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~She Beautiful~

"Yay! Ok we all have an extra beer to chase if we need it and umm Fitz can start us off." Skye looked to him before grabbing the bottle and filling all the shot glasses back up.

Fitz looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking. "Never have I ever smoked weed."

Grant and Skye both downed their shots.

Jemma looked surprised at the man beside her. "Really you're so..."

"Anal!" Skye finished the sentence that Jemma seemed to be struggling with.

"I would have put it more politely but yes, Skye I can see because she's all rebel against the system, but I just can't see you smoking pot." She explained.

"I was young once guys, you act like I was always a SHIELD agent." He laughed.

"You high, god I would pay to see that!" Fitz chuckled as he imagining it.

"Ok, ok my turn." Skye said refilling the glasses once more. "Oh I got one Never have I ever gone Skydiving." Her face turned grim the second the words left her mouth forgetting for a moment about Jemma's jump out of the bus.

Grant and Jemma looked at one another with matching facial expressions before they both tossed the shots back.

"Skye!" Fitz looked at her with a accusing eyes.

"I am so, so beyond sorry I didn't think about it before I said it; Jemma are you ok?" Skye looked apologetically at her friend.

"It's really fine, Skye. Let's continue the game, Grant?" Jemma grabbed her beer and took a large drink.

Grant nodded knowing that she want's to forget about the question. "Well never have I ever thrown up on a stranger.

Jemma''s cheeks turned pink and she drink her shot.

"Awe really!" Skye looked at her with a empathic expression.

Fitz was laughing hard. "The stranger turned out to be one of our professors."

She glared at him. "I hate you Leo." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully.

"Your turn Jemma, make it good" Skye said filling back up her glass.

"Hm...never have I ever streaked!" She looked smugly over at Fitz how picked up his shot and drank.

Grant looked over at him. "You streaked?" He was suprised.

"It was a naked run around campus loads of people did it." Leo told them.

"Your turn Fitz!"

He nodded at Skye. "Umm never have I ever cross dressed."

No one drank and the they all laughed at the ridiculous question.

"Well good to know none of us are cross dressers. Now never have I ever jumped in a pool full clothed." Skye was surprised that all three drank.

"I'll be back, I fear the drinks are getting to me." Jemma stood and hurried to the lady's room silently cursing that she had to break the seal, she quickly used the loo and washed her hands before leaving the lady's room and heading back toward the table she was walking past the bar when a hand grabbed her arm causing her to stop and turn only to find herself face to face with the guy from earlier.

"Hello again pretty girl." He smiled at her and this time Jemma noticed the focus of his gaze was in fact her chest.

"Oh yes hello." She replied with a sigh before noticing that he still had a grip on her arm. "Would you mind removing your hand please?"

He didn't let her go his other hand coming up to rest on her shoulder running his thumb across her collar bone. "Now why would I want to let a pretty girl like you go?" He asked still looking down her dress.

Jemma huffed. "Look you twat, I would rather not be touched my some prick that can't keep his eyes off my chest, not let me go." She tried to pull back but the second she did his grip seemed to tighten on her and she felt trapped.

He sneered at her. "Maybe if you didn't dress like a whore men wouldn't be looking down your top, let's not play dumb you came out looking like that to get male attention and so far I'm the only one that's taken interest so how about not acting like a frigid bitch."

Jemma was shocked she had never in her life been spoken to like that and his words stung, did she look like a whore? Jemma thought she looked good even her secret crush had said she looked beautiful, was he lying?

Jemma once again tried to pull free from his vice grip but couldn't and she registered that where he was gripping aching. "How are you speak to me like that! Let me go now!"

"Do as she says or you really won't like what happens." Jemma registered the voice as Grant's, a feeling of relief and safety flowed through her.

The guy seemed to register Grant as someone he may not want to piss off and he let Jemma go; the second that he let Jemma go Grant wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him.

"Oh I see you're her boyfriend, maybe you shouldn't let your girl leave the house looking like a whore..." He didn't get to finish whatever he was going to say because Grant let go of Jemma and punched him in the face.

"Oh Gods, Grant stop it's fine it's just words, you're going to get in to trouble!" Jemma grabbed at his arms trying to stop him.

Ward didn't continue his attack he knew that he would kill the asshole if he continued and while he would like to he knew he was freaking Jemma out; he looked the man in the eyes before speaking. "You are fucking luck that she's here to stop me, other wise you would not be getting back up."

"What the hell happened!" Skye and Fitz had heard the commotion and came over to see Ward punch the guy.

Ward turned to the group. "Asshole didn't know when to keep his mouth shut." Grant spat out.

TBC...