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Chapter 47 – Secrets Kept

The last thing Skye remembered was the pain. She barely remembered leaving Ward's arms but Skye definitely remembered his words to her, even through the haze caused by the pain she heard his words but before she could reply Sif had left Ward behind. As they ran through the rain another wave of pain had hit and everything went black.

Slowly coming around, the first thing Skye heard was the beeping of a heart monitor but it was slightly different ones she'd heard before. Slowly opening her eyes Skye recognized the lab. The tearing pain in her stomach was gone but there was still a dull ache. Turning her head Skye aw the monitors, there were two, one connected to her finger, measuring Skye's own heart beat and the other monitor was connected to her stomach, measuring the baby's heartbeat. Skye felt an enormous weight lift off her shoulders when she realized the second monitor meant the baby was okay.

"Skye?" Simmons' voice came from behind Skye.

Skye just groaned in response.

Simmons appeared in Skye's peripheral vision, the biochemist gave a weak smile, "Try not to move."

Skye looked up at the biochemist, "I wasn't planning to." She couldn't even summon a weak smile, "What happened?"

Simmons took a seat next to Skye, "What do you remember?"

Skye paused before answering, careful not to mention Ward, "Talking to Sif and then pain. The baby?"

"The baby's fine," Simmons assured, she placed a hand on the hacker's shoulder and sighed, "But you're not out of the woods yet."

Skye just looked at Simmons, "There's something you're not telling me."

Simmons sighed again, "Do you remember falling or hitting your stomach?"

Skye paused, thinking back to when she had snuck out of the house, she shook her head weakly, "Not that I remember but everything's fuzzy, I could have. Why?"

Simmons paused briefly, "Maybe I should wait for the others to come back."

Skye looked away from the biochemist, finally taking in the room, "Where are they?"

"Having dinner," Simmons replied, "I volunteered to watch you while they ate."

"Dinner?" Skye sighed, "I was out that long?"

Simmons just nodded weakly.

Suddenly a thought occurred to Skye and it took all of her strength not to sit up, "The Asgardians? They'll be coming for me at sun rise."

"It's okay," Simmons assured, squeezing Skye's shoulder, "They're not going to take you anywhere. Not anytime soon at least."

Skye raised an eyebrow, "What did you tell them?"

"The Truth," Skye sighed.

"What's going on?" Skye asked, panic rising.

Suddenly the monitor next to Skye started beeping rapidly. Simmons jumped up, "Skye I need you to calm down. Just breathe."

Skye took a deep breath and the monitor returned to normal but she couldn't take the panic from her eyes, "What's going on, Simmons? What's wrong with my baby?"

"I need you stay calm," Simmons repeated.

"I'll be calm when you answer my question," Skye snapped.

Simmons sighed again, retaking her seat next to Skye, "You have some damage to your abdominal area."

"The baby?" Skye asked.

"Is fine," Simmons assured, "But you're both still in danger. So you're not getting out of bed for the next week and if possible the next two weeks. After that you're on light duty until the baby's born. That means not over exerting yourself and no stress."

Fear was evident on Skye's face, "How much danger are we in?"

"A lot," Simmons answered truthfully, "But keep calm, stay rested and you should be fine."

Skye looked away from Simmons, no longer willing to meet her gaze, "I wanted to save you all and instead I put my child in danger. I'm a horrible mother."

"No," Simmons answered quickly, "You did what you thought was best, it's what mothers do."

Skye nodded weakly, not entirely convinced, "If I'm going to spend the next week in bed can it a least be in my own bed?"

Simmons actually gave a genuine smile, "I'll get Trip to carry you up later, okay?"

"I can walk," Skye argued.

"No you can't," Simmons replied simply, she then stood up, "I'll let the others know you're awake."

"Wait," Skye called before Simmons left the room, "What about the Asgardians? Are they taking me or not?"

"Odin wants you and the baby alive," Simmons replied, "I told Sif that you and the baby wouldn't survive an inter-dimensional trip and to come back once the baby's born."

"You brought me three months?" Skye asked.

"The best I could do," Simmons shrugged, "But it gives us time to find another option." She gave the hacker a weak smile, "Don't worry we won't let them take you, no matter what."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Skye muttered as Simmons left the room.

Shifting slightly Skye pulled the pads that connected the heart monitor to her stomach, for the first time noticing the large bruise that ran across her abdomen. She carefully placed a hand on her stomach, "I'm sorry baby, you tried to tell me something was wrong and I didn't listen, I promise I'll try better."

Suddenly the door to the lab opened and Skye gave a half smile as the rest of the team spilled into the lab, "Hey, guys, are you here to spring me?"

Coulson smiled, "Simmons says you're on bed rest for the foreseeable future, so you're not going anywhere."

"But Simmons said I could rest in my room," Skye wined, "This bench is uncomfortable."

Coulson turned to Simmons, "Did you say she could leave?"

Simmons looked a little guilty, "I may have told her that as long as one of you carried her and she didn't walk there then she could rest in her own bed."

Skye smiled at Coulson, "I believe Trip was specifically mentioned," Pulling off the last of the wires, Skye turned to Trip and held out her arms, "So if you don't mind…"

Trip looked at Simmons and Coulson and when they both nodded he moved over to Skye carefully the hacker into his arms.

As Trip carried her upstairs Skye smiled, "If you drop me I'll sue."

Trip just smiled. Once in the room Skye and Simmons shared he carefully lowered Skye into her own bed, "Better?" He asked.

Skye smiled and nodded, "Yeah. Thanks."

The others had followed the hacker and specialist upstairs. Skye smiled at the concern on their faces, "I'm fine. Stop worrying about me."

Coulson looked down at Skye, "We'd stopped worrying if you stopped putting yourself in danger." He sighed, "What were you thinking? Running away is bad enough but running away in the middle of a storm is just plain stupid."

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," Skye mumbled.

"Skye…" Simmons sighed.

"Can we just agree I was stupid and move on?" Skye sighed, she saw the way the team looked at her, "Can I just have some time alone please?"

Coulson looked around at the team but nodded, "Okay. Call if you need anything."

"Thanks," Skye smiled weakly, "Can I talk to Simmons for a second?"

Simmons looked a little shocked but smiled, "Sure."

The rest of the team shuffled out of the room. Leaving Skye and Simmons alone.

Before Simmons could speak Skye did, shifting slightly in her bed, "Where is it?"

Simmons crossed her arms, "Where's what?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Skye snapped, "You would have been the one to undress me, meaning you were the one that found it and seeing as Coulson didn't ask me about it I'm guessing you didn't tell him." She sighed, "So I ask again, where is it?"

Simmons reached into her pocket and pulled out the phone. She passed it to Skye, "What are you doing with a phone?"

"I haven't done anything," Skye shrugged, "It's just in case." Simmons looked doubtful so Skye continued, "Check the call and text log if you want. I haven't done anything. It's an in case of emergency kind of thing and I thought running away was an emergency. If I got far enough way I was going to call and let you all know I was okay."

"You're not a spy?" Simmons asked.

Skye smiled, "No,"

"You're sure?"

"Positive." Skye assured.

"In case of emergency?" Simmons asked.

"Yes," Skye answered simply.

"You promise?"

"I promise," Skye answered.

"Get some rest and I won't tell Coulson," Simmons glared down at Skye.

Skye smiled, "Thanks."

"Bed rest for at least a week, preferably two" Simmons ordered.

"Yes ma'am."

Simmons nodded, "I'll let you rest then."

"Thanks."

Simmons left the room silently, leaving Skye alone in bed.

Knowing that calling Ward was a bad idea Skye sent a simple message instead, We r OK.

There was an instant reply, R u sure?

Skye smiled, even from a distance Skye could sense Ward's concern, Bed rest 4 2 wks. Light duty after.

Ward replied quickly again, No more visits.

Skye sighed before replying, she saw it as an order but answered it as a question, Being watched like a hawk. Before Ward could reply again Skye sent another message, Simmons found phone.

Does she know? Ward asked.

No, Skye text simply.

Sif? Ward asked.

Back in 3 months, Skye texted back, wondering if it was actually true or if the Asgardians would still come for her in the morning despite Simmons' warning.

We'll think of something, Ward replied quickly. When Skye didn't answer quickly he sent another message, R u sure u r both ok?

We will b, Skye answered.

How can I help?

Skye knew what she wanted to say, that she wanted him here with her and given her and the baby's condition Ward would probably come but she wasn't sure he was actually ready to come back or that the team was ready to have him back, especially as the father of her child.

I'll let u know.