Downstairs everyone was crowded around the Lab table listening to how Fitz-Simmons had found the 0-8-4 and were now getting assignments from Coulson.

"May, you're the muscle, Fitz and Simmons, you are tracking the item, Ward..."

"I'm fine"

"Did you have sex with May?"

"Yes." Ward's eyed widened as the shock of what he just admitted hit him and he clamped his hand over his mouth. May looked like she wanted to kill him and Fitz-Simmons simply stood open mouthed.

"Perfect" Coulson chuckled as Ward went awkwardly to the lounge.

"Skye. Go play. Then let him sleep." Coulson added nodding in Ward's direction.

Eyes wide Skye followed Ward to the Lounge.

"Let's Go!"

In the lounge Ward had poured himself a drink to try and calm his nerves. What just happened was a complete loss of control. Losing control could not happen. Things tended to go wrong when he lost control.

"You slept with May?"

"Once or twice. Never on the 'bus though"

"Is Lorelei anything to do with why May won't look at you anymore?"

"No. She could forgive me for that"

"What hasn't she forgiven?"

"Finding out it was just sex to me too and that there was someone else" Skye looked confused, but carried on her questioning, knowing her window was closing to have her questions answered.

"Who was the redhead in the pictures?"

"Natasha Romanov. Also known as the Black Widow. We were at the academy together. We're close friends." Ward suddenly realised why the answers were coming out of him so easily. Coulson had injected him with the truth drug again.

"Romantic"

"Never"

"You seemed so happy together in those photos?"

"We finally had a place we belonged. Met people who were like us. We found a true purpose in life."

Not knowing how much time she had left Sky plucked up the courage to ask the question that had been burning within her.

"Why wouldn't you share a bed with me?"

There was a long pause and Skye feared she'd missed the window of opportunity. Ward moved closer to Skye, put his hand tenderly on her cheek and kissed her. It was the most passionate kiss that either one had ever had. Ward moved his mouth down to the base of Skye's neck before whispering into her skin:

"Because I couldn't trust myself with you."

Skye's knees buckled and she swatted Ward off her. As much as she was enjoying, what up till now was just a dream, she still had questions. She looked directly at Ward and noticed another quick flash of blue in his eyes.

"What?" she let out in an audible gasp

"What?" Ward asked.

"Nothing. So why did you throw that knife and spanner at me? And why did you apologise?"

"Think about it Skye. I've already told you" then Ward's head hit the bar in slumber.