A/N Maggiejanning- for my readers you guys are in for a special treat, my amazing, super talent, beta has written this chapter. I love Skyewardfitzsimmonsphillinda's stories and should go check them out! Till the next chapter bye!
Chapter by skyewardfitzsimmonsphilinda. Author's Note: to my usual readers: Yes. I did it. I actually did it. I wrote a chapter of fluff without causing any serious harm to any main character. It's practically a miracle.
Skye had thought pregnancy would be a lot easier than it turned out to be. First there was morning sickness—puking during team debriefings, getting dizzy at high altitude flying, losing her appetite for the foods she loved and gaining an appetite at odd hours of the night—and then there was the back pain, the swelling, the erratic hormones that made her fluctuate between angry and sad and horny and, sometimes, all three.
There were shopping trips with Jemma and May, however, and Grant was more caring than he had ever been. (Coulson was so caring it was almost unbearable, and Fitz was jumpy around her as if he thought she might spontaneously combust, but Grant knew how to care for her without suffocating her with his presence).
It was early one morning in Skye's third month of pregnancy when she woke with a jolt, pain ripping through her lower abdomen. She sat up abruptly, clutching her abdomen and groaning aloud, barely conscious but panicking already for the safety of their baby.
Grant was awake in an instant, his arms around her and his dark eyes wide with terror. "Skye!" He lifted her without questioning, kicking open their bedroom door. "Jemma!" he bellowed. "Fitz! Med room, now!"
In a second, they were all awake; Fitz and Simmons tripping over each other trying to rush from their room, Coulson and May nearly knocking over an entire table in their haste.
Grant carried her through the doors, and Skye moaned again. "It hurts," she whispered, biting her lip so hard she could taste blood. "Oh, fuck, Grant, it hurts."
He lowered her onto the bed, and Simmons was at her side in an instant, shoving Grant back so she could work.
"Tell me where it hurts, Skye," Simmons ordered, and Skye pointed to the place in her abdomen. "Lie still," Simmons said quickly. "Grant, hold onto her."
Grant stepped forward to take her hand, his hair still ruffled from sleep and his tired eyes wild with concern. He placed another steadying hand on her shoulder, holding her shuddering body in place. "Shhh shhh," he said soothingly, though his own voice shook slightly. "It'll be okay. You'll be okay."
"Everyone else out," Jemma ordered, and May pulled Coulson and Fitz out of the room, shutting the door behind her.
Jemma continued working, but Skye focused on Grant.
"Breathe," he said softly, crouching so that he was at her eye level. "Come on love, just breathe for me. Just breathe."
Skye drew a long, shuddering breath. The pain had abated just slightly, and Skye found her vision clearing slightly. "I'm okay," she said finally, her voice small and shaky. "And Jemma… my baby? Is she"—
"She's fine," Jemma breathed, her body sagging in relief against the med table. "The cramps you felt were altitude-oriented. The baby's fine; your body just reacted to the pressure. I'll tell May we need to stay below 3,000 feet from now on, though."
Skye let out her breath in a rush, and she felt Ward's hands relax in her own. "Thank god," she murmured, and Ward dropped his head against her shoulder. She reached up and brushed her fingers along the curve of his jawline. "We're okay, love," she whispered. "Our baby's okay."
Ward raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I thought I was going to lose you again," he said softly. "I thought I was going to lose my family."
A smile touched the corner of Skye's lips at the word 'family.'
A second later, the door to the med wing opened, and she was surrounded by her entire team. Fitz hugged her jubilantly, and in their relief, he and Simmons babbled over each other about the complexities of the human body and the effect high altitudes took on them, especially when babies were involved. Coulson just stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.
"Don't scare us like that, Skye," he said softly.
"I'll do my best," she grinned, and behind him, May smiled.
"There's the girl I know," she said, taking Skye's hand in hers. "I'll make sure we fly low enough from now on."
"Thank you," Skye said simply, grateful for the strength in May's hand. "Jemma, can I go back to my own bed now?"
Jemma and Fitz exchanged a look, and then she nodded. "Yes," she said. "But maybe you should stay in bed tomorrow, just in case."
"That's a good plan," Grant said quickly, and Skye rolled her eyes but didn't protest.
The others said their goodnights and prepared to head back to bed, and Grant lifted her into his arms again. "Let's go to bed, my love," he murmured into her hair, and she leaned her head against his shoulder, smiling up at him mischievously, her energy restored as the rest of the pain faded.
"No," she said. "Let's get ice cream."
He grinned. "I'm bringing you to bed, and then yes, I will go bring you ice cream."
"Damn right you will," she murmured playfully. "I am hungry as hell. And our baby wants ice cream. She likes chocolate best. I can already tell."
"She?" Ward asked softly, and Skye nodded, yawning.
"We're having a daughter," she said with certainty. "And we arenot naming her Skye," she added before he could open his mouth.
"What about Mary Sue?" he asked, setting her down on their bed and then ducking when she smacked at him playfully.
"Bring me my ice cream, Robot," she ordered, grinning.
Grant did as he was told, but by the time he got back, Skye wasfallen fast asleep, one arm stretched across his side of the bed, her long dark hair spreading across onto his pillow. He smiled softly, set the bowl of ice cream down, and crawled into bed beside her. He wrapped one arm over her, pulling her into the curve of his body, one hand grazing the tiny bump of her growing belly.
"We're safe, Skye," he whispered into her hair, pulling her closer when she stirred in her sleep. "Our family's safe. I'll keep us safe."