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The Brit Next Door
Chapter 3
'Skye.' Jemma's voice was back to being harsh.
'Listen I just wanted to apologise for before, okay? Will you please hear me out?' Skye begged.
Jemma sighed and leaned against her door frame.
'Go ahead.'
Skye took a deep breath as she was prepared to let it all out.
'I became all defensive because I don't like to talk about myself. All my life I've had trust issues and most people I became close with left me. Before I turned 18 and left the orphanage I stayed with 11 foster families. Not one of them lasted longer than 3 months. So I never became close to anyone and I became independent. I'm 25 and I've never stayed anywhere for more than 2 years. Those 2 years were in a van before Coulson found me.'
As Jemma listened, her own eyes teared up listening to Skye's childhood. She had no clue that she was an orphan.
'I-I'm sorry, Skye.' Jemma stepped forward and engulfed Skye in a hug, wrapping her arms around Skye's neck.
Skye instantly returned the hug by wrapping her arms around Jemma's waist and instantly felt the urge to breakdown but she managed to fight it. Jemma's grip became tighter and so did Skye's and as they did so, Skye placed her head in Jemma's shoulder.
'Do you want to talk more about it?' Jemma felt the need to ask her as it was obviously a sensitive subject.
'Maybe tonight if you're not too busy?' Skye pulled away. 'I actually have another reason for coming here.'
Jemma had a puzzled look.
'And what is that?'
'Veronica asked me to come and play with her. Is that alright with you?' Skye chuckled and wiped the tears that were forming in her eyes.
'Yeah sure, she's gone getting changed so you might as well have a seat.'
Jemma stepped back and gestured for Skye to enter her house. It was immaculate and tidy.
'Do you want a drink or anything?'
'I'm good thanks.'
Skye sat down and Jemma followed her and sat beside her not taking her eyes off of Skye once.
'So how old is Veronica?' Skye needed a subject change.
'She'll be 6 in a couple weeks actually.'
'If you don't mind me asking, what's her dad called? I want to see if I can track him down on my laptop.'
'Grant Ward.' Jemma's voice turned cold. It was obvious she loathed him.
Skye smiled at Jemma's response.
'I can see you are clearly-' Skye was suddenly interrupted by a loud, booming voice.
'SKYE!' Veronica's voice made Skye flinch that she nearly jumped in the air.
'Hey little one!' Skye stood up and then knelt down to Veronica's height.
'Are you here for me?' Veronica seemed so excited that it made Jemma chuckle from where she was sat.
'I sure am. Now what do you want to do?'
'Can we watch a movie, mommy?' Veronica and Skye glanced to Jemma and they both pouted without even looking at each other telling the other to do so.
Jemma smiled. 'Of course you can. We can all watch it down here if you want.'
Skye grinned and turned back to Veronica.
'You choose.'
'Oh no, Skye you're gonna regret that you said th-'
'FROZEN! Mommy can you put Frozen on please?' Veronica was so excited that she couldn't contain herself and jumped on the couch.
Skye giggled and watch Jemma get up at put the movie in the DVD player.
As Jemma sat down, Skye stood up and lifted Veronica up in the air.
'But the movie's about to start!'
'Relax, I'm just putting you on my knee. I need to sit somewhere too.' Skye looked over to Jemma and stuck her tongue out playfully which earned a smile off of Jemma.
Much to Jemma's dismay, she had to listen to Veronica sing all the songs from Frozen again. But she was with Skye so she didn't mind that much. While Veronica sung, Skye let out a small laugh and watched her sing her heart out.
Throughout the movie Jemma and Skye shared numerous glances at Skye and as soon as the movie ended, Veronica fell asleep on Skye's lap.
'Jem?' Skye whispered and it was barely audible so she didn't wake Veronica up.
Jemma glanced over to see Veronica curled up under Skye's head and smiled.
'Do you want me to take her to her room?'
Jemma glanced at Skye at the sudden realisation of being called Jem. She'd never been given a nickname before. She was either called Simmons and work or rarely Jemma by her best friend Fitz.
'Yeah please. Her room is the first on the right as you go up the stairs.'
'Okay, I'll be back in a sec.' As soon as Skye said this, a sleeping Veronica was perched on her hip and Skye headed towards the stairs.
Jemma watched Skye carry her to the stairs and then got up and went to the kitchen.
As Skye came down the stairs, she peered around the corner to see where Jemma had disappeared to.
'Hey, it's nearly 4 and she's passed out?' Skye questioned.
'Dancing usually tires her out. Do you want to have that talk now?'
Skye nodded. 'Yeah. I ju- I'm not one to usually open up about this.'
'It's okay Skye. I'm here to listen and you can let your emotions towards me. Do you want a drink and some biscuits or something? I'm bloody starving.' Jemma was trying to lighten the mood and it seemed to work.
'Yeah sure. I'll have what you're having.' Skye had a small playful smirk on her face.
Jemma turned away to grab the biscuits and she was smiling to herself. She was glad that her and Skye were able to make amends even though they have only known each other for a few hours.
Jemma brought in two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits.
'Thanks Jem.'
Jemma smiled at her and became fascinated with the women beside her.
'Why are you smiling at me like that?'
'Sorry, it's just that no-one ever calls me Jem. At work I just get called Simmons and on rare occasions I get called Jemma by my best friend, Fitz.'
'I take it Simmons is your last name then.'
Jemma nodded.
'And what's yours?' It felt weird having this conversation and they haven't properly had a chance to get to know each other.
'I-uh...I don't have a last name. No last name to inherit.' Skye looked down as if she was ashamed to say all this.
'I'm sorry if that brought up bad memories or anything-'
'That's just it. I don't have any memories of having any parents. None good or bad. Ever since I can remember I grew up in an orphanage and it turns out a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent left me there who's now dead and I thought she was my mother for a while but it turns out she wasn't. She rescued because apparently Hydra was after me because of some powers I apparently have.'
Skye used her fingers to quote the word powers. As she spoke Jemma just carried on to listen because it was obvious Skye didn't tell this story so she let her say it all.
'Apparently a village in the Hunan Province of China was protecting me and they all died doing so.'
Skye sniffed back her tears and Jemma leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her and she could hear Skye's muffled sobs.
'Listen, I'm here for you, I know this is obviously a tough subject and all so talk to me when you want to and only then. Don't feel like you have to be forced to, okay?' As Jemma said this, she was rubbing Skye's back doing her best to soothe her.
Skye nodded and tightened her hold on Jemma. She wasn't ready to let go. She felt safe in her embrace.
'I don't know why but I feel like I can open up to you. I've never properly done this before.' As Skye continued her muffled sobs were becoming louder.
'It's okay to cry, Skye. I'm here for you.'
Skye pulled away and wiped her tears away. She looked down at the floor and refused to look in Jemma's eyes.
'Do you want me to tell you about what an ass Grant is? It might cheer you up.'
Skye looked up to see Jemma's eyes looking deep into hers. She gave a hasty nod and showed a weak smile.
'You've heard of Hydra?'