This story goes along with the song Home by Daughtry
Skye was tired, tired of being away from the one place she always knew as home, where everyone cared about her and loved her; she missed the one person who she had loved more than life itself, Jemma. Jemma had loved her more than she thought anyone could and leaving her, with nothing had been the hardest decision she had ever made; Skye had thought that leaving Jemma she'd keep her safe, safer than she had been when she was around her. But that hadn't been the case, after she left Jemma had started training with May; May was training Jemma the way that she had trained Skye and Skye knew that Jemma was pushing herself and it was her fault.
Skye had left, leaving everything and everyone without any answers and she knew that when she did they would want answers, but at that time she wasn't ready to give them those answers; now as she was watching them from afar she knew that all she wanted was to go home, home to the one she loved. Skye knew that if kept running she was never going to find what she was looking for; yes she had learned to control her powers and didn't have any accidents with them, but she had given up everything for that and had nothing in return. She didn't think that Jemma would take her back nor would the team be welcoming her back; she would have to live with that, but that didn't matter if she finally home.
She was decided it was time to go home, to be with Jemma.
"Skye, they might not take you back that easily." Lincoln said from Skye's bedroom door.
"I don't care. I need to go home." Skye said as she finished packing her bags.
"Good luck. And I hope that she takes you back after leaving the way that you did."
"Thank and me too."
And Skye left, but this time she was leaving to go home.