The love that will not let me go

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

Four months has passed since she left Grant and the cabin, and Skye can't help but be happy that he obviously did what she told him to in the letter. The coffee scolds her tongue, and she hisses. Her eyes wander out the window, looking out on the street, and her breath hitches for a moment when someone who looks a lot like Grant passes by.

"Thanks for the coffee." She puts down a ten dollar bill on the table, and pushes her laptop into her backpack. "Keep the rest." She smiles at the waitress. As she leaves the café, she looks around to see if the coast is clear. She knows these streets like her own back pocket, and it's not difficult to find the way back to the center of the city.

"Skye." The sound of his voice stops her in her tracks, and for a moment, she doesn't turn around. "Skye, please." Her heart hammers in her chest, and she has to take a deep breath to keep the tremors from surfacing as she looks at him. "Hello Grant." It annoys her how weak her voice is.

His heart almost stops beating when she turns around to look at him. Hearing her voice after four months is almost enough to make him tear up, and he reaches out for her hand, grabbing it. When she doesn't pull away, he pulls her to him.

"You… You just left." It's not an accusation, nor a question. Simply a statement that broke his heart for the first three weeks, and then got him back on his feet. He takes her hand and kisses it. "I know," She says, "I know I left, but I had to find out what I was going to do, Grant."

"I wasn't lying about anything in the letter. What we… had, was something much stronger than I'd ever experienced. I'd never even felt that way about Miles either. I was scared, because… Opening up like that is terrifying, and I needed to know if it was such a good idea for me to do it with you."

Skye stops when Grant cradles her face. "What we have is much stronger." He corrects her. "I love you, Skye. I've known that for a long time now, and it's not going away." He then kisses her, and she wraps her arms around him, pulling him closer to her. "Come home," She hears him say when they part due to lack of air.

She nods, and they kiss again. It's a soft, tender kiss, and she can feel Grant smile against her lips. "We should get a move on." She says as she breaks the kiss, and she smiles at him. The grip he has on her hand is comforting, and she returns the smile he gives her.

They hold onto each other as he leads her down the streets, and stops in front of a small apartment complex. "Another place your family never used?" She raises her eyebrows when he grins at her. "Something like that." She follows behind him as they go inside, and Grant leads her to the fifth floor, unlocks the door to the apartment, and let her go inside first.

A gasp leaves her lips as she takes in the sight of the apartment. "This is huge!" She turns to look at him, and sees that he's grinning, albeit rather sheepishly. "It's brilliant. You… You're too kind to let me stay here." Her smile falters when she sees how Grant's expression changes.

"Skye." He cradles her face in his hands, and makes her look at him. "I'm doing this because I love you." She nods. "I know you do, but-" He cuts her off by kissing her. When they break apart, he's still holding her. "If I'm going to spend every day for the rest of my life convincing you that I do love you, then so be it, because I've meant every single thing I've said to you."

A tear slips down Skye's cheek when she hear what he says. "I don't think I could have stopped you, even if I tried," She says and laughs weakly. "And I love you," She looks up at him. "I love you so much that being away from you physically hurts." Another tear falls.

Grant nods. "Then stay here with me." His own voice cracks a little when he sees the tear falling down her cheek, and he gently wipes it away. He pulls off her backpack, and her jacket, putting them down by the door.

His hands are resting on her waist as he pulls her in for another kiss, and she wraps her arms around his neck. A small smile breaks the kiss for a moment as she tiptoes in order to kiss him properly, and Grant deepens the kiss as he picks her up and carries her to the bedroom.

They undress each other as they make their way to the bedroom, leaving a battlefield of clothing behind as they open the door. Grant feels Skye's tremulous breath against his cheek, and his own isn't that steady either.

She lifts her head to kiss Grant again, and moans softly against his lips when he pulls off her panties and tosses them away, and she proceeds to do the same with his boxers. A soft gasp leaves her lips when he pulls her up again, and then he's lowering her down onto him.

The gasps that leave them both echo through the room. The feeling of Grant being inside her is something she has missed, and she remains still for a moment. Then she is wrapped in his arms, and his lips are again upon hers as she begins to move her hips.

"Skye…" Hearing him moan her name is almost like music to her, and she buries her face in the nape of his neck for a moment, trying to control her speeding heart. Fortunately, she manages to keep it under a certain control, but it doesn't diminish the feeling that every nerve in her body is being set on fire by Grant.

He cradles her face between his hands and kisses her again, deepening the kiss as he feels sparks shoot through his body with every movement she makes. It's as if the ache in his heart eases a little every time she touches him. "I love you," He whispers, "I love you so much…" Her lips crash onto his, and he tangles his hand in her hair, and the choked gasp leaving her lips is almost enough to send him over the edge.

"I love you Grant," he hears her whisper breathlessly, "I don't think there's even a word for how much I love you..." He lets his hand brush over her abdomen, tracing the scars from the bullet holes, mapping her skin with his fingers. He watches as her back arches; she is so responsive to his touch.

A grin covers his face when he finally lets his thumb brush over her clit, and the cry that follows courses through his body like fire. "Grant!" She is now moving into the touch of his thumb on her clit, and he kisses her again.

They both come together, gasping into each other's mouth as they hold onto each other. Skye is the first one to break due to lack of air, and she beams at Grant, tears shining in her eyes as she looks up at him. The laugh that leaves Grant's lips is overjoyed, and she can see tears in his eyes as well.

She lifts her hips as he pulls out of her and lays down on the bed, facing him. A breathless, happy laughter leaves her lips, and she presses a kiss to Grant's lips as he pulls her close, beaming at her. She is panting softly as she rests her head on his chest, her hand resting just above his heart.

The last thing she registers before falling asleep, is Grant's lips on her forehead.

Grant is almost afraid to fall asleep, so he lies awake for a while, and just watches Skye. She is curled into his side, sighing softly in her sleep. After a while his eyelids grow heavier and heavier, and he falls asleep with his arms around her.

He stirs the next morning when he hears birds chirping, and doesn't really want to wake up, in case yesterday was something he's been dreaming, and Skye is still gone from him. But as he opens his eyes against the morning sun, he sees a pair of big brown eyes look up at him. "Good morning, handsome."