Everyone walked their separate ways. Skye walked down and found Julia sitting at the edge if the closed hangar door. "you do realize that if the door open, your dead right?" she said teasingly.
"that didn't stop me before." she replied in the same tone.
Skye sat next to her. "you ok?" She asked.
"Ya I'm fine."
"are you sure?"
"no, not really. But no one is ever completely alright."
"that's hard to believe."
"really. Well you, May and coulson always seem troubled about something, if it's ward or not I dont know and don't really need to know. Fitz sometimes takes time to say things, worried that he might say the wrong thing or studder in his words like he used to, according to him. Bobby and Hunter probably worry about their marriage and Bobby trying not to say something that will bring up their old relationship, Hunter just tries not to piss her off. Simmons worries about others and wounds and just basically their health. And Mac, well it's hard ti telk for him. Ether he's worried about others and trying to make everyone feel like they belong or something mechanical."
"what about Ward." she asked hesitant. Julia looked her straight in the eyes.
"he's worried that you'll all hate him forever. Especially you."
"that's not true."
"I see how he looks at you. With regret and sorrow and just pain. Everytime he says something smart or helpful, he always ether looks at you, May or coulson, almost for approval. Hes worried that he'll be hated."
"and how do you know all of this."
"when I was younger, I would always hide in the shadows, only move when no one was looking, so I had to lay attention a lot. After a while, you figure out what different facial expressions or body movements mean. After a few years you get pretty good at it."
Before Skye could say something else, Hunter went in front of them. "Simmons has something to tell us."
"can it wait?" asked Skye.
"I think you want to hear this, and to stay away from the edge of the door for a while."
Skye and Julia looked at other and knew what he was taking about.