AN: HI guys! Here is Chapter 5! I saw the number of views for this story and can I just say….OMG! Thank you all so much for reading my story! I am so very happy that almost 900 people like…well more like read, my story! :) :) Well I hope you guys like this chapter! Just a heads up, it will contain a lot of angst, as it will mention things from Skye's past. If you recall from earlier, Skye mentioned to Ward that she's paid the price for trusting people in the past. This chapter will definitely shed some light on that. Thanks once again for all of the views but please also REVEW! :)

Skye and Ward were in the middle of a hot and heavy make-out session when Coulson announced a meeting in the Command Center over the intercom. Although their relationship had progressed nicely, they wanted to take it slow. They would kiss, hug, comfort, and sleep together but had yet to be intimate. Skye felt that they were ready but Ward wanted to wait. He didn't want to just have sex with her. He wanted to make love with her.

When Coulson's announcement came on, the couple let out a loud groan.

"Ugh…he can wait." Skye said, pulling Ward's lips back onto hers, immediately missing the touch of his lips on her own.

"Sorry. He's the boss. Can't make him wait." Ward said, getting up off of his girlfriend and straightening his shirt. Skye also got up and made herself look presentable before they exited Skye's bunk and made their way to the Command Center.

They entered the Command Center hand in hand and saw the rest of the team already there.

"Glad you could join us." Coulson said, staring at the two latecomers.

"Sorry…so what's going on?" Skye said, abruptly changing the topic to avoid further embarrassment.

"Two people, male and female, cut down a tree in a protected Norwegian forest."

"And why are we called in…" Ward asked confused.

"Two of the forest rangers heard the two and went to investigate. Apparently, the female had a silver… 'stick' in her hand and it gave her super strength. One of the rangers moved to grab her, she thrust her hand out and he flew back over 25 meters into a tree, died instantly. His partner, the other ranger, fled the scene. He was the one who reported the incident." Coulson continued.

"So we're dealing with super powered freaks…cool!" Skye stated, quieting down after receiving the glares of the older agents in the room.

(Like before, I know you guys have seen this so I will be skipping bits and pieces here and there.)

"How're you doing Agent Ward?"

"Wishing I was shorter. I'm not getting any readings."

"Skye, how about you? Any luck?" Coulson asked.

"I'm lucky that my SO volunteered to take the super creepy hallway instead of the less creepy dungeon room. I got nothing."

"Ward, your spectrograph is reading something near you." Fitz said, looking down at his tablet.

"I don't see anything."

"Well, it's right in front of you. No, wait now it's moving."

"Have visual." Ward said, chasing after the figure.

He caught up just in time to see Professor Randolph trying to escape.

Randolph looked at him wide-eyed as Ward grabbed him. "I have a wonderful explanation." He said.

"I ran into some unexpected ugh…." Ward began as he grabbed the end of the other part of the Berserker staff that was sticking out of Randolph's bag.

This is where Ward sees the visions of his brother in the well. I don't really know how to put it into words so I'll let you guys use your creative imaginations instead. :)

Skye heard Ward gasp loudly through her comm and hurried to his location. "Please be okay."

She turned a corner and gasped when she saw Ward collapsed on the floor.

"Ward…are you all right?" Skye asked, gently shaking him, trying to wake him up. Ward jerked awake, breathing heavily before looking at Skye, eyes wild, his whole body shaking.

"Hey…whoa, whoa it's me. Calm down Grant, please calm down." Skye said, her heart breaking at the sight before her.

"The staff…he-he took it." Ward said shakily.

"Skye, what's going on?" Skye heard Coulson's voice through her comm.

"The staff's gone. Someone took it. And there's something wrong with Ward." Skye said uneasily.

Back on the Bus…

"Hey, Grant… what you saw when you touched the staff, it was about your brother right?" Skye asked softly, desperately wanting to ease the pain he was going through.

Ward harshly glared at her. "Drop it."

"I'm here if you need to talk…"

Ward cut her off. "Yeah talk. Cuz that's all you do. You talk and talk and talk. Don't you ever get tired of hearing your own voice."? Ward said angrily.

Skye took a step away from him, hurt written all over her face.

"Ward, what you're feeling is chemistry." Simmons said, finished with her assessment.

"I hope so." Skye said quietly, not looking at Ward, afraid that if she did, she wouldn't be able to hold back the tears. Fitz and Simmons continued talking while Ward kept staring at the screen, watching Coulson interview Randolph. Skye quietly made her way out of the lab and up the stairs to her bunk.

As soon as she entered her bunk, she turned on some music, tears streaming down her face. Once the music was loud enough, she let out heart-wrenching sobs, glad that no one could hear her break down. She knew that Ward didn't mean what he said, but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt.

Flashback…

A five-year-old Skye was sitting in her new room at her seventh foster home. These people were so nice. They gave Skye new clothes, her own room, and toys to play with. The foster mom, Sarah, was the sweetest person ever. She was always happy and was constantly baking goodies in the kitchen. Skye always wondered if her real mother liked to bake too. After her first week there, Sarah taught her how to roll out dough to make cinnamon rolls. It was so much fun! Sarah made her feel so much at home. Her foster dad, Brad, was sort of nice too. He wasn't home much because he was working all day, but when he was he would always smile at her and pat her head and tickle her sides, making her giggle. The first two weeks there were probably the best two weeks Skye had ever had in foster care.

After that, everything changed. Brad and Sarah were going through some problems; they were fighting more often, and were not as nice to Skye anymore. One day, Brad came home smelling a bit funky. Skye vaguely remembers Sarah yelling at him about getting drunk. They both yelled at each other for a long time. Then Sarah got really mad and went upstairs, locking Brad out of the room.

Skye wanted to help her foster parents as they also helped her out these past couple weeks. She went up to Brad slowly and gently tugged on his hand.

"Do you want to play a game? Games always make me feel better. Maybe they will make you feel better too." Skye said, her big doe eyes wide.

"No, go to bed." Brad answered gruffly.

"How about a story or a movie? They always cheer me up. Back at the orphanage, I would pretend to be in a movie and be the princess that needs to be saved and then there would be a brave knight that would come to rescue me. You could be the brave King that loves his people and always helps them…" Brad cut off Skye's story.

"SHUT UP! I DON'T WANT TO PLAY A GAME OR DO ANYTHING WITH YOU! JUST STOP TALKING. DON'T YOU EVER GET TIRED OF HEARING YOUR OWN VOICE?"

That was the last thing before Skye felt glass enter her arms and side as Brad slammed the bottle down on the coffee table next to her, shards of broken glass embedding themselves in Skye's arm and side.

She remembers screaming and remembers seeing Sarah come running down the stairs. She remembers seeing Sarah's scared face in front of hers, telling her to hold on. Then everything went black.

Skye was jolted out of her thoughts by a series of knocks at her bunk door. Skye quickly turned down the music, wiped her eyes to erase all traces of crying and opened the door to see the two scientists bouncing with energy.

"What's up guys?"

"Let's go Skye! We found out where the last part of the staff is hidden. We've been looking all over for you. What were you doing this whole time?" Simmons asked her friend.

"Nothing, just listening to music. It helps calm me down." Skye said.

"Skye… you know that Ward didn't mean what he said in the lab earlier right? The staff caused it all. He would never hurt you like that." Simmons said gently, knowing that Ward's words had pierced through Skye like a hot knife.

"I know that. And I don't blame him. Anyways, let's go get that last piece before the freaks show up." Skye said, putting on her sarcastic and funny girl façade.

The team arrived at the monastery in Ireland and made their way inside.

"The staff is upstairs." Randolph said, leading them to the staircase.

But of course, the universe hated them all and the bud guys had to show up. Jake Nystrom stabbed Randolph through the heart with the staff. Ward, still feeling the rage running through his body grabbed the staff out of Randolph and tackled Nystrom, sending them both over the railing.

"Grant! We've gotta help him." Skye said quickly, running down the stairs towards Ward.

Skye stopped in front of Ward, pleading with him to put the staff down.

"Grant, please put that down. That's not you. Please." Skye begged.

"Stay back." Ward warned as he turned to face the oncoming attackers. Skye watched as he fought several of the super strength humans, taking and throwing punch after punch. After what seemed like forever, the enemy was eliminated and Ward collapsed to the ground in exhaustion. Skye rushed over to him.

"Oh my god…are you okay?" Skye asked as she looped one of his arms over her shoulder, supporting him as he tried to get up. Just then the door burst open and three more whack-jobs entered.

"You have got to be kidding me." Ward muttered as he slowly reached for the staff again, preparing for another onslaught of helplessness, fear, and hatred.

Skye saw him reaching for the staff and made a split-second decision. She quickly pulled Ward back and grabbed the staff herself. The amount of energy and rage that surged through almost made her knees buckle but she managed to keep her balance.

She was distantly aware of Ward yelling at her, but her attention was on the three people in front of her; the ones that made the man she loves feel so much rage in the first place.

After that, all of it was a blur. Skye felt an extreme amount of adrenaline pumping through her. She felt all of the anger, rejection, and hatred from the past several years all build up and finally explode. Skye let out an inhuman scream before attacking the three assailants. Skye put the skills that Ward had taught her in the past few months to good use.

She swung the staff, remembering the feeling of her 12th foster father's spiked belt make contact with her back.

She blocked swings, remembering her helplessness and fear when one of foster siblings beat the crap out of her for accidentally using their essay to make a paper airplane, at the age of six.

She slammed the hilt of the staff against one of her attackers, remembering a similar feeling when 12-year-old Skye burnt popcorn in the microwave, resulting in a burnt popcorn smell that ran all throughout the house and three fractured ribs.

Skye continued doing this for who knows how long. After what may have been minutes but seemed like hours, there was no one else for Skye to attack. She looked at the staff in her hands and felt herself shake. The staff fell out of her hands and her knees buckled.

Ward slowly made his way over to Skye, pulling her up into his lap and held her close.

"Hey baby, talk to me. I'm here. Don't worry, I'm not leaving you alone, ever." Ward whispered soothing words in Skye's ear as she trembled like a leaf, tears streaming down her face like a waterfall.

Skye finally let her walls break and sobbed into Ward's chest, letting out all of the grief, rage, and hatred out. Ward held her close, stroking her hair, comforting her, letting her know that he was there for her.

After what seemed like forever, Skye finally lifted her face and looked up at Ward.

"Grant…promise you'll never leave me?" Skye whispered, her tear-stained face breaking Ward's heart.

"I promise. I promise I will never leave you." Ward said, slowly rocking her back and forth in his lap. The two watched as the rest of the team and some other agents came in and cleaned up the mess made. After a while, everything was cleaned up and the team made their way to the hotel where they would be staying for the night. Fitzsimmons immediately turned in for the night, May and Coulson went towards the bar to get a drink before heading up themselves. Skye and Ward stood in the lobby after everyone had dispersed.

"Skye, can we talk for a minute?" Ward asked quietly.

Skye tensed. She knew that he wanted to talk about what had happened with the staff and she really didn't want to discuss it. It was still way too fresh for her.

"Grant, I…it's too much for me to talk about right now. Can we talk about this some other time? And anyways, I really want to take a shower and clean myself up." Skye said quickly, placing a kiss on his lips before making her way towards their bedroom. She entered the room and sat down on the bed, releasing a heavy sigh.

"Why does that still keep haunting me? Why won't it leave me alone? I just want to forget it." Skye thought to herself, silent tears streaming down her face. She got up, wiped her eyes, and made her way towards the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Skye emerged from the bathroom, smiling at the sight of Ward zonked out on the bed. Skye quickly changed into her sleepwear and joined him in bed.

"You sure took your time." Ward mumbled sleepily when Skye curled up against his side, her head ending up on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.

"Sorry, lost track of time." Skye said, lifting her head to see that Ward had already fallen back asleep. She smiled at him and placed a kiss on his nose before curling up in his arms and falling asleep.

Some time later, Ward was woken up by a hand smacking him in the face. He woke up and saw Skye thrashing in his arms, whimpering and crying out, tears streaming down her face.

Ward gently shook her, trying to wake her up.

"Skye, baby wake up. Skye come on, wake up Rookie." Ward said, trying to wake her up.

"No…please... stop…I'm sorry…I'll be good…please…" Skye whimpered out, still stuck in her nightmare.

Ward began to panic. He shook Skye harder. "Skye, please wake up. Skye?"

"NOOOOOO!" Skye shot up in bed screaming, knocking Ward off. Ward landed on his backside next to the bed letting out an 'oof' noise. Ward quickly got back up and made his way back to Skye who was breathing heavily, eyes wild, her whole body trembling.

"Skye, it's okay. It's me, Grant" Ward said softly, not wanting to startle Skye. He placed a hand on her arm, jerking it back when Skye flinched and scooted away from him towards the edge of the bed. He quickly grabbed her just as she was about to fall off the bed holding her tightly in his arms.

"Shh…Skye…it's just me…it's just me Rookie." Grant said, holding her face in his hands, wiping away her tears.

"Grant…" Skye said hoarsely.

"Yeah…it's me." Ward said, placing a kiss on her forehead. He held her as she cried, rocking her back and forth as she continued to shake in his arms. "What has her so spooked? I have never seen her like this." Ward continued comforting her, wanting nothing more than to take her pain away.

Skye finally pulled away from Ward, wiping the tears away from her face.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up. I haven't had a nightmare like this in…well…in a really long time." Skye apologized.

"Baby, please don't be sorry. Just…don't shut me out. I'm here for you. I hate seeing you like this. If there is anyway I can help you, then please let me." Ward begged her.

Both were silent for a few moments before Ward decided to break the ice.

"Skye, I'm sorry about what I said to you earlier in the lab. I swear to you I didn't mean it, not for a second. I can't even begin to imagine how much it must have hurt you and I am just so so sorry." Ward apologized sincerely, emotion thick in his voice. He knew that his words must have hurt Skye beyond belief and he had heard her crying in her bunk earlier as he made his way past it. He hated how he was the cause of her pain but at that time, the rage of the Berserker staff was still running through him and he didn't trust himself enough to confront her again without causing her more pain.

Skye looked up at Ward, cupping his cheek with her hand. "Grant, I know you didn't mean it. I know you'd never hurt me. It wasn't your fault. Please don't blame yourself for this Grant." Skye placed a kiss on Ward's lips.

"I really don't deserve you." Ward said, smiling softly at the beautiful woman in his arms.

"Skye…do you want to talk about what just happened?" Ward asked gently, referring to her nightmare.

Skye inhaled sharply. "Can it wait? Please? I promise I'll tell you about it but not right now. Please don't make me relive it right now." Skye begged, tears welling up in her eyes again. Ward cursed himself for making her cry again.

"Of course it can wait baby. I just want to know the reason behind your pain so that if I can stop it, I will. I just don't want to see you in anymore pain." Ward said, holding her face in his hands. Skye smiled up at him.

"Tomorrow when we're back on the Bus, I'll tell you everything. I'm tired of hiding things and trying to pretend things don't haunt me. I'll tell you everything tomorrow. But right now, can we just forget about what happened right now?" Skye asked.

Ward nodded. "Of course. Now come one, let's get some sleep."

Ward climbed back into bed and pulled Skye to him. Skye rested her head on Ward's chest, eyes closing, listening to Ward's heartbeat as sleep slowly engulfed her.

AN: Woohooooo! Longest chapter yet! I really hope you guys like this and please REVIEW! Speaking of reviews, I want to thank Serenity Shadowstar for several ideas that I may possibly use in this story. I hoped you like my take on 'The Well' and enjoyed it. Please REVIEW! :)