A/N: Sorry about how long it took to get this up I was really busy. Thanks for all the support you guys I didn't think I would do this well. This chapter has some FitzSimmons to ;) As always comment and follow, see y'all next update.

P.S.: oh yeah and I don't own Agents of Shield yet but I'm working on it ;)

Skye sat in her bunk thinking about the events of the past week or so. Ward was gone, she was shot, and she admitted to herself that she loved him. They found out that their stowaway had boarded the bus last week while they were parked in Mexico disguised as a S.H.I.E.L.D. maintenance worker. He actually worked for SHARD. They were behind all of this.

Skye decided she needed a break and taped up he hands heading for the gym. She had worked out every morning even without Ward telling her to.

Fitz woke up gasping covered in sweat. He had had another nightmare about Jemma, the scene of the jumping off the plane to save the team, and him knowing he could save her. The only problem was in the dream he couldn't move and he was forced to just stand and watch. He always woke up right as she was about to hit the water.

He decided not to go back to sleep knowing he would only get about an hour more of sleep, so he walked into the lounge as quiet as possible. When he walked in he saw Simmons lying on a couch reading a book.

"Ello," said Simmons looking up at him over the top of her book at her partner, "Couldn't sleep?"

"Yeah, you?" he responded sitting on the couch opposite of her. He looked over her, she was wearing a pink tank-top and white pajama pants. She, as always, smelled a bit of strawberries and vanilla, he couldn't help but breathe in her scent.

"Not sense the whole alien disease thing," she said going back to her book, "You know without you Wad would have never been able to save me."

"Yeah but Ward said it all in his rage-beast man state, I'm just the guy watching while he does the work. I'm not trained for field work Jemma, he is, I'm not sure how we can get him back relying only on May, who seems distracted by something from her past and Coulson who is a little 'rusty'."

Jemma sat up putting her book down looking at him, "Fitz you silly man you always doubt yourself you always have. You are more of a man than Ward will ever be, bloody hell to him if something is an ounce off it is terrible, and to you everything is perfect but yourself."

"Oh umm…What are you saying?" Fitz asked, blushing a bit. Simmons walked over and sat next to him looking at him.

"What I'm saying is that for you nothing needs to be perfect Mr. Fitz and that you are perfect," she said leaning in and kissing him on the cheek wanting to do that in a long time and smiled he blushed. She got up walking to her room leaving the door open waiting for Fitz, two minutes later he walked in shutting the door behind him as he flicked off the lights.

Ward felt the effects of the truth serum finally wear off. This had been different than his time of using it with Skye, this time they actually wanted information whereas Skye just wanted to make a fool of him. He couldn't help but think back to it:

As soon as Coulson had left the room Skye smiled at Ward. He felt flustered, she had slipped off her jacket and leaned towards him on the table a bit revealing more that she wanted, or maybe that is what she wanted?

"What's your full name?" she asked just testing it out.

"Level 7 Agent Grant Alexander Ward," he said.

"What's your social security number?" she said smiling as he answered as she wrote it down. His eyes couldn't help slide down a bit from her eyes to her chest; her shirt was loose around her neck. She noticed and smiled a bit.

"Like what you see Agent Ward?" she asked giggling a bit.

"Well yeah," he said and cured under his breath blushing a bit.

"Awe I made a secret agent blush," she said mockingly.

"I…" Ward stated but had no response clenching his jaw.

"So Mr. Secret Agent Man, what do you think of your team?"

"Fitz and Simmons are smart but have no field experience what so ever and are too stupid to realize they are perfect for each other. May left the field for some reason and I doubt she is just here to fly the plane. And Coulson died and is somehow alive again but I doubt he is in full condition to handle all this," he replied.

"I see," said Skye nodding, she noticed his eyes drift again, "and apparently so do you." His eyes snapped back to hers as soon as she said that. She had to admit, he wasn't the unattractive agent to be stuck in a room with. She walked around the table and leaned against in on his side looking down at him, "What do you think of me?"

"I think you are a stubborn hacker who is dead set upon taking down all secrecy in the world and I'm not sure if I can trust you but damn you are attractive," he said unable to stop talking, "you really should wear less reveling cloths you might cause car accidents," he finally shut his mouth. Skye laughed a little.

"You really think that?"

"Yes mam," he responded to her.

"Well then," she said and leaned over and kissed him and was surprised a bit as he kissed her back.

Ward was shaken from his memory as the Russian man walked back into the lab with his next experiment.

"Now," the man said in his heave accent as he filled a syringe with a clear liquid, "Let's see how long it takes for you to hate your friends."