OKAY guys I am soooo freaking out right now! Major Skyeward event! WHAT IS AIR? okay not gonna spoiler you but the ones who already saw THAT SPOILER you know what I mean! squeeeeeeee

Anyways, I was going to update last night but I couldn't keep my eyes open! LOL

So here you are! Enjoy! ;)

When his Rookie's crying finally stopped, Ward felt like he could finally breathe again. He got up with almost sleeping Skye in his arms, holding her gently and trying not to make any sudden moves, and carried her back to bed.

He found himself unable to sleep for the rest of the night in case she had that nightmare again and would wake up once more. He just kept looking at his precious Rookie sleeping in his arms, hoping her sleep was peaceful this time. From time to time he stroked her hair ever so lightly so that he wouldn't wake her up. He just couldn't keep his hands away from her.

He looked at Skye and thought just how lucky he was. She survived and she was with him. She was officially his girl and he couldn't feel happier. But the fact that she was still living through what had happened to her and was still hurting brought him too much pain and struggle.

The first thing that he would do after they woke up in the morning was go talk to Coulson while Skye would be chatting with Fitzsimmons like she always did in the morning.

At 8 in the morning he saw her eyes flutter. His Rookie was waking up and he couldn't wait to see her beautiful dark brown eyes again.

I slowly opened my eyes to see Grant looking at me. I smiled. Mornings when I got to see him first thing in the morning were hands down the best mornings. Especially when his arm was on my waist, holding me so close to his chest. I just loved him so much. My snuggly loving Robot.

"Hey" I said in a soft voice, putting a kiss on his exposed chest.

"Good morning, sunshine" he replied, smiling too, and put a gentle lingering kiss on my forehead.

Looking at me with that loving look he pulled me closer kissing me on the lips and asked, his voice concerned:

"Did you have any more nightmares, baby?"

"Nope. Slept like a baby. Thank you"

He kissed the back of my hand and then looked at me with a serious expression on his face.

"Skye. Why didn't you ever tell me about having nightmares?" he said, his voice deadly serious, watching me with that serious look of his.

While I tried to find a proper answer he spoke again:

"How long?"

"Ward…"
"Skye. How. Long"

"Since the first night after… that" I answered, avoiding his gaze. It's been a week.

"And you didn't inform me of that because?" he demanded an answer, still looking at me with the same intensity.

"Like I said I didn't want to talk about it. And also I didn't want you to worry. I hate it when you worry about me. It's just a nightmare" I tried to convince him.

"Just a nightmare? Seriously, Skye? Just a nightmare that caused you to cry rivers in the middle of the night on the living room floor? That doesn't sound that convincing, don't you think? The thing is, you should have told me. How don't you understand? I want you to trust me enough to tell me everything without leaving anything behind. I love you, Skye. I'll always worry about you"

"I trust you! More than I trust myself, don't you know it?"

"Then why do you keep things from me?" he asked, raising his tone.

Just as I was going to say I wasn't keeping anything from him my mind reminded me just in time that I in fact was.

0-8-4. How could I forget? I was a damn 0-8-4. Object of unknown origin. I still didn't know what the hell I was. How could that even be possible? I had no idea if I was dangerous to the people around me. To the people I loved. That was the part that scared the hell out of me. I wanted to cry knowing I could be a danger to them all.

I knew I had to tell him if I wanted to keep him. If I wanted a future for our relationship. I wanted to keep him so much, even if it was selfish. I had to tell him or he would never forgive me another lie like that. And it was now or never.

"Skye?" he called me with suspicion in his voice when I didn't reply.

"I'm sorry…" I said, my voice breaking.

"What is it?" he asked with worry in his voice.

"There is in fact one huge thing I never told you…"

"Skye…"

"You might not want to have anything to do with me when I tell you, Ward"

He leaned on his elbow and looked down at me, right into my eyes.

"Skye, don't be so stupid! I'll love you no matter what. I would die for you" he said, so much emotion in his voice.

I didn't ever ever want him to die, especially if I were to blame for that. Life wouldn't make any sense if I didn't have him with me. I got so mad at him I wanted to scream.

"I don't want you to die for me! I need you alive, can't you understand that?" I said through tears, my voice breaking.

"I need you alive too, Skye! I need you to be safe and sound!"

"Stop it! How are you going to do it if you're dead, Ward?" I screamed, tears running down my face. Stupid Robot. Stupid, stupid Robot whom I love so so much.

"YOU stop changing the topic! Tell me what you've been keeping from me. And please, calm down, Skye" he said, his voice getting quieter by the end. He then reached out his hand to wipe my tears, then gently kissed my cheeks where the tears used to be. I had no idea how he could go from mad to loving and gentle in no time.

"Skye, baby, please" he begged, his voice filled with worry.

Deep inside I KNEW I absolutely had to tell him the truth. I couldn't ever lie to him, not again, when so much was at stake. No matter how he was going to react, no matter what happens next, he had to know my secret. Even if Coulson didn't want this secret to be revealed to anyone else. He told May. So I was going to tell it to the man I loved. I thought it was a fair thing to do.

"I'm an 0-8-4" I said finally, tears filling my eyes again so that I couldn't see. I was scared to death that he was going to walk away from me, even if my heart told me otherwise. I was still a scared little girl who just wanted to be loved.

I half expected him to start freaking out or run away but he stayed perfectly calm.

"Skye, how can you be an 0-8-4?" he asked, looking down at my face and trying to wipe tears on my face, gently stroking my cheeks, which was making me calm down a little bit and relax into his touch.

"I don't know. Unknown origin, remember?"

"Who told you that? This is ridiculous, you're a person. You cannot be an 0-8-4!" he asked me skeptically.

I started explaining it to him, or at least tried to. It was painful for me to talk about it and I could tell my voice was about to break.

"A.C. did. And it's true. He and May met the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had found me 24 years ago. He said a whole village and a whole S.H.I.E.L.D. team died protecting me. All those people died for me. I don't want any more people to die because of me. I don't want the people I love to die… My parents died for me…"

I started panicking and my breathing became ragged. Grant didn't let me go on, interrupting me with that determined look on his face.

"Skye. Stop it. I don't care whether you're an 0-8-4 or not. I still love you and I always will. I will always be by your side no matter what and I will protect you from anything. No one is going to hurt you ever again. Not without dealing with me first"

Relief washed over me as soon as I heard him say that he still loved me and that nothing could change that. I threw my arms around his neck and burrowed my face in his chest closing my eyes and inhaling his scent. That was all I needed to hear.

"I love you, Grant" I said, pressing my body tight against his as if to make sure he was real and raised my head to kiss him softly on the jaw.

"I love you, Skye" he answered and next thing I knew his lips crashed into mine in a passionate kiss. A kiss that held so much emotion and was also a promise that no matter what we'd always stay the way we are now. Together.

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