* Thank you for all your lovely reviews. I got asked to write another chapter for this story which I was thinking of doing anyway. So I hope you like it and once again I don't own anything*

Two weeks ago- SHIELD hospital

Skye glanced around the sterile room, glad she was finally able to escape. She hated being stuck in one place for too long, a habit picked up in early life, from constantly being moved from foster home to foster home. She understood why she needed to stay here so long but it didn't mean she liked it. Now she could return home, to the bus, where her family was.

It still surprised her that she had come to think of the team as a family. She had never had a family before. Family was always something just out of reach, a safe place where people loved you no matter what you did and what stupid mistakes you had made.

Pulling herself away from sad thoughts she looked around the room, making sure she hadn't forgotten anything. All her get well soon presents were safely packed in her back, ready to be stored in her bunk once Coulson had collected her and taken her back to the bus. He insisted on picking her up and escorting her home as soon as he had confirmation from the doctors that she was free to leave. Normally Skye would be annoyed at someone making decisions for her and telling her what to do, but she knew Coulson is only doing this because he cares. To be perfectly honest it makes her feel better, before joining SHIELD she would never have considered how dangerous the world was. Oh she wasn't naïve, but the world was even scarier than most people knew, with most of the population being oblivious to what really was happening around them. SHIELD had opened her eyes to what was going on around her and it was terrifying. Yet with Coulson she knew she was safe. She knew that he would do everything in his power to keep her safe, he'd proven that by going as far as he had to ensure she stayed alive, after Quinn had shot her. Joining SHIELD had put her life in danger, yet she had never felt safe her in her life.

Smiling slightly to her self she took one more glance around the room and headed to the door, grabbing her bag off the bed.

"Did you see Agent May's face? I didn't think anyone would be able to get close to her. If she is vulnerable we all are. They say she had to have 20 stiches to heal that cut." The voice of one of the agents who guarded her came through the door. Skye had nicknamed the agents J and K, like the men in black as that was all they ever wore and nobody had thought to tell her their names.

"Yeah. That team has been seriously messed up. Seven broken limbs between them. All because of the arrest of someone named Quinn. Apparently it was all retribution because of some girl. The team took down most of Quinn's network and the remaining parts now have it out for the team. Apparently there is a hit out on all the team, unless they hand over the girl who caused his arrest. Wouldn't like to be that girl."

Skye clammed down on a scream upon hearing those words.

The team had been hurt! Because of her!

She was the one who had caused Quinn to be arrested. Coulson had assured her when she woke up after her surgery that he had been arrested and wouldn't bother her again. They were going after the team because of her. Maybe she should hand herself over if it would stop the team getting hurt. But that would just lead to her being killed. Everyone had fought so hard to keep her alive, throwing her life away like that would be a waste of their efforts. But what could she do? Staying with the team was just going to increase the target on them. She couldn't stay with them if it would get them killed. They were in enough danger as it was.

What should she do? Skye wanted to scream it out loud. She couldn't stay here and she couldn't go back to the team if she was endangering them. Maybe she should disappear, she had done it before she could do it again. If no one knew where she was then the team wouldn't be in danger anymore. She could start again and everyone would be safe. That was what she had to do. She couldn't put the team in any more danger. Knowing they were safe would be enough for her. It had to be. She couldn't be the cause of trouble to the team anymore. They were her family. She loved them but she had to let them go, it was the only way to protect them.

Decision made she wondered how to get out of here. If she got near the team then they wouldn't let her go, no matter how much danger she was putting them in. She couldn't go out the door, as agents J and K would follow her and ensure she got to Coulson. That just left the window. Glancing down at her back with tears in her eyes, she realized she couldn't take anything with her. It could tie people to her and if she was making a fresh start she couldn't have anything from her past with her. With a sigh she dropped her bag on the bed and made her way to the window.

Present

"Skye" Ward's gentle voice broke through the thoughts swirling through Skye's mind.

"You shouldn't have followed me Ward. It puts you in more danger. Why did you follow me? It will get you killed. Don't you know death follows me? People are after me and if they know you are with me they will kill you!" She was well aware she had just ignored Ward's declaration, but all she could think about was the danger he was in.

"How did you know people are after you?" Ward scowled, then shaking his head,

"Never mind that. Was that why you left? You know we'll protect you know matter what. Anyway you don't have to worry about that anymore we captured all of them. They can't hurt you anymore."

Skye studied his face to see if he was lying. It wouldn't be the first time he had lied to protect her. However, this time he appeared to be telling her the truth. If it was true she could go home. She could return to her family.

Ward saw hope dawn in her eyes as she processed what he had told her. Her shoulders relaxed as what he said sunk in.

"Can I get you guys another drink?" The voice of the barman broke into Skye's thoughts.

"No thanks James. We're good" Ward's replied

Seeing the barman, or James apparently, move away Skye turned to Ward.

"Hang on. How do you know he is called James?"

"He told me. Apparently you have a talent at making friends. When he saw I'd been watching you he approached me and asked what I was doing. He actually threatened me. Said you were a nice girl and he didn't want you to get hurt. After I assured him that I wasn't stalking you, he told me his name. He was very protective of you so it took a while to assure him that I wasn't a threat. After that we were kind of friends."

Ward looked adorably confused at the last statement, like it was strange to have friends, which broke Skye's heart just a little bit. She couldn't resist teasing him a little bit though.

"Mr. Poop with knives made a friend! Is the world coming to an end?"

"I can make friends Skye. And it was a porcupine!"

"Yeah ah ha you know you have no people skills. You can't make friends that normal way. Trust you to make a friend when someone is threatening you."

"I notice that you didn't know his name." Ward pronounced smugly. "Guess I managed to make a friend when you didn't."

Skye's retort was cut off by James wondering over to them again, a smile on his face.

"Sorry to interrupt your conversation but I thought you would want to know that the song you picked is about to come on." With a sudden knowing grin he wondered back to the other end of the bar.

"Song?" Skye asked Ward, knowing she had only picked one song to play that night.

Before he could respond the song started playing. It took until the chorus for Skye to recognize the song.

'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in'

"Seriously Ward. I would never have pegged you as a Taylor Swift fan. Classical yes but this no."

"Yeah we'll it reminds me of a certain Rookie" replied Ward with a grin.

* So I think I'll add one final chapter to this. Please leave reviews if you wish. The song is I knew you were trouble by Taylor Swift :-) *