The Road to Answers

Daisy had slept with two different nameless guys and still he burned her from the inside out. She couldn't expel him from her mind or body and there was no way she was going to fall into temptation and allow herself to taste him.

Daisy had been ignoring her dreams and the demands of her body for nearly a month now. Perhaps it was because despite the dreams she had still been watching him. Watching and waiting for him to slip back into who he truly was and finally give her a reason to end him. Or that was what she tried to tell herself.

It was hard to watch him sometimes, especially on the two other occasions he had brought someone home with him. On, those nights Daisy had to leave before she did something she would regret.

It was getting to the point that her life was beginning to revolve around Grant Ward. If she wasn't on a mission or working on some hack with her laptop, she was thinking about him. Wondering when he would snap, or she was out watching him, making sure he hadn't hurt anyone.

Her dreams revolved around him too, everything did.

It was bad enough that he had to haunt her when she was awake, but her dreams were his too. She had to get him out of her mind, maybe she did need to meet him again. If she got close enough to him, the sickening feeling she usually got around him would return and she could finally sleep in peace.

He was sitting at the bar this time, staring straight ahead, there were no attractive women currently there, or any at all really. He obviously hadn't found his lay for the night. With a goal in mind Daisy casually strolled across the floor and took the empty seat next to Ward.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes before doing a double take. Daisy smirked at his reaction, before she could stop herself. The point of this was to bring out her revulsion as well as test him again, not enjoyment.

Though Daisy had no doubt that he could make her thoroughly enjoy herself.

No.

"Y-You…"

She cast him a side glance before she looked back to the other side of the bar. "Me." He continued to stare at her and Daisy felt her ire for the situation raise. "If you're planning on staring as much as last time, I'll just take my lea-"

"Can I buy you a drink?" He interrupted, his voice only sounding slightly desperate, reminding her of how he was when he was trying to convince her of his feeling before and after vault D. She felt a familiar sick feeling in the pit of her stomach and reveled in it. She still hated him.

With the goal of the meeting accomplished Daisy decided to leave despite his offer of a drink. She turned in her seat and started to stand, when his hand snapped out and latched onto her left wrist.

Igniting her.

"Please don't leave." Daisy couldn't move, his grip on her arm stopped her. The sick feeling in her stomach was now just a memory and was replaced with growing desire. This was a dangerous situation, she needed to leave.

Instead stupidly, she answered. "Gin and tonic." His grip on her wrist lightened at her words, though he didn't remove it as she sat back into her seat. She turned to look at him and he kept her gaze, as he called out over his shoulder to the bartender.

"Johnny, can I get a gin and tonic?" She didn't know whether or not "Johnny" was making the drink because her eyes couldn't move from his. His look told her he could bring her to the brink of insanity, and she was oh so tempted by it. Their staring was interrupted by the drink that was placed in front of her.

When her senses came back to her, she snatched her arm away from his hold and reached for her drink, ignoring her slightly trembling hands. She could definitely use a drink right about now.

She drank it in one swallow, aware that Ward was watching her the entire time. When she finished her drink she slammed the glass back down and turned to him, determined to give him her worse glare.

"I'm Alex." At least he was talking in full sentences this time. He waved for Johnny to get her another drink without taking his eyes off her. "You never did tell me your name."

Daisy scoffed. "I do believe I told you no, you weren't getting it." He grinned at her words and Daisy suppressed a groan, she was being a total bitch and he was eating it up. Her glass was replaced with a new drink and she quickly reached for it.

"Well it's the least you could do, since I'm supplying your drinks." He was back into the swing of things now. Much smoother than he had been the last time she saw him and if Daisy had been another person she was sure it would have worked.

She denied the fact that it still could. But, with this question came another opportunity to test him. She gave him a flirtatious grin before she swallowed her next drink. When she sat the glass down this time she did so more gently. "Skye."

She turned to him as she said this and scrutinized his reaction. His eyes had flashed briefly in recognition before it was quickly smothered. Instead he said her name as if testing it on his lips. "Skye."

Her body churned again. The way he said her name reminded her so much of his previous self and added to the burning desire inside her. She found herself lost to her to rising hunger and knew it was the only reason she said what she did next. "Do you want to get out of here?"

Ward nodded quickly, as if he had been waiting for this for a long time, and truly he had been. He placed some bills down on the bar not bothering to count them. He stood and she followed him out. Not two steps out of the building did she find herself pushed against the brick wall and his mouth covering her own.

The kiss was better than her memories and dreams combined. She threw herself into it and slipped her tongue between his parted lips. They kissed for several minutes before he pulled away. Daisy whined at the act. He grabbed her hand and pulled her after him.

Just once, she thought as she followed him willingly, not really believing it as she did.


Skye woke with a start, her breath came in short bursts and her head was pounding in sync with her heart. She had another dream about the past or perhaps she was just reliving a memory. It was disorienting and brought her back to a time that she was not herself. A time she no longer wanted to remember.

When her mind finally came back to the current situation she noticed that Grant's side of the bed was empty and upon further inspection cool to the touch. He had been gone for a while. She glanced across the room and found Tommy to still be asleep. A quick look at the clock on the side table revealed the time to be around 2:00 in the morning.

Tommy would be up soon.

Which gave her just enough time to search for her husband. If Grant wasn't in the room, he must not to have been able to sleep. Which likely meant he was down stairs. Skye slipped from the bed and checked on Tommy before she went to head down to Grant.

Tommy laid in his bassinet, his blanket curled around his tiny body, sleeping soundly. Maybe tonight would be the first night that he wouldn't wake up. She left him to sleep and continued on her current mission.

"Grant?" She called out softly when she came down the stairs, not wanting to wake Tommy. When he didn't answer and she stepped out into the living room to find it empty, she grimaced. She stifled down the panic, much as she felt the night he had left, and tried to remind herself it was uncalled for. He wouldn't have just left, not after yesterday.

She quickly checked the bathroom and laundry room and when he wasn't there she went for the next logical place. Skye opened the door that led out onto the balcony and quickly scanned the area. There was a clear set of footprints leading from the house down to the beach.

She looked out to the water and could see a figure of a man running along the shore. She sighed in relief. Of course he went for a run, he had done so thousands of times when he couldn't sleep before.

She just jumped to the worst case scenario, but really who could blame her in their current predicament.

It would be hard to tell how much longer he would be out there, so she busied herself with other things. Skye decided it would be best to plan out their trip, it would take around seven hours to get to their destination. That was if they didn't make stops and if traffic was good and if Tommy could handle being that long in a car. (He couldn't).

Okay so maybe, it would take a little longer than seven hours. But, at least she knew where to go. Skye's planning was interrupted as Tommy's cries reached her from upstairs. She slid her laptop from her lap and onto the couch and followed Tommy's wails to the master bedroom.

"Hey, baby, Mommy's here." She said as she picked him up from the basinet he laid in. His cries quieted, but didn't stop completely as she pulled him close to her chest. She could smell the reason for his cries as soon as she did. "Well, looks like someone is a stinker." She said in one of those baby voices she used to find obnoxious, but now couldn't stop herself from using.

She laid him down on the window bench and walked quickly across the room to grab his diaper bag. "Okay big boy, let Mommy take care of this." She quickly changed him and replaced the diaper. After she was done she picked him back up, his tears fully gone, and carried him down the stairs with her.

Skye sat on the couch and set Tommy up to nurse while they waited for Grant to come back. She wasn't sure how much time passed when he finally opened the door and stepped into the living room, it couldn't have been too long as Tommy was still awake. She slipped him from her chest and adjusted her clothes before starting to burp him.

"Couldn't sleep?" She asked. If he was surprised by her being here he didn't show it, he nodded. He joined them on the couch and watched as she finally got Tommy burped. Skye pulled Tommy down from her shoulder so she could rock him back to sleep.

"Here let me." She looked back at Grant before giving him a small smile and handing Tommy to him. He was beginning to become more and more as he was before, when he was still Alex. Something that couldn't make her happier.

"You should go back to sleep. I got him." Grant said as he continued to rock their son. She watched them for a moment before she replied.

"Not without you." He stilled for a moment before he continued to rock their son. Grant looked at her again his eyes lit with emotion.

"I can't…" His words stopped leaving Skye clinging to his expression of defeat. "When I… when I close my eyes I remember… things I wished I didn't." Skye's heart lept into her throat at his admission. She could only imagine the things he was remembering. There were many things that Grant had done that even she wasn't aware of.

"Grant." She whispered as she slipped closer to him on the couch. He had turned away from her, so she reached out to gently turn him back to face her by his chin. As she had done on that night years ago. His eyes reached out for hers and she could feel him searching her soul for help. He was drowning in misdeeds that he couldn't count as his own.

What could she say?

"I know… what it's like to have dreams, memories, that keep you up at night." She glanced down at Tommy, he had fallen back to sleep. "We need sleep and I can't without you. So, if you remember something else just…"

Daisy woke with her breath coming in short bursts, her surroundings were familiar, but not right. At least she was no longer staring into the cold eyes of her mother as she could feel herself slip away. The bed shifted beside her, her eyes ticked to the man who was waking from his sleep.

It was the first time she had fallen asleep. Ward sat up in bed and took in her frazzled appearance. "Hey, you okay?" No, no she wasn't. She shouldn't be here.

Daisy turned in the bed, but before she could lift the covers from her naked body. Ward's arm snaked around her and pulled her back down to the bed. Daisy was almost too surprised to react, almost. Instead she struggled in his grip.

"If you can't sleep please don't leave." He whispered next to her ear, causing Daisy to still. "If you can't sleep again just, wake me up. You don't have to talk; I'll just hold you until you fall asleep again."

Daisy wanted to scoff, wanted to tell him that he didn't bring her comfort, but his arms around her and his breath tickling her ear did calm her. So, instead she rested her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes. All the while trying to deny the fact that she could easily fall asleep in his arms.

"… Just wake me up. You don't have to tell me what it was, I can just hold you until you fall asleep again." She watched as the memory of that night came back to him and the maelstrom and his eyes began to calm. "So, let's go back to bed."

"Okay."


Kara rubbed her eyes trying to ease the strain on them. She had been up for almost 48 hours and she was finally starting to feel it. It was getting close to 4:00 in the morning and most everyone was asleep save for the few still working on the system.

She probably should have gone to bed long ago, but there was something about this entire situation that made it almost impossible for her to sleep. She needed to know what was going on.

"Agent Palamas. Agent Palamas." Kara's head shot up from the table, had she fallen asleep? "Agent Palamas, you're needed by Director Coulson." Kara met the eyes of an agent she didn't even care to know the name of before her words connected in Kara's brain.

"Right." She stood quickly and started for Coulson's office. A quick glance at her phone showed she had only been asleep for 15 minutes. Had they made some progress in that short amount of time, really anything was possible.

Kara turned the corner towards Coulson's office and nearly ran into Bobbi as she was exiting Kara's own destination. She cast a quick glare in her direction before she continued on. She still couldn't stand Bobbi, not after everything she had done to her. Including causing her to get brainwashed. Kara waited two seconds after knocking before she opened his door and walked in.

"Agent Palamas it's good to see you. Would you like some-"

"Cut the crap Coulson, are you going to finally tell me what's going on?" Coulson's expression didn't change as he continued to poor her a cup of coffee that he had tried to offer her. He placed it down on the opposite side of his desk.

"Please have a seat." He said. She complied quickly just wanting to get to the information already. Coulson followed suit and sat down across from her. There was silence for almost 30 seconds as he continued to pointedly stare at her.

Quickly getting annoyed at the situation Kara reached for the coffee in front of her, if she was going to have to deal with Coulson she was going to need all the caffeine she could get. She took a swig of the steaming liquid and let it burn down her throat to help wake her. "I have a mission for you." If Kara wasn't herself, she probably would have choked on her coffee at his abruptness. Instead she quietly placed the steaming mug down before looking back up to meet his eyes.

"40 hours ago agent Daisy Johnson went rogue. She sent a virus through our system completely shutting us down and went on the run with Alex Moore, formerly known as Grant Ward." Kara's pulse skipped a beat, but her expression much stayed the same. "It is our belief that she is trying to return Alex Moore to his former identity."

Kara's burnt tongue darted out of her mouth and she ran it against her bottom lip as she tried to gather her thoughts. "How?" Was all she could ask, how could any of this have happened?

"Were not sure exactly how she will attempt to do this. But, we do have a lead. Ten minutes ago when we finally got our system back online, we immediately began our search." Coulson turned in his seat and pulled up a set prints on the screen behind him. "We weren't expecting much, but we were pleasantly surprised. Grant Ward's prints showed up on a baseball bat in an open case in Chesapeake, Virginia."

Virginia? Why would Daisy have gone there? No why would Daisy have taken Grant on the run? "Why would Daisy do this sir?" This was almost too impossible to have ever have happened.

"It seems that Daisy has been in a secret relationship with Alex Moore for around four and half years, one that has produced a child." Kara couldn't breathe, this was too much. The Daisy that she knew hated Grant and wanted nothing to do with him, but now there was a child. "We have to do everything possible to not allow Grant Ward to come back. You will be part of Agent Morse's team and you must take them into custody. Whatever means necessary. "

Whatever means necessary? A kid? Maybe Kara didn't want to know everything that was going on after all.

"You leave in 10 minutes. I suggest you get as much sleep as you can on the quinjet. Dismissed."


He stared out the window again. He had been in a car more these past couple of days than he could remember ever being before, not that it really counted much. This time he found himself in the backseat with Tommy. They had stopped to get food earlier and he had sat back here to feed him and hadn't bothered to rejoin Sky in the front.

She hadn't really seemed to care. Skye had gone back to her previous disposition from when she was driving on that first day. She was slightly frowning and constantly checking her mirrors. She really wanted to make sure they weren't being followed. Which was completely understandable and that was something altogether wrong.

It almost made him feel useless, he knew there was depth of knowledge on what to do in this kind of situation, hidden somewhere inside of him. But, it was impossible for him to gain access to it. On the few occasions that he had, he could never understand how it had happened. The sooner he became Ward again, the better. Or so he hoped, Skye didn't seem to have reservations about it.

For the past half hour though his mind had been occupied with other thoughts then particularly long car rides. Skye bringing up the night of the first time she had stayed with him, made him wonder why she had stayed that night in the first place.

Skye knew him when he was Grant Ward, knew how he became someone else, why he did. So why did she follow him into his next life. Did she not want to let him go? But when they first met she seemed more to hate him then love him. What had he done as Grant Ward to cause that? Some of what he remembered already showed him things he didn't like. No doubt there was more and even worse memories to come.

He glanced up at the central console to see the time. It was 10:38 am, they had been on the road for a little over three and a half hours. They would have to stop again soon, Tommy was beginning to get antsy and would probably need a change soon.

"Skye, we need to stop at the next rest stop." He looked to meet her eyes in the rearview mirror. She nodded and flashed him a quick smile. Trying to ease him?

"Sounds good, I could use a break." She replied. He returned her smile. Skye broke their eye contact to look at the road. "You seem really quiet, well I mean more so than normal." Normal, right. "Grant if you want to ask something you can. I mean after that first little bit, well since you came back, you haven't really asked me anything."

"You can, if you want to. I know when you get your memories back, you'll get answers but not to everything. Don't be scared to ask." Scared to ask, he was scared of everything. But, right now acting like he was fine was… Well it was the only thing keeping him together, besides Skye and Tommy.

So, yes there were things he wanted to know. But knowing the answers to those things, as he has learned, isn't always the best way to keep everything stable. "No, not right now." A sign passed by signifying ½ mile till the next rest stop. "Were close to the-"

"I saw." Her voice was a lightly laced with annoyance. Which made him frown slightly. That was until he remembered that Skye hated to be told how to drive. There had been many times she would get mad when he would point out street signs or turns.

"I know how to drive Alex."

At least that stayed the same.

Skye pulled into the rest stop, which had only a few other cars, and parked close to the bathrooms. He reached for Tommy and quickly unstrapped him from his car seat. He heard Skye's door shut and turned in time to see her open the backdoor for him.

He stepped out of the car and placed Tommy on his hip. "I'll change him. You want to get some food?" He shut the door behind him.

"Yeah, sure sounds good babe." Skye smiled and stepped closer kissing Tommy on the cheek exaggeratedly. "Mommy loves you so much Tommy." Tommy squirmed in his arms when Skye tickled his side. Skye laughed at Tommy's reaction before standing on her toes and placing a kiss on his lips.

He returned her kiss and pulled away. "Eh, you're alright." She said in a teasing tone. He pulled back acting shocked.

"Alright? I'm worth at least 'I'm desperately in love with you', but if you're being stingy I might take I love you."

"Pfft" She snorted as she stepped away from him. "Geez, I knew you were large in some departments, but must you be so cocky." He gave a breath of a laugh at her comment. She always was one for the innuendos. Skye smirked at his reaction and turned to head to the snack area.

"Make sure you try to get something at least a little healthy." Skye spun back to give him a horrified look, her noes scrunched up.

"Please none of your health crap right now. I need something with artificial cheese flavor." She turned swiftly on her heels completely ignoring any of his protest.

"Skye…" He called after her, but quickly realized she was purposely ignoring him. "Of course, let's hope you don't grow up with your mommy's junk food habits, huh?" He said as he pulled Tommy up higher at his side. Tommy gurgled back as they headed for the bathroom.


"We have something." Said Random Agent #1. Kara glanced over her shoulder from where she had been staring at the living room, in what used to be one of Grant's safe house. Kara herself had never stayed here, but she clearly remembered Grant telling her about it before she had returned to S.H.I.E.L.D. Though how Daisy knew she could only speculate.

Kara marched over to where Agent #1 sat peering at a laptop. Bobbi was already looking from above her shoulder and Kara had to stop herself from shoving Bobbi out of her way so she could see.

"There's a Subaru Legacy registered to a woman named Lisa Graham at this address."

"Do we have its license plate number?" Bobbi asked moving closer.

"Just a second… her we go. Should I search for this car on street cameras?" Agent #1 asked, looking up at Bobbi who nodded her acquiesce.

"Do it." Looks like they had a lead. Kara turned back around, but not before she caught Bobbi's glance. She almost had to force herself not to glare at the woman. There were to many things going on for her to be distracted with her loathing of Bobbi.

The number one priority was to get Grant and to bring him back safely. But, what then? Kara couldn't help but wonder what Coulson would do once he had Grant and Daisy back in custody. Daisy might receive some sort of punishment, though Kara wasn't sure what that would entail.

But, Grant…? That was something completely up in the air. He could be sent back through the Tahiti process. That seemed the most likely solution for the situation, but it left a bitter taste in Kara's mouth. She had been against him going through the process in the first place. Having him go through it again, to completely wipe Grant Ward away again, is something she could never do.

But, then again wasn't that exactly what she was doing by taking on this mission? The thought made her head hurt or it could just be her lack of sleep. "Kara?"

Great, something to add to her headache. Kara turned to face Bobbi who was standing in front of her know a slightly worried frown on her face. Oh, please don't pretend to care now she wanted to say. She didn't.

"Are you okay? You're pretty quiet and Coulson said that you haven't slept since you got back from you last mission." Kara had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She was so not in the mood for this.

"I'm perfectly fine." She replied. Her voiced dripped with venom, silently daring Bobbi to continue her prodding. But, it would seem Bobbi never was one to back down.

Her frown deepened. "It's just that…" Agent #2, or was it #3, walked up interrupting any further questions.

"We have a trail." Bobbi looked at her for a moment longer before she turned to face Agent #whatever. "There on US-13 N, we caught them on a toll booth camera." The other agent pulled up several pictures from street cameras from different states.

"They're not making good time, to wherever it is they're going." Bobbi murmured as they continued to stare at the screen.

This time Kara didn't stop her eye roll. "They have a baby, of course they're not going to be making good time." Kara frowned at her own statement, the baby… what would happen to it?

"Well anyway, we have them now we can keep an eye on the from the quinjet. Let's move." Bobbi ordered and Kara watched as agents 1-3 began to pack up and head out the door. She turned to follow, but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"If you don't want a broken arm, then remove your hand." She warned her tone leaving no doubt that she would act on the threat. The hand stayed.

"I think I could handle anything you got." Kara turned around effectively causing Bobbi's hand to fall.

"Is that something you want to test. I could have you down on the ground before you could even pull out your weapons of choice." Bobbi raised one eyebrow. Giving her an unimpressed look. One Kara wouldn't mind tearing off her face.

"Look, you hate me I get it. That's not the issue here." Bobbi gave her another piercing look, trying to read Kara's thoughts. "I just need to know if I'm going to have any issues with you backing me up." That was when things came clear to Kara, Bobbi wasn't worried that she couldn't do her job, just that she wouldn't.

Maybe she was a little more perceptive than Kara had given her credit for. But, the thought of turning on S. .L.D. and helping Daisy had never crossed her mind. "No, you don't have to worry. I know what needs to be done."

Bobbi kept her gaze, trying to read if Kara was telling the truth. She would get nothing. "Alright." She answered before heading back out the door.

Kara followed, it was true that she had never thought about turning against S.H.I.E.L.D. to help Daisy, Grant on the other hand was a different story. Could she really bring him back and erase the only person who had helped her? Could she take him away from his family, even if the way how that family came to be made Kara sick to her stomach?

She already knew the answer to that.


Skye smirked as she waved a, oh so delicious, cheeto in front of Grant's face. She could feel his look of disgust and her smirk grew. "C'mon honey, you have to eat something." She teased, her voice sickly sweet. She waved her snack in front of his face again.

"I'm not hungry." She laughed, her smirk growing into a full blown smile.

"Babe, you haven't eaten since last night. Since you refused to eat where we stopped for breakfast." She knew he was dying to argue that McDonald's couldn't be counted as food, he had done so before. So she continued before he could. "C'mon, you can't not eat."

She kept her eyes on the road, one hand on the wheel as she waited for his inevitable surrender. He sighed and she mentally fist pumped. Skye: 1 Grant: 0.

He grabbed her wrist and brought her fingers to his mouth, but instead of just taking the cheeto he brought her thumb and finger into his mouth with it. The snack fell from her fingers as Grant's tongue worked its way across her fingers, cleaning the cheese from them. Her breath hitched.

Grant sucked both of her digits clean before he pulled them from his mouth and released her wrist. She could hear him chewing. Skye: 1 Grant:1000000. Damn him.

"You know I'm currently driving." She said knowing that he was now the one smirking, a quick glance his way proving it.

"I can see that Skye. Is there reason for pointing this out?" Oh, that bastard. That completely, ridiculously sexy bastard. It seemed he was giving her a taste of her own medicine, as he was occasionally known to do.

Skye hated to lose.

"No reason really, but…" Her voice trailed off. Something was off. Skye glanced out each window, checked each mirror, but couldn't seem to find anything. That was until she felt something.

Above them, she could feel the vibration of something above them. There very seldom few things that could get so close that it took her so long to notice. Fuck.

"Skye?" Grant asked worry clear in his tone. By this point he was probably aware that something was about to go down.

Skye swerved quickly, cutting off some old man in a truck as she took the closest exit. There was a chorus of horns, squealing tires, and cursing being left behind them. Skye could feel Grant tense in his seat and Tommy stir.

"Grant, we're being followed." She heard his sharp intake of breath. "They shouldn't have been able to find us so soon, but that's not important now. I need you to get into the glove box and grab the guns." Skye had put the gun from their apartment and the icer in there when they had left, she didn't think they would need them so soon.

It took him a second, but he finally leaned forward and retrieved the guns. "What do I do with them?" He asked, his voice trembled a little.

"First, I'm going to find us a place that we can stop, then I'll tell you what to do." Skye was going way over the speed limit and had picked the complete worse exit to take. There was nothing really secluded for her to stop at so they could make a stand.

There was no way that she could outrun a quinjet.

They were still flying above them, there cloaking system intact, but of course they would know that she knew. Grant's heartbeat next to her had steadied and she could only hope that he was calming down because he was remembering what to do in this kind of situation.

From the corner of her eye she caught him checking the clip and the chamber making sure that the gun was fully loaded. It was a good sign.

After driving for another couple of, thankfully, cop free miles. (That would be the last thing that she needed now.) Skye found an empty building a little way off to itself. It would do. She took a sharp left turn cutting through traffic and pulled into the back parking lot directly in front of a door into the building.

"Get Tommy." Skye quickly exited the car and blew the entrance to the building open with a wave of her hand. She turned to find Grant holding Tommy to his chest a gun in each hand. Not having time for much of anything, Skye grabbed the gun from his hand, leaving him the icer. She couldn't let Grant kill anyone. "Go hide in there, don't move until I get you." Her tone left no room for argument and Grant silently ran inside.

That left Skye alone with the enemy, that was all she could call them now. Without wasting a second, as the quinjet was lowering to the ground still cloaked, Skye through her hands up and sent out a wave of power where she could feel the jet was at.

It flung through the air helplessly, not doubt the pilot had lost control, but right before it could crash Skye sent out another set of vibrations stopping it from violently hitting the ground. Instead the crash was rather tame. They may have been there to take Grant away, but that didn't mean she wanted them dead.

Skye tucked the gun into the waistband of her jeans and waited. Two agents she didn't recognize exited followed by Kara. Damn, this would be a little tougher than she thought. She couldn't let them get close, it would be hard to take down Kara. She was still the better fighter of the two of them.

Not waiting Skye sent out a vibration shaking the ground around their feet causing them to stumble, she couldn't do too much but this would do. While they tried to keep their balance Skye sent out another wave knocking them from their feet and back into the crashed quinjet.

They hit hard, but Skye wasn't sure if it was hard enough. Skye stepped forward slowly, keeping a watchful eye on them. Their plan was a stupid one, they should have known that coming at her head on wouldn't work.

But, Kara wasn't stupid she would know… shit. Skye was hit from behind with one of what she could only assume was Bobbi's battle staves. She fell to the ground and quickly rolled away as her staves came down on the ground at where she had momentarily laid.

Skye quickly scrambled to her feet, ignoring the way that her head throbbed, just in time to block another blow from Bobbi's stave. Not good, Bobbi was a better fighter as well. Which became more and more obvious as Skye continued to try and block Bobbi's blows.

Bobbi swung at her again and she ducked under the blow swinging at her with a kidney shot before following through the motion and turning into a round house kick. Bobbi caught Skye's leg at her side and pulled her closer.

Skye not wanting to give her a chance to break her leg. Swung up with her other leg trying to kick her in the head. Bobbi ducked underneath her kick. Skye landed roughly to the ground Bobbi still holding one of her legs, her hands and one leg braced on the ground.

Skye felt Bobbi's boot slam into her stomach and her breath left her. Skye knew if she didn't do something Bobbi was going to win. Skye pushed through the pain, still gasping for breath, she sent out a waves of vibration shaking the immediate area around her and Bobbi. Bobbi, stumbled to keep her balance and her grip loosened enough that Skye could pull away. She rolled to the side and turned just as Bobbi fell to one knee.

Capitalizing on the situation, Skye quickly began to vibrate the molecules inside of Bobbi's battle staves until they fell apart in her hands. The ground around them began to still, but Skye marched forward and kneed Bobbi in the face before she could get back her balance. When she pulled back blood was quickly coming out of Bobbi's nose and her eyes were slightly dazed, but she was still a threat.

Skye grabbed the gun from the back of pants and brought it down on the back of Bobbi's head. She finally fell to the ground knocked out. So did Skye wheezing, her breath was coming in painful gasps and her chest seared with pain. Almost enough to distract her from the way her head throbbed.

It took a moment for her lungs to at least not hurt anymore with each gasp. Her chest was still searing and her head pounded, but she was moving. Skye stood and glanced at Bobbi making sure she was down, before heading back to the other agents. She counted each of them on the ground, one, two, thr…

Where was Kara? Shit.

Grant.


He calmed his breathing and pulled Tommy closer to his chest. They were crouched down in an abandoned factory, hiding behind a large stack of boxes in the far corner of the building. Tommy was whimpering, not liking his strange new environment.

He just hoped that Tommy could keep quiet enough not to give away their position. The gun rested in his hand and it gave him a sense of security. They had been hiding in here for only about five minutes. Though he didn't know how long it would take Skye to deal with them.

Once again he was left feeling useless and wishing to be Ward again, so that he could be the one protecting his family, not the one be protected. Tommy's whimpering soon began to get louder and he began to rock him, hoping that it would soothe his son.

There was no movement in the corner of his eyes and neither was there any kind of noise signaling an arrival, but he somehow knew right away someone was approaching. He lifted his arm the gun held firmly in his hand ready for use.

A woman rounded the corner and stopped at the sight of him. There was a gun in her hand and a shocked look on her face. A face that seemed familiar, but he still refused to lower the gun. He watched as she lowered her gun slightly and her eyes scanned his face and then lowered to look at Tommy.

He felt his defenses rise. "Don't come any closer and drop your gun." He ordered as he pulled Tommy closer trying to hide the infants face in his chest. His grip on the gun tightened and he knew for sure that if she came any closer he would shoot.

"Grant…" Her voice was familiar and he could feel the pull of memories try to take him away. He fought his mind, trying to stop himself from leaving.

"Pumpkin pancakes…?"

He shook his head trying to shake the memory away. He knew this woman… before. That didn't matter though. "Grant it's okay…" She said as she took another step forward her gun safely placed in its holster.

When he was fighting against himself a moment ago he had slightly lowered his gun, he quickly brought it back up. "I said not a step closer!" His voice sounded commanding, he wondered how. She stopped again before slowly shaking her head and taking another step closer.

"Do you have a death wish?!" He asked surprised at her gall. Tommy was now crying, his father yelling scaring him to tears.

A small smile formed on her lips. "Hardly, Grant that's an Icer." She answered softly as she stepped again. An Icer, what did that mean? Tommy's screams continued and he rocked him in one arm while continuing to keep the gun trained on the woman.

"I'm not here to hurt you Grant." She said calmly and took another step closer. He felt himself hesitate. He didn't know why, but he felt like he could… trust her. She took one more step closer and the gun in his hand lower slightly.

"Okay, I'm going to come a little closer." She said.

"Like hell!" Skye screamed and he watched shocked as the woman flew through the air and hit roughly into the wall. Where she stayed pinned there by nothing, of course it took him just a second to realize that it was Skye's doing.

Skye stepped around the boxes and into sight. Her arm was raised from where she kept the woman pinned to the wall. "Daisy, listen…" The woman began.

"NO! You fucking listen to me!" Skye screamed interrupting the woman. "Who the fuck do you think you are putting my family into danger like this?" Skye demanded as she stepped closer to the woman pinned to the wall.

"I'm…" She winced like she was in pain, one of her eyes closing. "Not here to hurt them…" A pained breath escaped her and she opened her other eye again. "I'm here to… help you."

"Oh, yeah right. Is that why you came with the people that attacked me?" Skye snarled.

"I seem to recall you attacking me first." The woman answered her breathing sounded a little less labored. Skye scoffed at her before she lowered her gaze to where the gun rested on the woman's hip. The gun began to harshly shake before it fell to pieces where it was strapped. There was clinking as pieces hit the ground.

Skye lowered her hand and the woman fell into a heap on the floor. "Don't try anything Kara, I mean it." With the anger dulled he could hear that her voice was strained. That was when he noticed the blood dripping from her hands and beginning to crust on the back of her head.

"Kara?" He said, Skye's words ringing many bells in his head. Yes, he knew this woman and he felt he could trust her.

Skye glanced at him quickly, before returning her eyes to… Kara, who was now pulling herself up from the ground and bracing against the wall. "It's okay Grant. She won't hurt you or Tommy."

"Oh, come off it Daisy. You know I would never hurt Grant and if you would pay attention to one damn thing I was saying you know I was trying to help you." Kara glared at Skye from where she leaned against the wall.

"And why would you do that?" He watched them as he pulled himself up. Tommy was still crying and he placed the gun in the back of his pants so he could hold him better. He tried to calm him as he watched Skye's and Kara's confrontation play out.

"Because, I want him back to." The words were quiet, but loaded with unknown meaning. Skye's eyes widened slightly, but her stance didn't relax. She was still ready for a fight. He continued to watch, but there was something about Kara's words that he knew that there was a deeper reason hidden within them.

"Why should I trust you?" Skye asked her voice steel like and leaving no doubt that she was willing to do anything to protect her family. Just like he was.

He stepped closer behind her. "Because I do." He answered. Kara's and Skye's head shot to look at him as he came up beside his wife. Their expressions mirrored each other, they were shocked.

"What?" Skye asked completely flabbergasted. "Grant…?" She turned slightly toward him and Grant gave her a reassuring smile.

"I remember her, kind of." He glanced back at Kara who was now standing free of the wall and watched him with a hopeful look on her face. "And, something tells me we can trust her." He looked back to Skye and stepped closer. He reached down to grab one of her hands and brought it to his lips. Kissing the torn skin there, before he brought it down to his chest resting it where Tommy was.

Their son reached for his mommy's hand grabbing one off her fingers as he sniffled. "Skye, it's okay." Her eyes softened slightly and she lowered her head to place it on top of their hands that rested on his chest. Tommy's hands immediately imbedded in her hair. "Mama!" he cried. Skye laughed quickly and raised her head. She slipped Tommy from his arms and gave him a small smile.

When they looked back to Kara, she was turned away and he could not see her face. "Alright Kara, fine. You can help." Kara turned back around at Skye's words her face showing nothing.

"I suggest we leave now. Who knows when Bobbi will get up." Kara said and swiftly turned leaving no choice but for them to follow. "We'll need to get a new car and then find a good place to lay low. Then will plot our next course of action."

"Oh, woah." Skye said as she sped up to match her pace with Kara. "You are so not in charge. I already have a plan and yes maybe the first couple of steps are what you said, but I had this plan way before you came along."

He watched from behind as Kara shook her head. "Whatever, 'Skye' just as long as we get the hell out of here. We'll figure other things out later." Kara said irritation clear in her voice. He heard Skye scoff and smiled slightly. Despite the animosity between them, he found their interactions to be amusing.

When they stepped out into the sunlight it took a moment to let his eyes adjust. When they did he saw Skye emptying their car of all essentials, while Kara was checking on the three people that laid out cold on the ground. He knew he shouldn't be surprised, but… He knew his wife was strong, this was just a little shocking to him.

"Babe come here." He turned to look back at Skye and saw that she was waiting for him to help with the bags. He stepped over there and grabbed three of the bags from her. She placed Tommy in the car seat before strapping him in and pulling it out of the car. His crying had calmed and for that he was grateful.

He knew that in all that was going on, Tommy was the one suffering the most. Skye grabbed one last bag before turning as Kara walked back up. "Icer." She said and it took him a moment to know what she meant.

He slipped the gun from his pants and handed it to her. In no time he watched as she shot each person laying on the ground. There was a weird blue pattern that washed across where they were hit before it disappeared. Kara walked off to the… jet that was crashed on the ground. Is that what had been following them?

She entered the jet and exited a second later. "That's all of them, let's go." Kara continued walking and Skye rolled her eyes before turning back to him and motioning him to follow. "I'll get the car." Kara said. "You look a little to banged up."

Skye opened her mouth to respond before she shut it. Kara walked off across the street to get them another stolen car and he turned to examine his wife.

It was true that she was looking more than a little banged up. The scrapes on her hands had stopped bleeding, but were still noticeable and the dry blood on the back of her head made her hair look mated. There were probably more injuries that he couldn't see and he couldn't stop his worry from rising.

"Skye, are you okay?" She turned to look at him and from whatever she read from his face her usual snarky comment didn't come. She stepped closer to him and leaned into him. Her head rested against his chest and with his arm that only held one bag he pulled her closer.

"I'm fine Grant." He didn't believe her; he could feel that her breathing was a little labored from where she was pressed to him. She looked back up at him her eyes meeting his. "I swear." He wanted to believe her and maybe to her she was fine, but to him…

A car pulled up beside them and Kara rolled down the driver's side window. "Let's go." She said and he let Skye pull herself out of his arms. The trunk popped and Grant quickly stashed their bags while Skye settled Tommy into the car. When everything was over Skye sat in the passenger seat while he sat in the back with Tommy.

It was similar to how they were this morning, though now with Kara with them things were different. He just hoped that whatever Skye's plan was that it would work and fast. He was getting tired of being useless.


A.N: Well there is the nest chapter. Sorry it took so long to get out. Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter. I really hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think.