Chapter 12

Was this going to become a normal thing for her? Waking up in strange bedrooms, in houses she knew not the location of. Oh and let's not forget different clothes than she fell asleep in. Daisy groaned, pulling back the blanket to reveal her new attire.

They had her in a think summer dress this time, the fabric hanging loosely on her frame, and if she wasn't mistaken. What she'd first thought to be her under clothes were in fact a matching light gray bikini top and bottom with black splatter print across them. Lovely...

"I guess we made it to Tahiti..." She mumbled begrudgingly. Sure she loved the sun as much as the next girl, and any other time she would have jumped at the opportunity to spend some time on the beach, but this was wrong. She was here against her will, being held captive by a monster in the form of a man she loved.

Daisy lifted herself up out of the too soft bed, glad there was no splitting headache this time around to keep her occupied. Her gaze immediately went to the open balcony doors, they couldn't be that sure she wouldn't escape, could they? Or were they just waiting for her to try to reveal themselves?

They probably had an electric fence and Hydra agents scattered across the property. She wouldn't be surprised if they even had a few inhumans of their own patrolling the grounds. One could imagine her shock when she saw no hydra agents, inhumans, or fences of any kind. The beach was bare as far as she could see.

The quake inhuman leaned out over the railing, but there were no men hiding under the balcony either. She felt her stomach churn. If there were no men on guard or fences to climb, that meant they had no worry of her escape. There was no way out of this place. Just an ocean with an endless horizon. Hadn't he brought her to Tahiti?

"It's not Tahiti, but this way we have the whole island to ourselves."

Daisy whipped herself around so fast, she almost thought she'd given herself whiplash. There he was. 'Ward' smirked at her with that knowing smile, as he leaned against the door frame. He looked so relaxed, it made her wonder for a moment if he had been there the whole time. He probably hadn't missed the skip in her heart as their eyes met.

"Well mostly."

The way he pushed himself off from the wall was so much like Ward, that for a moment she almost forgot. Only to be harshly reminded by the power hungry glare forever present in those amber orbs. He'd probably thought he could hide it with the emotions he held for her, but he had lived too long filled with greed.

Daisy was sure every host the parasite had ever used had shown the same look, always in the back of It's eyes. Now in the back of Ward's. She wanted it gone, and she was almost positive It knew it.

"Where are we?" She knew he probably wouldn't answer, and if he did it would be very vague. But she could hope couldn't she?

'Ward' nearly smiled, coming to stand with her, looking out on the horizon. His arms going around her before she had the chance to slip away. "Malick's private island. Not Tahiti, but a beautiful place all the same, and no one to bother us."

'"Us" is a strong word.'

He made it sound like they were newly weds on their honeymoon. On a tropical get away. He was saying more, but she'd stopped listening. She felt sick, yes she loved Ward, and wouldn't mind spending time on an exotic island with him. But marriage and honeymoons? She wasn't ready for something like that. She wasn't sure she'd ever be ready for that kind of thing. There was a reason she'd named herself Skye, she wasn't someone you could tie down, she lived to be free.

'There's no rush on us being an us.'

"Hold your horses, what do you mean 'no one'?"

"Well there's Giyera and Malick, but they're not going to disturb us. I promise." His arms around her tightened a considerable amount. She almost squeaked at the extreme closeness, not expecting the sudden pressure to her waist.

"I really wish they would.." Daisy said it so quietly she knew he wouldn't acknowledge, even if he had heard what she said. She felt her cheeks burning as his warm breath hit the back of her head, sending shivers down her spine.

For a moment she was reminded of the man she knew before Providence. The agent that strove to be the best for his team, to keep them save from whatever may come their way.

'I had to learn to protect us. The way I am trying to protect you.'

The one that loved board games and enjoyed cracking jokes with his teammates. The man that would never betray his team.

'I am loyal to S.H.I.E.L.D.'

But that man wasn't real, he was just an illusion they had all been tricked into believing. A character that was everything they needed him to be.

'Ward never lied to me. He just hid parts of himself I wasn't ready to see yet.'

It sure felt like he had lied to her though, by keeping those secrets, sure she'd done something similar before, but never to the extent he had. Yet he still thought they had a chance when it all came out.

'When you grow up like we did it-it impacts how you see the world. Everything is filtered through a very specific lens, and Ward got that...That's why he thought he could make me understand him.'

Like his secrets hadn't hurt her too. The real Ward would probably laugh if he found out she had admitted to still loving him, it was a sick twist of fate. He had wanted her for so long, and now here he was trying to get him back, after he'd already moved on.

"What are you thinking about that has you looking so serious?"

'He's like candy man.'

'Ward' was gently tracing her cheek bone when she brought herself back to the present. By the look he was giving her, she must have missed something else he had said while she was off in her own little world. That made her nervous, what had he said?

"I'm thinking of what will happen when my team shows up and gets you cornered."

She couldn't help feeling a little smug at the scowl forming on his handsome face. He had probably been hoping for something about the island or him. Couldn't he get that she didn't want to be here? The quake inhuman wanted to bang her head on something really hard. Of course he did, he just didn't care. He wanted her with him and he wouldn't let anyone tell him otherwise.

"Well forget about that, I don't want you thinking such things when we're here."

Daisy grimaced at the way he almost lifted her off the ground, his lips placing butterfly kisses across the back of her neck. She may have liked it a lot more if he wasn't a parasite controlling the hydra agent's body. It felt disgusting.

'It's not like it's a good time to start anything.'

His hands on her were the same worn hands, but it wasn't the same mind and heart behind them. It may never be again unless she did something. Who knew what condition Ward's mind was in, how long could he hold on with that thing controlling him?

'There's never a good time. We've got to start somewhere.'

That somewhere wasn't here though. This wasn't how she wanted things to go. The real Ward was supposed to do some great deed of redemption and come back to accept his fate, whether Coulson had forgiven him or not.

'I will never forgive him.'

He was meant to repent and hope that they would at least spare his life. She knew he'd probably never be allowed to work with S.H.I.E.L.D. Again or any government organization. He'd be lucky if he didn't get a life sentence in prison.

What was she thinking? That wasn't living. Grant Ward would consider that a death sentence. Did she really want to throw him into a life like that? What would he think of that? He'd hate her even more then. He'd prefer death.

'Okay stop..'

"That's enough." Without entirely meaning to, Daisy forced the dark inhuman away with her quake abilities. She was sure his irritation had spiked, not liking that she'd stopped him from doing what he wanted.

He thought children were childish, well it takes one to know one. She didn't care how It felt, as he didn't care how she felt. At least to a certain degree, that much was clear. He only cared if she wanted him.

"Why must you continue to fight?" He sounded exasperated, tilting her head up to meet his gaze, after moving forward faster than she'd expected he would. "You want this man, just as I desire you. Let go of this stubborn foolishness."

Her eyes narrowed as she glared up at him. She really hated this side of him. It didn't seem to matter who was controlling Ward's body, they both had that selfish impulse that demanded they have what interested them. Despite how the thing they wanted felt, in this case her.

'Maybe I'll just take what I want, wake up something inside you.'

"No."

She wouldn't let it control her. She wouldn't allow herself to succumb to his wishes. The hand, he had holding her head up, tightened its grip on her jaw. The expression on his face telling her she may have just dug her own grave.

What was it May had told her about needing to hold her tongue in these kinds of situations? That it was better to go along with it, until an opportunity presented itself? She was sure her SO would be annoyed to find out Daisy had only been half listening during that particular lesson.

She met his gaze stubbornly, almost tempted to spit in his face. But Coulson would be pissed if she got herself killed. He'd probably find some way to make the drug that brought him back just so he could lecture her for doing something so stupid.

Though from the look in 'Ward's eyes, it didn't seem like she would have to do anything. He already looked like he had lost all patience in her.

'You gonna kill me now?'

'No, I would never hurt you.'

The male inhuman hadn't promised her that. He could do whatever he wanted, break every promise Ward had ever made, without a care in the world. She held her breath as it contemplated it's next move. Coulson, please forgive her. It didn't seem like she was going to make it out of this after all.

"You should not fight me." His eyes flashed something unreadable, and she felt her feet leaving the floor. His hand was on her throat now, and her lungs were beginning to sting.

Right when she thought she may start to blink out, the hand was off her and she felt her body hit the wall before falling to her knees. She gasped, reaching out to stable herself against the bed frame. She wondered if this was how it felt to be hit by one of her shock waves. She felt like the wind had been knocked out of her.

"We are the same, we should be working together, not acting like children." Again he was by her before she could escape his reach. She braced herself for pain, but instead found his hands gently lifting her up.

So different than he had been just seconds ago, even his gaze soft and tender. He lifted her onto the bed, going to his knees before her. She remained frozen as he caressed her hands, gently kissing the top of them. What was she supposed to do in this situation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw you." It didn't sound like he was sorry, not in the slightest. More he was saying it so she would just relax. It wasn't working.

'I didn't mean to scare you.'

It had meant to scare her, scare her into submission. Unfortunately it was working too. Her body wanted to protest as he pulled himself closer to her, burying his head in the fabric of her dress. But she was afraid, she'd heard enough to know if It really wanted to she could have died if he had wanted her to.

It forced her to put her arms around his shoulders, as he rose up to look at her. His eyes were smoldering with pent up emotions. She really wished she were anywhere but here. His lips skimmed hers gently, and she could feel the ground shudder with her as he held her more forcefully. Her body protested as pain rippled through her.

Was Ward there? Could he see what this creature was doing to her? Did he care that she was suffering? Would he let it continue if he had a choice? The parasite brought her attention back to him with a growl as he pushed her back down on the mattress.

"See? We can get along so much better if you just join my side."

Yes, that was true, but no one said the right choice would ever be easy, and she wasn't about to betray her team. Not for this monster. She found herself bracing her hands on his shoulders, stopping him from moving in to kiss her again.

"I'm not going to give in just because you get a little violent."

It glared down at her with his eyes, making her blood run cold as he pulled back a little.

'Why poke the bear - the big, scary, waterboarding bear?'

God, she really was going to die today.

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Apologies for the somewhat cliffhanger? I dunno, I'm not sure if that's what it is. But yeah

So I've only watched episodes eleven and twelve of season three so far, though I am planning to watch more soon. I just don't want to have the episodes effect my writing, since this fanfiction has kind of gone off on it's own time line, and I don't want to put spoilers and ruin it for anyone who hasn't seen the newer episodes yet.

Anyway, please follow favorite and/or review! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter! I'm sorry it's not as long as the ones I used to write.

Please be patient with me, I've been a little caught up with my art classes and writing has been difficult. But hopefully soon I'll be able to get a schedule going.

But until then I just ask that you just continue being the wonderful fans you are. SKYEWARD FOREVER!

Alright, I'm done rambling, till next time.

Tootles!