Let me go, and I will run

I don't own Skye or Ward, or Agents of Shield for that matter. They're all the property of Marvel.

Skye wakes the next morning when the sun shines through the window and straight onto her face. She swears that she can hear birds chirping, and opens her eyes slowly, only to see that Ward is still asleep. She runs her finger over his chest, tracing a light scar, and she can't help but wonder what it was that gave him this scar.

"Good morning." She looks up when she hears him speak, and sees him smile sleepily at her. He looks so happy, so innocent, at for a moment Skye doesn't want to think about the fact that they're probably both by now the two most wanted people in the United States.

"Good morning," She grins at him, and she can't quite help herself when she reaches up and kisses him. For a moment, she can feel that the kiss takes him by surprise, but then he is kissing her back, and she smiles against his lips as he wraps his arms around her and pull her closer to him.

Grant kisses her again, and then his hand brushes against her side. "We need to check your wounds." She nods, and turns over, letting him have a look at her side. He gently peels away a small part of the bandage, and his eyes widen. "What's wrong?"

He brushes his fingers over the scar, which is by now a light pink. "Your wound… It's healed." He takes her hand in his, and lets her fingers brush against the pink line. "Is it because of the GH325?" Skye's eyes are just as wide as his own, and he shrugs. "I don't know." He lets her take his hand, and he entwines their fingers together.

"I'm feeling almost like new," He nods slowly when he listens to her, "And I certainly don't regret what happened yesterday, but I think I'm going to need at least today to get back on my feet." Grant nods again, and kisses her. "I'll make them pay for what they did to you. You didn't deserve that."

Skye nods as she listens to him. " As I said earlier, I'm not going back to them. Right now… Right now the safest place I know, is here with you. Not to mention, my father is most likely looking for me as well, so I really don't see what I can do at the moment."

Her body relaxes when he wraps his arms around her and holds her close, and she closes her eyes when he buries his face in her hair. "I'll protect you." She cups his face. "We'll protect each other," She corrects him.

For a moment, Skye swears she can see tears in Grant's eyes, and she kisses him softly, relishing in the soft pressure of his lips against her own. "I love you," She hears him whisper against her lips, and she can't help but smile at him.

"I mean it, Skye." He lays his finger on her lips. "I love you more than anything." He watches as she nods. "I know," She says softly. "And I love you too, Grant. I really do, and I'm going to need some time trying to adjust to it. But right now, I'm more than happy to be here with you."

It feels as if though his heart is about to explode in his chest, and he can't keep himself from smiling at her. "Take your time," He says, and kisses her again. "I'll wait until you're ready." His heart leaps a little in his chest when she nods in gratitude. "Thank you. This means a lot to me."

His hand trail the soft expanse of her thigh as he holds her close, and he can feel her breath hitch as he bites and pecks her neck. Being here with Skye… It's almost too much for him. It's everything he's wanted, and he can't seem to get enough of her.

Skye can't help the moans that slip past her lips as Ward keeps biting and pecking her neck. Her nails dig into his back, and she drags them down his back. The sound coming from Grant makes her smile, and she kisses him again.

His name is yet again on her lips when she feels him slide inside her, and she cups his face, taking in every soft moan that leaves his lips. He kisses her, and she deepens the kiss as she tangles a hand in his hair. Regardless of how many times they have slept together, this feels… stronger, and much more intimate than before. Skye isn't sure if it is a good thing that she loves it so much, but she knows that both Grant and she are in need of it.

She lets him take her hand, and she entwines their fingers as he sneaks a hand between them to the point where their bodies are again joined, and a breathless gasp leaves her lips when he rubs her clit in time with his thrusts. She is moaning his name yet again as he continue to tease her, and she wants nothing more than to stay like this.

Grant finds himself unable to take his eyes off Skye when he touches her like this; everything about her is heavenly. He kisses her again, and he is surprised when she kisses him back with a stronger ferocity than he has felt in a long time.

Their bodies are moving together in a slow rhythm, and he brings her over the edge first, holding her in his arms as she tightens around him with his name on her lips. It's a slowly burning fire that spreads through him, and he comes with her name on his lips, repeating it like a prayer.

After a moment, he pulls out of her, and pulls her to his chest. He closes his eyes for a moment, taking in the fatigue that is slowly seeping into his bones. "Wow," He hears Skye say, and then there is the soft pressure of her lips on his. "Sleep now," She says, "We have all day to figure this out."

He falls into a deep slumber, and wakes when he cannot feel Skye close to him anymore. One thing that catches his eye, is a note that rests on her pillow, and he picks it up and unfolds it.

"Grant." He reads, and a sinking feeling fills his stomach. "When you find this, I'm probably long gone. I'm so sorry for this, but it's the right thing to do for us both. I didn't lie yesterday when I said I loved you, I really do. But this kind of love is something I have never felt, not even with Miles and it scares me, because I want to trust you and give you my heart completely, when you have done so with me. I love you so much that it hurts, and I need to work out where this leaves me.

And second; thank you. Thank you for coming to find me, even though you never had to. I have to admit that after a while, and especially after what happened in Spain, seeing you and being with you became something of a medicine to me. Your treatment of me was, and have always been the same; completely normal, and not to mention human.

It was a relief beyond measure, and at the same time so weird, because I shouldn't have fallen so hard for you again as I've done, and that makes this so much harder to write. I have to find out what to do next and it seems like a good idea to do it alone, instead of dragging you into it.

You know how to get hold of me, should anything happen."

Grant gently folds the letter, and looks down at his hands. She'll come to him in her own time and he promised her he'd wait until she felt ready. His heart hammers in his chest, and he forces himself to take a deep breath before he gets out of bed and into the shower.