First I need to apologise, I haven't been uplaoding for ages as I was on holiday and haven't had a chance. I also haven't really been writing these for a while so am only a few chapters ahead though I hope they will be up soon. I think there will probably be six chapters in this episode and I have only almost finished chapter 5 but will be as quick as possible though aas I'm back at school things could be a little slower.

Hope you enjoy

When FitzSimmons arrived at the hotel they were overwhelmed by the sheer amount of rich Americans hanging around. They were relieved of their bags by an overly polite porter that creeped Jemma out a bit. They held hands as they headed towards the front desk, they were only best friends but they liked getting away because it meant they could do these things without someone taking a picture and posting it online somewhere. They both knew if they were anywhere near as intimate in public as they were at home, the pictures of them holding hands or hugging would be all over the news and the rumours of them being a couple would triple in intensity.

They reached the front desk and got keys to their room. The lift was overly fancy and every corner of the corridor leading to their room was cleaned to perfection. It was so shiny that the reflected light felt bliding to look at. It was almost a relief when Fitz and Jemma found themselves alone in their room which was only slightly less intensely clean than the rest of the hotel. Jemma was all for keeping things clean and tidy but they must have used some kind of magic spray to make it look like that!

It was early evening when Skye headed to Coulson and May's. She had had a few hours after her impressive performance when asking Trip out to decide how she would go about a date with him. She had come to the conclusion that she would have to make sure that Ward was around to see Trip pick her up but she would need Coulson's help. She only hoped he was home, and that May wasn't, she didn't really want her knowing.

She felt rather unlucky that when she knocked on the door there was no answer. She tried again just in case the TV was on really loud or something but, again, no one came to the door. Deciding that the apartment must be empty, she started to make her way back up the stairs, thinking she would just talk to Coulson tomorrow, Trip and her hadn't come up with a date yet anyway. She was nearing the top of the first flight of stairs when she heard a voice coming from the floor she had just left.

"No, the bylaws say he can't take any clients with him." A pause. "I don't care what rubbish he's trying to pull on you he can't get around them. Tell Stark he can quit but he can't take Peyson-Flocks with him." Realising it was Coulson, Skye headed back down the stairs. "I understand that's his biggest client and they won't give him a job if he doesn't get them but there's nothing I can do and-" reaching the top of the stairs and spotting Skye he cut himself off. "I'll call you back, Rosalind." He ended the call abruptly.

"I didn't mean for you to hang up like that," Skye said, slightly shocked at how abruptly he had ended his conversation with Rosalind, "I was perfectly happy to wait."

"I should thank you really," Coulson said, as he went to unlock his door, "She was giving me a headache. I mean, just cos she just got promoted to senior partner and I didn't she suddenly thinks she is more important than me."

"Well technically..." Skye began.

"Don't you start." Coulson snapped, half angry, half joking. Skye couldn't quite work out which it was but decided not to push the matter further.

"I need your help, Coulson."

"With what?" Coulson asked, curious, as he started to open the door to his apartment.

"With my plan." Skye whispered as though she were telling a secret.

Coulson, in that moment, was glad to be facing away from Skye; a large grin had spread across his face as he remembered Skye's hilarious plan to get a date with Ward. "Yeah…" He said vaguely, pushing the door open and entering his apartment.

"Well I need Ward to be around when Trip comes to pick me up so I was thinking that, maybe, on the night of my date Ward and I could be round yours." By this time Skye and Coulson were both inside his apartment and Coulson was fixing them both a drink. He considered saying no, just to see how she would react but quickly realised that it would probably be rather fun to watch another awkward interaction between Trip and Skye.

"When is it?" Coulson asked, wanting to make sure he wouldn't be working.

"Haven't got a date yet but it would probably be quite late in the evening because Trip's got a very busy work schedule, being a paramedic in an ambulance."

Coulson silently celebrated; at that time he would be home and May would be at the restaurant cooking dinners for people and wouldn't be able to point out the awkwardness of the situation or his laughter. "Sure, I'll help you with your secret mission."

"Don't call it that. It's really more of a," Skye struggled to find the word, "Romantic plan."

Coulson rolled his eyes as he handed Skye a glass of coke. Skye noticed but, seeing as it was common place for Coulson to make fun of everyone, she chose to let it be.

"Let me know the date and I'll make sure Ward is here and then you can put your 'romantic plan' into action!"