A/N

So I couldn't reply to the guest who said they were sick of Hydra!Ward stories, don't worry, I know where this is going sort of and I'm also annoyed of what they did to him on the show, just watch how it plays out ;)

"Hail Hydra." He told her.

Skye felt her face fall in confusion. "What? No. Stop playing around Grant. This isn't funny." She whispered as she searched his face for any signs of lies but it was a challenge considering he was the best at espionage since the Black Widow herself. "Why aren't you trying to take any of them out." She asked.

"Because I don't have any reason to." He looked up at Garrett who just nodded. Skye hated that they weren't communicating verbally, they seemed too close. "You're coming with me." He mumbled and grabbed her arm, trying to make it look forceful even though it wasn't. He pushed her gently towards the door as more of a prompt to leave than anything. Skye didn't bother fighting back, it was a lost cause, he taught her everything she knew which wouldn't work to her advantage.

When he knew Garrett couldn't see them anymore from where they were previously, he leaned down close to her ear. "Please play along, I didn't mean for any of this to happen." He whispered and kept hold of her in case she still tried to get away from him. "I can explain all this another day but you really need to keep thinking of me as the bad guy for now." He told her before he pulled away as another Hydra agent walked by them.

"You're a complete ass Grant Ward, this is me being nice in my mind. I'm not even playing along right now." She growled as they reached a rather spacious cell. "You can stay here for all I care. You kept this from me for I don't know how long. In my mind you are the bad guy" She said and turned to him at the door.

Ward swallowed, knowing that she was serious but also hating himself for not being able to explain and try put things right at that moment in time, so he didn't reply to what she said, instead he looked over her shoulder as a distraction. "Coulson has the key to these cuffs. I pulled the screws from the window at the back of the room and he's waiting for you just outside the gates which have been conveniently left unlocked." He said bluntly. "See you later." He muttered before pushing her in and slamming the door. On the cameras it would just look like some kind of argument between the pair, which it partly was, rather than an escape plan.

He only stayed at the door for a few seconds, not enough for anything to get suspicious about, before he went back to Garrett. He knew what was going to happen the moment he tried to return to the Bus and speak to Skye but he pushed it to the back of his mind, he had to stay in character for this to work.

Once back in the room, his stone cold expression back on his face, he approached the man he called a leader. "She's contained but she's not to be talked to by anyone but me and you, you're not to do so much as touch her." He warned him. "I don't care what you think. That was the deal. She hates me but I still have a level of respect for her."

Garrett hit him on the back, like Fitz did sometimes in a brotherly way, but with John it was more him trying to keep control of him. "Of course Ward, but remember that there will be a day where we'll have to do something with her, she'll comply to our ways or she'll end up with a bullet in that pretty little head of hers. That choice will be left to you though." He smirked, Grant clenched his fists and didn't say anything at first.

"Of course, she's an asset. Why do you think I was sent after her along with several other organisations? She's better alive than dead." He shrugged. "Moving on, where am I needed next?" He asked as Garrett moved his head to signal that they take it to his office.

Skye stood looking at the closed, heavy bolted door that Grant slammed in her face only seconds ago. Angry wasn't the right word to describe her feelings at that moment in time. She had so many questions but she wasn't so sure she even wanted to hear the answers, from him especially. If he had planned a way for her to leave without anyone knowing that would mean he'd either set up the whole mission for this to happen or it had been planned for a while and Coulson was in on it some way.

She shook all the thoughts out of her head for the time being and walked over to the window Ward had told her about, it was the only one in the room so she assumed that's the one he meant. It was difficult to be silent in moving the window when her hands were still cuffed together behind her back but she managed. She sat in front of the window and checked it to be sure he was telling the truth, which he was, before she kicked it hard. The window only dropped about 3 foot which told her she was on the lowest above ground level. She glanced back at the door to make sure it was still locked before she awkwardly made her way out of it.

Once outside she had a quick look around to check for any guards, Ward had probably ordered them to the other side of the building so she could do this, he didn't give her any timings so she guessed he wanted her gone as soon as possible. She started to run but kept as low as she could, not going into any large open spaces. She saw the gates that he had mentioned and ran towards them. She only heard the gunshot a second before she felt a pain in her left side. She pushed through it and ran towards the SUV she knew was Coulson's that was parked under a tree as some sort of cover. Another gunshot was heard and she looked up to see that Coulson was out of the SUV now, gun raised towards the other agent who had shot her.

He ran towards her before helping her into the passenger side of the car and uncuffed one of her hands as they were in a rush before he jogged to his side and started it up, driving away swiftly. "I was meant to cover you, sorry, I didn't see him." Coulson spoke up after a minutes silence when they were back on a proper road. "And I'm sorry about all of this, I guess you've figured out that I knew about Ward, but I can promise you that I found out hours before you left for your mission." He told her, shifting his gaze to look at her.

Skye was holding her side, her shirt bunched up in that area. They'd managed to hit where the vest had ridden up slightly from when she was running. She was tense and showed no signs of replying but her expression showed she was in pain, which he didn't like to see.

"When we get back, Simmons will patch you up and then we can talk about this, Ward told me what I needed to tell you so I guess that's better than nothing." He explained then after that the whole journey was silent.

Once they had pulled up in the cargo hold of the Bus, Coulson walked around and helped her out. Simmons was already waiting for her. Coulson walked her up and sat her down before telling her he'd be in his office for after. He was blanked by her.

Simmons was working on pulling off the vest as best as she could without hurting her and then immediately started to clean the wound, it looked like a flesh wound more than the bullet properly penetrating the skin which she was grateful for. She stitched the wound up carefully and gave some drugs to Skye that Ward had recommended. They numbed the pain but made sure the user was still aware of their surroundings and could fight back if needed.

Skye brushed her offer of helping her up and she made her way up the stairs slowly, the medicine having not kicked in yet meant it still hurt to do anything, including breathe. She started walking towards the staircase that lead towards Coulson's office before quickly turning on her heel and retreating to the cabin Ward had been assigned. This was the closest she could be to him and not be mad. It offered as some kind of comfort.

A/N Sorry for the wait, I just got caught up in a few things.

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