- The night before the mission -
Ward decided to grab something to drink before getting some shuteye. Tomorrow. Tomorrow was a big day for not only S.H.I.E.L.D. but for Ward. Tomorrow was the beginning of reinvention. Tomorrow was the day that Ward would start becoming someone who he wanted to be.
Upon reaching the kitchen, Ward came across a passed out Skye sitting at the counter. Her head was down with a half empty bottle of Scotch placed beside her hand. Her hair was fanned out across her face, her one arm hanging by her side. The site tugged at Ward's heart.
Silently creeping over, Ward grabbed the bottle of Scotch and twisted the cap back on. He gently placed it back in the cabinet. Not wanting to leave Skye out so vulnerable, Ward grabbed a blanket from his room and placed it over Skye's shoulders in hopes you doesn't wake her up. But of course, nothing ever comes easy to Ward. Skye startled awake and lifted her head. She seemed pretty confused, but after blinking a few times, she realized the situation she was in.
Grant was hoping she wouldn't say anything. The encounter was already awkward enough as it was.
Skye took a breath, "what are you doing here, Ward?" This is the first time Ward has heard her speak since Skye put bullets into his side.
"Just getting water." Ward responded, hoping that his answer was good enough to end the conversation.
"No," Skye's speech was a bit slurred. "What are you doing here, Ward?"
"To do a mission." All Grant wanted to do was get out of there before other words were exchanged.
"Bull shit." Skye began raising her voice. "You're here to screw us over again, aren't you?"
"No, I want to help." Grant answered.
"You only cause more pain." Skye's voice began to crack, but she wasn't going to crumble in front of him.
Skye's remark was like a knife through Grant's chest. Skye continued on, "You lied to all of us. You killed innocent people. All so you can be Garret's lap dog. That's all you will be. A lap dog." Tears began streaming down Skye's face.
"Are you trying to hurt me? Because Skye, you already shot me and left me for dead." Grant was getting angry.
"Trying to hurt you?" Skye let out a small chuckle. "You tore my heart." Skye couldn't keep her tears under control anymore.
Grant was taken back by Skye. "What…" He was rendered speechless.
"You heard me." Skye managed to say between sobs.
"Skye…" Grant ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't take back what I've done." His voice began to shake. "I will never be able to justify my actions. But in this world, no one is promised a tomorrow." Skye looked up at Ward to see tears forming in his eyes. "I can either die knowing I did absolutely nothing, or die knowing I did whatever I can to change. To be who I want to be. You may not like me being here, but Skye, I need to do this."
"You don't need to do anything, Ward."
"No, Skye I do." Ward responded. "I failed to protect May and Coulson. I failed to protect Fitzsimmons." Taking a deep breath, "I failed to protect you." Skye's heart was pounding so hard. So many thoughts encircled her head, but no sentences were forming. "I need to do what I was brought here to do in the first place. Just let me do this."
Nodding, Skye stood up from the stool. Her heart was racing. "I need to go to bed." Skye said as she turned around to return to her bunk. He let her go without saying another word. She wasn't sure of the feelings she felt in that moment, but one thing she knew for sure was that, she was not quite over Grant Ward.
