Chapter 5-

As Skye bandaged up her shoulder she remembered the last time she had been with Ward and needed to bandage up a gunshot wound. She thought back and all the details come flooding back...

Their attack had been perfect. Hydra was weak now but Skye had been dragged off by Garrett and Coulson didn't want to risk killing her while trying to kill them. There had been a temporary, very temporary, cease-fire.

Garrett appeared in the basement where Ward was and he threw Skye to the ground just as the pain took over and he collapsed to the floor. "Kill her." Garrett said threw clenched teeth and despite the pain, he was now looking intently at Ward, "are you weak Ward!" Ward picked a weapon up off the ground . He hated Garrett for dragging her here- for making him do this. Moments of his life were flashing in his mind, choices he had made, decisions he made. How had he gotten here, about to kill her- the only person who he had really cared about in a long time. "Kill her!" Ward closed his eyes trying to focus. Seconds felt like hours.

May had told her not to waste her feelings. As she stood there, gun pointed she knew it had been for this moment- she wanted to destroy them- him- those who had dared to hurt the only family she had ever really known. Grant was looking at her, there was pain in his eyes as Garrett screamed to finish her. His words rattled him as his body jumped in surprise. She didn't understand what he had over him.

"You gonna kill me Ward!" She yelled more a statement than a question. She was trying to buy some time, she knew that the team wasn't far behind but she didn't know if Garrett would get to him before the team got to her.

In a desperate move she attacked, trying to put all her rage into that one moment. He had taught her how to disarm someone- it had been one of their first lessons. She reached him but he anticipated her move and threw her to the ground- she hadn't anticipated what happened next In the same moment he attacked Garrett and broke his neck before putting a bullet right between the eyes. Skye tried to flee but Ward threw himself on her as Coulson's and the team burst threw the door. Bullets flew. Once the dust settled, Coulson pulled Ward off of Skye and she realized that...

Snapping back to the present Skye allowed the hot water from the shower to pour over her head. She realized that the bullet hadn't only hit her arm but it had gone right through Ward's chest that day. She could remember the blood gushing from his wound as Coulson pulled him off her. She also hadn't remembered the pain in his eyes- she remembered seeing the inside of his soul that day in that hellish moment. She leaned down and turned up the heat of the shower- it was practically burning her skin. She remembered looking back, as Coulson pulled her out- into his eyes, convinced that he as dying. No sound escaped his lips but she recognized the words "I love you" before he closed his eyes. She thought he had died in that moment. Two years later she could finally admit to herself that she didn't feel relieved that day, as she had told everyone, but that her heart had ached, almost indescribably. It had been easier to hate him than to admit... She opened her eyes. She knew the truth. She knew where her anger towards him came from. She remembered the feel of his breath on her lips last night, the weight of his body against hers. She had been focused for so long. She didn't allow herself to feel anymore but these feelings were too strong for her to ignore and all she wanted to do was run- to him. She pulled a towel around her body and opened the door and the steam escaped into the hallway. She needed rest, it had been an physical and emotionally exhausting day. She needed to refocus.

"I see you two worked things out." Coulson said sarcastically walking past the lounge. Ward held an ice pack to his swollen face and Jemma was applying stitches to Skye arms once again. Skye smiled and flashed a quick look at Ward. Coulson had watched the security footage of their fight- he wasn't surprised that Ward didn't fight back and he was always proud of Skye's fighting skills- even if it was against a member of the team. The tension between Skye and Ward had been building over the last 48 hours and he was pleased to see that they had finally "spoken to each other".

"Ward you a have a call from the HUB." May said over the intercom. Skye immediately understood by the look on his face that it must be her calling. He almost couldn't tear his eyes from hers but he soon stood up and walked to his bunk to take the call.

FitzSimmons were now talking about some new thought for a weapon. Skye thought to herself that their minds really did function as one unit.

"We have a new mission" Coulson said rushing into the room. Ward came back moments later and Skye couldn't bring herself to look at him although she could feel his stare. He was with Sabrina. That was the truth, that was his life and she wasn't going to be the one to betray that truth. Betrayal had already hurt too many people.

As Coulson explained the mission Skye tried to focus pushing everything else from her mind.

It was a classic mission, get in , recover, get the hell out. Standard op. She knew what to do.

Leaving to get ready, Ward grabbed her arm.

"Can we talk two minutes" his eyes pleaded with her.

"We need to get ready." Pulling her arm out of his grip she coldly turned and walked toward Simmons leaving him standing there, alone.