Hey guys! I'm glad you all liked that last chapter! That song is like… the best song in the history of music. Two songs made Idina Menzel's career: Let It Go and Defying Gravity… maybe No Good Deed too but definitely those two. She is so amazing! I can only dream of having a voice like hers. I mean…
I started ranting didn't I? Crap. Sorry you guys! I do that sometimes. With the right topic, I could rant for days. Anyways, I hope you all like this new chapter! It has the ever so adorable Olaf the snowman!
Skye gaped at him, barely believing he could say something like that about her. "B-beautiful?" She stuttered as she looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of lies.
"As I said before, beautiful doesn't even begin to describe you." Ward said, offering her a small smile. A blush rose to Skye's cheeks. Ward was the first one to ever call her beautiful. Sure, she had been called hot, sexy, or even pretty… but never beautiful. "What happened back there, Skye?" He asked, bringing her out of her thoughts.
"I-I don't know." Skye answered truthfully, "I just couldn't hold it in." She grasped the banister of the catwalk and shards of ice formed under her hands. She ripped her hands away from the banister with a scared expression. "And I still can't. You shouldn't be here! You need to leave!"
"Skye, I'm not going anywhere!" Ward practically shouted, "Your powers are beautiful. I saw you build this palace."
"Then you also saw how powerful I truly am." Skye shot back, "It isn't safe for you to be here, Grant! I can't control the curse!"
"It's not a curse!"
"It is if I run the risk of hurting you just by having it!" Skye yelled, eyes glassy with unshed tears. Ward suddenly dropped his shoulders. Her words had hit home for him. She was still worried for his safety. "I may be alone, Ward. But I'm alone and free. I'm free to use my powers without worrying about hurting you or the team. Just leave me alone and you'll be safe. All of you will."
With that, Skye turned and ran up the stairs to her ice bedroom. He could see the snowflakes in her hair glittering through the ice wall. "Skye!" Ward called after her, but she ignored him and ran the rest of the way. He took a chance and ran up after her. He wasn't going to let her go that easy. He found her on the balcony she finished her song on with her back to him. He saw her tumble of brunette curls covering the skin her dress showed and the tiny sparkling snowflakes shining in the pale sun. "Skye, I'm not afraid of you!"
"You should be!" Skye snapped, not turning towards him. She refused to.
Ward sighed. There was only one way to get to her. He rushed forward and gripped her shoulder. He immediately turned her around. Without giving her time to protest, he crashed his lips to hers. He felt her tense, but it only lasted for a second. She relaxed in his arms and responded to the kiss. Her hands reached up to feel his chiseled chest beneath his t-shirt. After a moment or two of pure bliss in each other's arms, Skye realized she was touching him. She could freeze him!
Using all the strength she could muster, she shoved him off of him. He stumbled for a second before regaining his balance and she pressed her back against the balcony railing. She wanted as much distance as possible between her and Ward.
"What, Skye?" He asked, surprised she shoved him away.
Skye looked him from the top of his head to the bottoms of his shoes and back again. There was no ice on him at all! She looked down at her hands. The faint blue veins were still wrapping around her hands like icy vines. "How did I not freeze you?" She asked, more to herself than him.
"What do you mean?"
She finally looked back at him. "Everything I touch freezes." Skye explained, "But how did I not freeze you or at least your t-shirt? I was gripping it when we kissed."
Ward looked down at his shirt. Sure enough, there was no ice to be seen. And he didn't feel even the slightest cold. "I don't know." He answered, "Try touching me."
Skye timidly took a step forward. Reaching a shaking hand out, she gently touched his chest. She clenched her eyes shut, ready for the screams of agony. When none came, she opened her eyes. Nothing had happened to his chest! She smiled a little then took a bigger step. She reached up her hand and cupped his cheek. Nothing happened! "How is this possible?" She asked, her voice reduced to a whisper.
"I don't know," Ward answered quietly, taking the hand that was cupping his cheek in his own. "But I'm glad about it as long as I can do this." With that, he wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her into another mind-blowing kiss.
With the confidence this loophole now gave her, she immediately responded to the kiss. He released her hand so he could use both arms to pull her as close as humanly possible. Her now free arms wrapped around his neck where one of her hands tangled itself in his hair. His tongue swiped her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She automatically gave it to him without a second thought. Their tongues battled for dominance but in the end, his won. When air became necessary, they pulled away, both breathless.
He leaned forward so their foreheads where touching. It was then he saw the familiar chain dangling from her neck. He reached a hand up and grasped the cold metal. "You're still wearing my dog tags." He pointed out.
She looked down and saw he was right. "Yeah." She said quietly. Her hand trailed down his neck all the way down to the waistband of his jeans. She let her cold hand slip slightly under the fabric of his t-shirt and felt his warm skin underneath.
Ward tilted her head up to look into her dark eyes. He released the dog tag to trace her jawline. As his fingers brushed over the cool skin of her collarbone, he whispered, "Are you sure about this, Skye?"
Her eyes drifted down to his left wrist. Still dangling from it was the silver probation bracelet, a constant reminder of his betrayal. But when she looked up into his molten chocolate eyes, all she could see was love for her shinning in them. She gave him one of her dazzling smiles that he swear could light up the world, "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
With that answer in mind, he swept her off her feet and lifted her up, bridal style. She squealed in surprise but when he looked down at her, she was smiling and giggling. He took her through the open door to her bedroom. With a flick of her wrist, Skye closed the balcony doors, giving them the privacy they needed in this moment. But, really, what they both needed in this moment… was each other. In that moment, Ward didn't care that Skye could freeze the ocean with a single touch. He only cared about showing her that he loved her no matter what.
Unknown to the couple, the team was tracking Ward. Fitz had built a device to remotely track Ward's probation bracelet. He had been leading the team, plus a few surprise guests, up the mountain to Skye and Ward… or at least Ward. "How far, Fitz?" Coulson called through the snow.
"I have no idea, sir." The Scott answered dejectedly, "This bloody snowstorm is messing with Ward's signal." At that moment, the device flashed a message in bright red.
Signal Lost
"Brilliant." Simmons muttered sarcastically, looking over his shoulder, "We lost the signal!"
"Well, there has to be some way to track them without it!" Trip shouted. They all came together in a group.
Suddenly, May stepped away from the group. They turned to see a look of utter amazement on her face. "My God." She breathed, stepping farther away from them. They quickly followed her only to see what took her breath away in the first place. In front of them, obviously used to be a beautiful meadow, but now it was even more beautiful. The waterfall and stream had frozen solid in mid-flow. The weeping willows surrounding it had turned an icy purple color with droplets of ice instead of leaves sparkling like diamonds on their limbs. Each team member shared May's amazement.
"Wow" Trip.
"My God." Coulson.
"Amazing." Fitz.
"Beautiful." Simmons.
After their utter amazement diminished some, Coulson was the first to speak up, "This was obviously Skye's work."
"Agreed." May said, "The snowstorm couldn't have done this. This is…"
"Beautiful?" Simmons finished.
"Yeah. That's the word I was looking for." May said quietly. The team spread out around the meadow, each taking in its beauty in different sections. Simmons discovered that when the wind blew the limbs of the weeping willows, a melodious sound came from the tinkling of the ice.
"Hi!" A new voice piped up from close to the ground. The entire team jumped and turned to the voice. Their surprise grew when they discovered the voice came from a snowman… a snowman with buckteeth and a small twig for hair. He gave them a big smile and waved one of his stick hands, "I'm Olaf. And I like warm hugs." He opened his arms to Trip, the person closest to him.
Trip was the first to break the silence, "You're a snowman?"
"Yep!" Olaf said cheerfully, giving them another bucktoothed smile.
"How…?" Simmons started but then realized something, "Did Skye build you?"
"Skye?" Olaf twisted his face in confusion, "Long brunette hair, dark eyes, ice and snow powers?"
"Yes!" The team chorused together. They looked at the snowman, hopefully.
"Oh yeah." Olaf shrugged, "I know her. And yeah she did build me."
Coulson bent down to Olaf's level and looked at him curiously. "This is amazing." He said, smiling slightly. He reached out his hand and poked Olaf in the middle snowball… or to Olaf, his stomach.
Olaf let out a little giggle then smacked Coulson's hand away. Coulson winced and rubbed his hand. "At least buy me dinner first." Olaf said jokingly. He laughed at his own joke then settled down.
May shook her head in amazement at the talking and walking snowman. She crossed her arms and leaned against a weeping willow. Her sudden weight shifter the tree, making some of the droplets fall on Trips head. Once the assault was over, Trip rubbed his head to sooth the pain. "Trip, you okay?" May asked.
"Yeah. I got a thick skull." Trip shrugged.
"I don't have a skull… or bones." Olaf said. Everyone just looked at him.
Fitz bent down to his level and took out one of his stick limbs. He started examining it with scientific curiosity, "How is this… OW!" The hand suddenly slapped him across the face.
"Hey!" Olaf defended and snatched his arm away. Fitz stood up rubbing his cheek. Simmons came and put a hand on his arm for comfort. He sent her a small smile of thanks. Putting his arm back in, Olaf smiled at all of them. "What are your names, anyway?"
Coulson started to introduce each team member. "I'm Phil Coulson. This is Melinda May, Antoine Triplett, Trip for short, Jemma Simmons, and Leo Fitz."
"Hi!" Olaf chimed again. He waved at them again.
After giving a slight wave, Simmons stepped forward towards Olaf. "Olaf, do you know where Skye is?"
Olaf looked as though he were searching his mind for an answer. "You know, a man came rushing through here not too long ago." Olaf mused, "Didn't even say hi or give me his name. I think he was searching for Skye as well, cause he followed her path."
Fitzsimmons looked at each other, "Ward!" The shouted together.
"Where did Ward and Skye go?" Coulson asked.
"She went to build her new home and he followed her." Olaf said.
"New home?" May repeated.
"Yeah." Olaf confirmed. He pointed up into the mountains, "Way up there." The team looked but couldn't see any sign of Skye, Ward or this new home.
"Can you take us to them?" Trip asked.
"Sure." Olaf shrugged. He started walking, or more like waddling in the direction he pointed, "Follow me."
Okay, how many of you noticed I put lyrics and a bunch of lines from Frozen? Be honest. Now, for the next chapter, remember that I said "the team, plus a few surprise guests" Okay? Good. I just had to include Olaf in here! It's inspired by Frozen and he's just too adorable to resist! Anyways, R&R please!
Quote of the Day: You don't love someone because they're perfect; you love them in spite of the fact that they're not –Jodi Picoult
Song Suggestion: Corner –Allie Moss
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