All she could see was blood. it was all over her hands, and her clothes. Skye could feel the blood run down her skin. No matter what she did, she couldn't wash the blood off her body. Jemma's blood. It coated her like paint, making her skin sticky and red. She could see Ward before her, his face stoic and emotionless. His voice hollow and unforgiving, This is your fault. You killed Jemma. Skye tried to speak, to explain, but no words came to her.
Next to Ward another figure appeared. Fitz. His body black and blue. This is all because of you. His face resemebled Ward's, in that it held no emotion. This is your fault. You killed Jemma. She reached out, trying to get him to understand. Trying to explain the situation. I was protecting the team! You understood that! Jemma understood that! I never imagined they would kill her! She tried to say, her hands went right through Fitz. He remained silent and unmoving.
Coulson appeared to the left of Fitz. He looked the same as when he left for the rendevous. It's all your fault. You killed Jemma. She could feel tears on her cheek, as she tried to reason with Coulson, I was doing it for the team, to protect what little we have! she tried to explain, I didn't want to betray you, again, This is your fault. You killed Jemma.
Skye spun around. May stood there, her gaze ever so cold and penetrating. This is your fault. You killed Jemma. she repeated. Skye was sobbing now, her lungs struggling to catch a breath between each sob. It was for the team.What's the point of protecting your team if you can't stop them from being killed. May asked. Skye looked around at her teammates, all glaring at her, all blaming her for Jemma's death. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
"Skye!"
"I'm sorry!"
"Skye!"
"I'm sorry!"
"SKYE!"
Grant shook Skye roughly, waking her from her nightmare. Her pillow was soaked with her tears, and her eyes were puffy from her crying.
"Skye! Wake up!" When she saw Ward's concerned face, Skye thought that she had been dreaming. That she was back on the bus, and the team was waiting for her so they could start on the mission of the day.
"Ward, I've had the worst nightmare, you were with Hydra, and I let them kill Simmons." She looked around excitedly, only to be met with the dim walls of the cell around her. "Oh." Her excitement was replaced with sadness and guilt. She's really gone. Jemma's really gone. She saw the sad look in Ward's eyes as he got up from where he sat on her bed.
"I'm sorry Skye. I tried to warn you." Skye thought she could detect a twinge of sadness in his voice. It didn't matter though, his apology only made her angry.
"You're sorry? We were your team! We trusted you! We cared for you! And you betrayed us!" Ward was subconsciously retreating as Skye continued to yell, "You watched Fitz get beaten! You let Jemma bleed to death!" Skye could feel her voice falter at the mention of Jemma. At that Ward exploded,
"I told you they were in danger! You're the one who let them get hurt!" Ward took a step closer to Skye. She stepped back instinctively, fear and anger causing her to shake, "You say you're protecting the team, but all you had to do was let them in! What's more important to you? The lives of your friends, or loyalty to a broken organization?" they were both breathing hard, anger filling the space between them. Suddenly Skye realized something,
"You said them."
"What?"
"Hydra. You said them, not us." Skye spoke quietly. Ward thought for a second. His features softened, and Skye thought she could recognize the man who had been her SO not so long ago. The man who would jump out of planes and blow up mountains to save the people he cared about.
"I'm not loyal to Hydra. There's this man, Garret, he's an important head of Hydra. He saved my life and I owe him everything. He brought me into Hydra, then into Shield. I only follow orders."He looked at Skye, his eyes were soft.
"And what about kidnapping us? And Fitz and Simmons? Were those part of your orders?" Skye demanded. The anger had left her. All she wanted were answers.
"I never wanted you guys to get hurt. They wanted to kill the team and leave you. I convinced Barnes to keep the team alive. I knew you wouldn't do it if the team were dead. I didn't think he would torture them to get to you."
"What about Coulson and May?Whats happening to them?" Skye asked, afraid of what he would tell her.
"They're alive."" She breathed a sigh of relief, "I've seen them. They're pretty banged up, but they're still breathing."
"Now what? I'm not going to let them access our intel." Ward gave a sad smile.
"I've got a plan to get you guys out. But its important that you follow it." Ward got close and looked at Skye straight in her eyes, "The most important thing is that you get out. Don't wait for me, or anybody else. Got it?" Skye nodded slowly. "Now this is what is going to happen..."
Skye was laying in the bed waiting for the sign that it was time to go. She kept reviewing the plan over and over in her head, thinking of all the ways it could go horribly wrong. Don't wait for me. She hoped that it didn't come down to that, waiting for her team, or escaping with her life. She knew what she would choose. It was then that the cell wall moved, opening the door once again. Tentatively she poked her head out the door. The hall was empty. That was the sign. It was time to go.
Hope you enjoy this chapter! Hopefully I can write a few more chapters and finish this weekend. As always rate review and let me know what you think!