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Skye sat up in the bed in a cold sweat. The dreams were getting worse and she didn't know what to do about them. They weren't real but they felt like they were. She didn't know if she should tell Ward or not. They were just dreams after all.

"What's wrong?" Ward rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Nothing is wrong," Skye smiled.

"You're lying. Is it the baby?"

"No, the baby is fine. I guess I am just getting a little more uncomfortable right now."

"Skye, you're eight months pregnant, you are bound to be uncomfortable right now. It's normal and it's to be expected."

"I know, I'm just getting restless right now."

"Come on, let's go back to bed. I want to spend some time with you before I have to go and meet with some of my lieutenants tomorrow," Ward pulled Skye closer to him.

"Clarissa wants to go to Afterlife and see if anything was left that will give us a hint at what to expect with the baby," Skye snuggled into Ward and smiled as he began to rub her belly.

"Fine, but make sure that you too don't draw attention to yourselves. I don't know what I would if something happened to the both of you," Ward kissed the top of Skye's head.

Clarissa and Skye left the base in the quin jet in silence. Clarissa opened and closed her mouth several times trying to think of how to talk to Skye about the dreams. She thought about the conversation that she had had with Professor Xavier and wondered if it would be a bad idea to talk to Ward about taking Skye to see him. What harm could it do and who knew, it could possibly help Skye in the long run.

"Why don't you just spit it out no matter how bad it sounds or comes out," Skye didn't take her eyes off the horizon.

"What are you talking about?"

"You either have something to say or you are doing a really bad impression of a fish," Skye finally looked at Clarissa.

"Well, I don't know how to say it without making you come out looking bad. I just don't know what to tell you or how to tell you what I did. Ok, I sort of went into your head while you were dreaming," Clarissa shrugged.

"You went into my dream?! How could you? That is an invasion of privacy! I can't believe you!"

"Listen, either I help you with what is going on in your dreams or you will have big time issues controlling your powers," Clarissa rolled her eyes.

"Next time, you need to tell me what is going on and let me be a part of the decision making process," Skye turned her attention to the outside world.

It wasn't the fact that Clarissa had gone into her dream that was bothering Skye, but what Clarissa had witnessed that bothered her. She didn't even want Grant to see those things. She didn't want him thinking that there was something wrong with her and that he needed to leave her. She wouldn't blame if the roles were reversed. Skye watched as they landed just outside the gate of Afterlife.

"Hey, we have company," Hunter came into the building that Lincoln was looking through.

It seemed that no one was in village anymore and that no one would ever really come back. He thought that they were here but Lincoln guessed that becoming an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D had cost him the trust of the residents of Afterlife.

"I told you to turn off the GPS tracker Hunter," Lincoln sighed in frustration.

"I did. This isn't a S.H.I.E.L.D quinjet anyway. It's Hydra. Now what do you suppose Grant Ward is doing here and why?" Hunter thought out loud on the last statement.

"How can you tell that it's a Hydra jet, and more specifically Grant Wards?"

"Easy, I have been watching the feeds for months now, I have come to memorize all the jets they have, and this one," Hunter waved his hand towards the landing plane, "Is the only one that Grant Ward himself gets on anytime that he goes anywhere. He doesn't take any other plane on their base. So, my shockingly electric friend, how do you think we should proceed with this bit of luck?"

"Luck? I say that we get out of site for right now and see what he and his cronies are up to, and then make a plan that does not involve dying at the hands of Grant Ward."

"That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard. And cronies? What is this, an old 40s mob film?"

"No, it's smart so that we can assess the situation and can get the better advantage, and for your information I watched some old Captain America clips from the 40s, so yes, cronies fit."

"Whatever you say mate, but I saw we use this time to get Ward so that we can get Skye back."

Clarissa knew that Lincoln and Hunter were watching them, but she needed the answers to help Skye. She and Skye could handle the two agents with no issues if need be. She was just more worried what would happen to Skye if she got really upset, and the simple fact that Skye was very hormonal wasn't helping either. Clarissa looked at Skye when she realized that she could tell Skye was in pain by her thoughts.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Skye shot Clarissa a look that she hoped would mimic May's.

"Are you having a contraction?"

"What makes you think that?"

"The simple fact that you are thinking about the pain and that you want to make it back to Ward so that he can be there for the birth," Clarissa looked at Skye and stopped, "We can go back, but I don't know anything about an inhuman and if the birth is different from that of a human. I don't know what is going to happen with your abilities during the birth or if everything is going to stay the same. I just don't know, but the faster that we find the answers, the faster that we can get back to the base."

"Fine, they aren't that bad and it's not like my water has broken or anything of that nature. Besides, I read online that it can be a couple of days of contractions before anything will really happen."

Hunter watched as Skye waddled her way up the path.

"Well, at least she is all belly."

"What are you talking about?" Lincoln kept a watch of Clarissa; he knew what her abilities were and wondered why she was not acknowledging their presence.

"I'm saying that Skye is all baby belly, so she should get her figure back pretty fast. Nothing like a woman who loses her figure after having a baby. She will always nag about how she used to be so good looking before but then she has a baby and you never hear the end of it."

"Are you speaking from experience?"

"Yeah, my mum. She named her stretch marks after me. She told me that I was the reason she couldn't wear a string bikini anymore."

"I don't know if I should be disturbed or sad."

"Be disturbed. Beer and liquor help get the mental images of thinking about you mom in a string bikini out of your head."

"Well, right now, we need to hide because they are going to be here soon."

"How do you know that? They are still walking up the trail; well Skye is more waddling than walking."

"Think about, if your friend is inhuman and is about to have a baby, where would you go to get medical information on what might happen during the pregnancy?"

"The medical records area."

"And where do you think we are?"

Hunter looked around. He finally noted the filing cabinets and the medical equipment.

"Ah bugger."

Skye walked into the medical building and looked around. She smelled Hunter's cologne and smiled

"Come out Hunter, I know you're here."

"How the hell did you know that?" Hunter threw up his hands as he came out of hiding.

"Don't wear cologne when you are trying not to be found."

"Well Lincoln, you better come on out too," Clarissa smiled.

"You cheated using your ability," Lincoln came out.

Skye felt like she had peed herself. How could she have done that in front of everyone?

"Skye?" Clarissa had read Skye's mind.

"I think my water just broke," Skye looked at Clarissa in horror.

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