See Chapter 1 for disclaimer and feels.

This picks after 2.19... It's an added scene for 2.20 because I'm convinced Skye is more upset by something else, and that's why she chose to throw Bahrain in May's face.

I have no idea what went down on the base. Skye didn't join me in the cockpit on the way back either, she stayed huddled next to Lincoln, speaking to no one the entire flight back.

She hasn't left Lincoln's side since he was stabilized. I know she blames herself, even if she shouldn't. She was with him when dinner was served. She was with him when the team was supposed to be debriefed. She was with him when I stopped by on my way off base and to the ship. She was there when we got back from the ship. I haven't had a chance to talk to her yet, not that she is really talking to anyone.

I think it's a pleasant surprise when I find her in the gym at 5:15. I've missed training with her, we had settled into a nice routine before. Before everything. Exhaustion is written in her features and I wonder if she's slept at all. She's beating the hell out of the bag and I notice her hands aren't wrapped. So this is more of an impromptu session for her.

"You're going to damage your hands that way," I tell her quietly, hoping to not startle her. I know how dangerous coming up on someone lost in the bag can be.

"Surprised you care." She grinds out.

"Of course I care. I also know there are better ways to get out whatever you're feeling right now."

"What like Tai Chi? Sorry, I'm not exactly feeling the need for Zen calm. I'd rather spar."

"I don't think that's a good idea, you're obviously not in control of your emotions right now." She's cold and angry. So unlike the girl I know and love. I know I've said to embrace what she's feeling and use it, but these emotions could cause serious harm to both of us.

"Come on, you must've thought about it. What would happen if you had to go up against me in a fight! What would happen if you had to go up against another 'gifted'? Would you be able to take me?" She sneers at me.

My blood runs cold. She can't possibly... There is NO way she could have any idea what happened in Bahrain. I shake my head to clear my thoughts, in my startled fraction of a moment she makes her move. I guess I've taught her well.

She throws a punch.

I dodge and grab her arm as it comes at me wildly. She'a upset and has no control over her movements, so it's easy to catch the fist before it connects. I twist her arm behind her, not enough to injure but enough to stop her.

"Skye where is this coming from?"

"You told me you didn't want me to hold back, so..."

She sends a vibration through me. I stumble and let go of her arm, shocked it's come to this. Superhero or not, I've got a lot of experience on her and I recover quickly. Ready to take whatever she tries next. I don't want to fight her, but I might need to defend myself. I'm afraid that that thought has run through my head.

"Stand down!" I yell.

"No!" She screams back, coming at me again, a wild look in her eyes that terrifies me. The room is starting to shake as well.

"Skye, please..." I see a tiny crack in her resolve and she stops a few inches from me, breathing hard, she's like a caged animal, trying to decide what her next move is.

I can't handle this, I refuse to hurt this girl. I can feel panic rising within me. I cannot do this again, not with her, not with this girl.

"Please..." I try again. What could possibly be running through her head right now?

"Please, please just tell me what I can do, what I did, and let me try and make it right." Please, I cannot hurt her. I cannot. I will not survive it.

"You sent me away!" She finally screams, and the tears fill her eyes.

And... I realize that's exactly what I did. Coulson may have dropped her at the cabin, but it was after I told him too. I know she knows it was me who made that call.

"You promised you wouldn't and then you did." She whispers, all the fight has gone out of her.

"And now, now you're working for the man who tried to kill me. What exactly am I supposed to think? I am not supposed to defend myself?" She asks quietly.

"Skye..." I'm just about to explain everything when Coulson walks in, I know we have to figure out what the hell is the cargo hold of Gonzales' ship, but now is so not that time.

"Coulson," I try to start but he cuts me off.

"I need to see you both, now."

Another fun conversation awaits.