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Chapter 32 – Secrets to Tell

The pounding head ache was the first thing Skye felt when she woke up. Then came the voices.

"She'll be fine, just a little dehydrated that's all," That was Simmons. With the fog still swirling around her brain it took Skye a couple of seconds to realize the doctor was talking about her, "I'll let you all know when she wakes up."

Skye heard murmured responses, no doubt the tea, complaining about being kicked out of the room. Hearing the door close Skye opened her eyes, blinking at the sudden bright light. She recognized the lab almost instantly and briefly wondered how she got there. The last thing she remembered was feeling dizzy and then everything went black. Trip must have carried her back to the bus, so much for Coulson never knowing about their outing.

Pulling a hand up to her head, Skye groaned when she noticed the IV in the back of her hand.

Simmons turned around at the sound of the groan and Skye attempting to sit up, she was at the hacker's side in an instant, pushing her back down, "You need to lie back down Skye. You need rest and you need water."

"And you're a horrible liar Simmons," Skye groaned, still attempting to sit up.

"I'm not lying, Skye," Simmons snapped, "You need rest and you need water." Passing the hacker a cup of water and allowing her to sit up a little.

Skye took a sip and glared at Simmons, "We both know that's not what I'm talking about."

Simmons eyed Skye, "How long have you known?"

Skye suddenly looked away, no longer meeting the biochemist's gaze, "I didn't." She sighed, "Not for sure anyway."

"Skye…" Simmons said, her gaze softening.

"Don't," Skye replied, shaking her head, "I'm a big girl, Simmons, I don't need a lecture."

Simmons gave a weak smile, "Apparently you do."

Skye rubbed her eyes, "Can we talk about this another time? Preferably when I don't have a pounding headache."

But Simmons didn't drop the subject, "Skye we need to talk about this and you need to tell the others. At least tell Coulson, if you want I can tell him…"

Skye grabbed the biochemist's hand, "Don't you dare. If you tell him, or any of them, even Fitz, I will never speak to you again. Understand?"

"Skye…" Simmons sighed, worry etched on her face.

Skye tightened her grip on Simmons, "No, I will tell them when I'm ready. Don't say a word, understand?"

Simmons sighed again but nodded, "Fine, but if something like this happens again I'll have no choice but to tell them." She then gave a half smile, "And it wasn't a complete lie, you do need rest."

Skye nodded, taking another sip of water, "How much trouble am I in? A.C. must be angry."

Simmons shook her head, "Coulson's not angry," She paused for a second, "At least not with you."

"How much trouble is Trip in?" Skye asked, burying her head in her hands.

Simmons put a hand on the hacker's shoulder, "He'll be fine. Coulson's angry that you got hurt but it will pass."

"None of this would have happened if he had allowed us to leave the bus," Skye replied, bitterness seeping into her voice.

Simmons just shrugged, "That may be so but that doesn't change the fact that it happened."

Suddenly Skye sat up straighter, pulling the blanket off her legs and attempted to stand, "I need to see A.C., tell him it was my idea. That I talked Trip into going outside…"

Simmons reacted quickly, catching Skye as she stumbled, "Oh, no you don't. You need rest."

"You really expect me to get rest in here," Skye replied, waving an arm around the lab.

Simmons nodded in understanding, "Fine, I'll walk you to your bank. If you promise to get some rest."

Skye smiled, "And if we happen to walk past the team…?"

Simmons gave a small laugh as she helped remove Skye's IV tube, "Then you can talk to Coulson on your way to bed."

Skye leaned heavily on Simmons as the two women made their way out of the lab, through the cargo hold and up the stairs.

The two of them heard Coulson before they saw him and he didn't sound happy. Turning into the lounge area Skye took in the scene before her, Coulson and Trip were the only ones standing while May and Fitz remained seated, Fitz had somehow wedged himself in the very corner of the small room, as far away from the yelling as he could possibly get without leaving the room.

"Did you honestly think we wouldn't find out? You live a plane full of spies for goodness sake." Coulson yelled, directing his anger at Trip.

"Whoa, time out here boys," Skye interrupted, pushing into the room. Without Simmons' support the hacker stumbled.

Coulson was the closest and managed to catch Skye before she fell, helping her into one of the lounge's chairs. He turned to Simmons, "What is she doing out of the lab?"

Simmons gave him a guilty look, "I promised to let her rest in her bunk."

"Right here you know," Skye interrupted, "Besides what's the point of me being down there when you're all up here. Especially when you're arguing about something that's my fault."

Trip sat on the seat next to Skye, "I was the one who took you out. If we hadn't left the bus…"

"It was my idea, Trip," Skye interrupted again, "I was the one who wanted to go outside and I was the one that didn't drink enough water." She gave a weak smile, "I'm a big girl and I can take responsibility for my own actions."

Now standing behind Coulson Simmons raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Skye registered Simmons' look but said nothing about it, she instead turned to face Trip, "Besides if we should blame anyone it should be Coulson?"

"What?" Coulson said, shock on his face, "What did I do?"

"You trapped us on this plane for months," Skye replied, now looking at Coulson, "If you had let us off, even once, we wouldn't have had to sneak out." She sighed, "We wanted out for an hour, just one measly house, A.C. Was that so much to ask for?"

"I agree with Skye," Fitz said, speaking for the first time from his place in the corner of the room, "It would be nice to get of this bloody plane, even for an hour."

Coulson looked around at the team, both Simmons and Trip nodded in agreement with Fitz and Skye, even May look like she agreement with them and she was the only other one that had been off the bus in the past two months. He frowned, "You want a day off the plane?"

"It would be nice," Simmons said. Fitz nodded eagerly.

"I can't give you a day," Coulson replied, the team looked disappointed so he added, "But I can give you an evening."

Even May gave a small smile.

"Seriously?" Skye said, a smile appearing on her worn face.

Coulson sighed and looked at his watch, "It's almost two now," He looked at Skye, "If you promise to get a couple hours rest, keep hydrated and listen to Simmons' every order than I will take you and the rest of the team out to dinner." He looked around at the team, "Is everyone okay with that?"

Trip and May nodded, while Fitz and Simmons both smiled eagerly.

Fitz was the first to speak out, "We can have Italian food in Italy?"

"I think it's just called food here Fitz," Skye smiled, then turned to face Coulson, "I think you've got yourself a deal A.C." She then faced Simmons, "So you mind helping me to bed, if I'm going to get some rest I would rather it was in my bunk than back in the lab."

Simmons nodded and helped Skye to her feet. The hacker looked tired but Simmons said nothing, it wasn't her secret to tell.