk for hours working on my laptop and I was getting really sick of hitting dead ends. I had just started typing again when M walked in to my bunk and sat down beside me.
"What are you doing?" she asks when I just continue typing.
"Working" I say and continue, hoping that my new theory was going to get us a lead.
"Skye" M says shaking my shoulder a little. "Skye" she says again but I just keep typing and ignore her. "Daisy" she tries, getting my attention. Slipping my laptop of my lap I turn to face her.
"What's up?" I ask concerned she was acting a little odd.
"I'm bored" she moans "I have nothing to do. I have spent the last few days with you in the med pod when we didn't have a mission. Since you got out you spend all your time working" she sighs collapsing back on to the bed.
"You could always work too, you know" I say moving the hair out go her face.
"The plane is on auto pilot" she pouts.
"You worse than the little kids at the orphanage" I laugh because right now she is acting more like a five year old then a deadly secret agent.
"You never talk about the orphanage" she says seriously, rolling over and pushing herself up on to her elbows. I open my mouth to say something sarcastic but, nothing comes out. "Sorry, I didn't mean to" She starts but I cut her off.
"It's fine. It's just that St. Agnes isn't exactly my favourite subject" I tell her because I'm not sure if I want to tell her about my time there.
"Okay" she says but, looks upset and I'm not sure if she's upset about me not talking or something else. Getting up I go under my bed and pull out the bag I had brought on to the bus with me. Sitting back on the bed I pull out a folder dropping the bag to the floor. I stare at the folder in my hands I wasn't ready to talk about some of the things in my past but I could at least show her a few things. M had sat up with all my jumping around and was staring at me with curious eyes, I hand her the folder.
"I stole that when I left, the orphanage" I tell her once she has opened at.
"Why are you showing me this?" She asks placing the folder between us.
"You don't have to read it if you don't want to but, it has some things in it from when I was younger report cards, pictures, things like that" I tell her turning my attention back to my laptop while she looks through the folder.
"You were good at Phys Ed?" She asks looking at a report card, sounding shocked.
"Yeah I was okay. Why do you sound shocked? " I asks her pretending to be upset.
"I don't know I just did not think you would participate in gym class" she says and I fake glare at her. "Actually all of your grades are good" She says turning the page.
"Okay, now I am a little upset" I say annoyed at her surprise.
"Im sorry, I guess I thought that you would spend all you time on a computer" she says simply then turns to me "All the grades go in to the computer? Right?"
"Yeah" I say no sure whats she's getting at. "Wait, are you accusing me of hacking my grades?" she just shrugs looking at another report card. "No, I didn't even start hacking till I left High School" I snap turning back to my laptop.
"Hey, I'm sorry I was kidding. You already told me that you didn't start hacking till you were older" she says bumping her shoulder into mine. I smile before closing my laptop realizing that I wouldn't be able to focus with her in the room. "Are you missing report cards?" She asks moving the papers around looking for them. I take them from her and look through them shaking my head. "What about you last two years of school?" she asks.
"I was not there for my last two years" I shrug looking at the report cards.
"What you weren't?" She asks and I look up at her, confused by the reaction I though we already talked about this.
"I dropped out and started working" I tell her "I needed the money for when I left the orphanage"
"but…" she trails off before turning back to the folder. I watch her as her eyebrows get closer together the more she read. "You were in a lot of foster homes" she says sadly and I just nod not sure what to say. "You were only in this one for two weeks" she gasped pointing at one of the names on the list.
"Oh yeah I broke a crystal decanter. I think that is what it is called" I say looking over her shoulder at the name she was pointing at. "I also tried some scotch" I tell her like it was no big deal.
"Of course you did" she says with a sad smile. Then bites her lip like she debating something. "Skye, were you ever in any…bad foster homes?" she says awkwardly like she doesn't know the right words to say, although its clear what she really means. I sit staring at the floor not sure how to word my answer. I don't want to tell her about the foster homes I had been in but, I didn't want to lie to her either and say that I hadn't been in any 'bad' ones.
"Talking about foster homes and the orphanage is just going to upset you, and bring back some not so great memories for me" I tell her attempting to avoid the question. I see her hands ball up into fists like she sees what I'm tying to do. She opens her mouth to say something but I stop her "Mum, it's…..it's in the past I've gotten over it…..mostly" I tell her hoping that she understands that I don't want to talk about it. She looks back down at the folder, letting out a sigh unclenching her fists.
"Who is this?" she asks holding up a picture and I let out a sigh of my own glad she changed the subject.
"That's Claudia" I smile taking the picture of a younger me with my arm wrapped around a girl with red hair both of us smiling at the camera.
"And she is…"
"She was my roommate and really my only friend"
"Why haven't you talked about her before?" She asks.
"I don't know. I haven't talked to her in a while" I sigh and making a mental note to contact her soon. "Guess we are both busy working" I say handing her the picture back. It went on like that for hours M looking through the file while I answered her questions.