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Chapter 39 – The Right Time

Hearing Trip's voice Skye pulled her lips from Ward's. Both of them quickly jumped apart.

Ward looked at her, panic in his eyes, "I thought you said they wouldn't notice you were gone," He hissed.

"I didn't think they would," Skye whispered back, re-buttoning the shirt Ward had started to undo, "Simmons must have said something."

Ward fixed his own shirt, "They can't find me here and they can't any trace of this camp."

Skye nodded, "I'll lead them back to base." She paused then added, "If you promise that one day you'll come back with me."

"Skye…" Ward warned, growing tied of the same argument.

Skye gave a weak smile, "I said one day, Ward." She took a step back towards him, "Just promise me that."

"One day," Ward smiled, he took a step forward to meet Skye. He gave her a brief kiss, not giving it a chance to grow into anything else. Pulling away again Ward sighed, "You should go."

Skye nodded and stepped back, "I'll be back." She didn't wait for him to respond, she didn't want to give him the chance to tell her not to come back.

Making sure she was properly dressed Skye quickly left Ward's camp and headed in the direction of Trip's voice, hoping to get far enough away from the camp so that when Trip found her he didn't also find Ward.

"Skye?" She heard Trip call again.

"Trip?" Skye called back, still heading towards his voice, turning along a small path she saw the specialist heading towards her, "What are you doing here?"

Trip sighed, obvious relief at finding the hacker on his face, "Looking for you." He caught up with Skye, "Simmons said you went off on your own. When you didn't come back Coulson got worried."

Skye just looked annoyed, "I was exploring. I needed some time to myself."

Trip gave an amused look, "Simmons getting on your nerves?"

Skye sighed and shrugged, "Just a little."

Trip laughed, "I know the feeling."

Skye returned Trip's smile, "Fitz getting on your nerves?"

Trip shrugged, "Just a little."

Skye actually laughed, she still felt odd around Trip but it was easier since they had returned to solid ground. As the two of them talked they walked back towards the base. Skye made sure they didn't walk anywhere near Ward's camp. The trees quickly turned back into rolling fields and soon the house came into view.

Trip smiled, "Come on, Skye. Everyone's been wondering where you've been."

"I wish everyone would stop worrying about me," Skye mumbled.

"What was that?" Trip asked.

"Never mind."

Trip raised an eyebrow said nothing as the two of them walked up the small set of stairs that lead up to the small farm house. Trip slide the door open and allowed Skye to walk into the house first.

Skye paused at the sight that awaited her in the house. The entire team, minus Trip, were all seated around the dining table and they all looked up when she walked in. The look on Simmons' face told Skye everything she needed to know.

Coulson stood up and gave a weak smile, "Care to join us?"

"Not particularly," Skye snapped, turning towards the bedrooms.

"Skye…" This warning came from May and from the tone Skye knew she wasn't being given a choice.

Sighing Skye took a seat at the table and crossed her arms, annoyance clear on her face, "Is this another intervention?" Her gaze was now directed at Simmons.

Simmons tried to hide a guilty look as Skye continued to glare at her. However it wasn't Simmons that answered Skye, it was Coulson. Sighing the director of SHIELD took his seat again, "This isn't an intervention, Skye. We're just worried about you, that's all."

"I'm fine," Skye snapped. However the look on the team's faces told Skye they knew something she didn't they did. Turning to Coulson Skye showed her annoyance on her face, "What?"

Coulson's eyes flicked to May before he answered, "You've been going out a lot lately. We got worried." Skye opened her mouth to interrupt but Coulson continued before she could, "So I had May follow you when you went out yesterday."

Skye went pale, then turned to May, "What did you see?"

May actually looked concerned when she answered, "More than you wanted us to see."

"What. Did. You. See?" Skye asked again.

May sighed, "I saw you making yourself sick."

"I wasn't making myself sick," Skye interrupted.

"It's alright," Fitz said softly, "After everything we've been through you just want a way of controlling some aspect of your life. We understand."

"God, is that what you think of me?" Skye snapped, jumping to her feet, "I'm pregnant not bulimic." When she saw the looks on the team's faces Skye realized what she said, what she had actually admitted out loud. Before any of the team could say anything Skye looked at Simmons, "If you want answers talk to Simmons. I can't take this right now." Before any of the team could stop her Skye ran to the room she shared with Simmons, locking the door behind her.

Laying on her bed, Skye sighed as she placed a hand over her child, "That went well."