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Chapter 58 – Run

After the fire and the pain the first thing Skye feels is the pressure on her hand and the voice pulling her back into the light. However even in the light there was pain, not as much as she recalled but it was still there, everything below her waist ached and everything above it stung. Although she was aware of what was going on around her Skye couldn't quite bring herself to open her eyes, not yet, not when she wasn't entirely sure what she would be opening them to. Before the pain, before the fire, Skye remembered fear, fear for herself but mostly fear for her baby, the fear that she might lose it and Skye wasn't sure she could live with herself if she lost her baby, their baby. Just lying there Skye couldn't feel the baby move and at thirty four weeks it should be moving almost constantly. Skye didn't want to open her eyes and have someone tell her she'd lost the baby, Skye wasn't sure she could take it.

Skye felt the pressure on her hand again, "I know you're awake, Skye." It was Ward, "I've spent way too many mornings trying to get you out of bed, so I can tell when you're faking it." Despite the joke Skye could hear the worry in his voice.

"No," Skye groaned, still refusing to open her eyes, "You can't be here."

Skye felt the pressure on her hand again, "Where else would I be?"

Skye finally opened her eyes, wondering exactly where here was. The room was white and it was a room Skye had never been in before, she wasn't in the house or the base and she certainly wasn't on the Bus.

Seeing the panic on the hacker's face Ward placed both his hands over Skye's, "Hey," He assured, "It's okay."

Skye turned her head, wincing as the action caused pain to shoot up the side of her neck. However it wasn't pain in her eyes as she looked at the man sitting next to her bed, it was fear, "The baby?"

Ward smiled, he actually smiled, "He's fine."

"He?" Skye asked, slightly confused. She shifted slightly, causing her to wince again.

"Hey," Ward said, standing up he placed a hand on the hacker's shoulder, "You were hurt pretty bad in the explosion and you just had a baby. You shouldn't be moving."

Skye's head was spinning, she didn't quite comprehend what Ward was saying, "Had the baby? I don't… I can't…"

Ward smiled softly, "It's okay." He took a step back, letting Skye see the plastic crib that had been concealed by his body, "See, you're both okay."

The plastic of the crib was see through and Skye could see the tiny baby asleep inside, the blue blanket reminded her of what Ward had said, it was a boy. She had a little boy.

Skye struggled into a sitting position, ignoring Ward's attempts to keep her lying down by the look she gave him probably would have sent May running so the specialist took a step back and let Skye get into a more comfortable position sitting in the bed.

Skye's eyes never left her son, "Can I hold him?"

Ward frowned and nodded at Skye's arms.

For the first time Skye looked herself over, although nothing seemed broken both her arms were bandaged. Her right arm was only bandaged from wrist to elbow, no doubt why Ward had chosen that hand to hold and shoulder to squeeze. Skye's left arm, however, was bandaged from wrist to should and there was even gauze stretching up her neck, no doubt the reason it hurt when she'd turned to face Ward. Skye had a flash of memory, of throwing her arms up to protect herself and the baby from fire and shrapnel, she flinched at the memory and shook her head to send it away.

Skye eyed Ward now, "I don't care if it hurts me, I need to know he's okay."

"Skye…" Ward sighed.

Skye smiled, "Do you really think you're going to win this argument, Grant. I want to hold my son, are you going to pass him to me or do I have to get out of this bed?"

Ward sighed again, knowing there was no way he was going to win this argument, "He's sleeping, do you know how long it took to make that happen?"

Skye smiled again, shifting slightly, this time managing to hold back a wince, "Then maybe you shouldn't wake him."

Ward smiled slightly and shook his head. Turning around he carefully picked his son up, the little boy squirmed in Ward's arms but didn't wake up. Carefully perching himself on the edge of the bed. Ward smiled at Skye, "Ready?"

Skye just nodded, eyes never leaving the bundle in Ward's arms.

Carefully Ward placed the sleeping baby in Skye's arms. The hacker hid a wince at the sudden pressure on her bandaged arms but said nothing, not wanting to give Ward a reason to take the sleeping child from her arm.

Skye couldn't keep the smile off her face as looked down at her sleeping son, she only just managed to keep the tears in, "He's so small," She looked up at Ward, "Are you sure he's okay?"

Ward shifted so he was sitting on the bed next to Skye, "He's fine, the doctors here have spent the last week making sure of that."

Skye couldn't hide her shock, "A week? I've been out for a week?"

"Hey, it's okay," Ward assured, placing a kiss on Skye's head, "You're okay." He pulled back a bit, so he could look down at Skye, "What do you remember?"

Skye blinked several time, then returned her attention to her sleeping son. It was a couple of seconds before she spoke, "Not much. I was waiting outside, I was going to surprise you. You called, you were so scared and I didn't understand." She paused for a second before continuing, "Then there was a fire and… and… I don't remember anything else." She looked up at Ward, "The team doesn't know I'm here, do they?"

Ward shifted on the bed, looking away from Skye, "What makes you say that?"

"I'm not an idiot, Grant," Skye sighed, "There is no way in a million years Coulson would leave you here with me, alone. And there is no way in hell May would have left you with the ability to stand up. Even if you had told them the truth."

Ward sighed, still not looking at Skye, "I had to save you," He suddenly looked at his son sleeping in Skye's arms, "Both of you. I had to get you out of there. I had no way of contacting Coulson and there wasn't time to wait for anyone to come back, you needed help."

Skye's eyes returned to the baby who was squirming in his sleep, "They think I'm dead, don't they?"

Ward shrugged, "It's been a week and they wouldn't have found anything." He paused briefly before continuing, "I'll get you back to them. It might take a while but I'll get you back to them, I promise."

"What if you don't?" Skye said softly, so softly in fact that Ward almost didn't hear her.

Ward's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "What?"

"What if we let them think I'm dead?" Skye sighed, "If they do maybe everyone else will too. Maybe our son will have the chance of a normal life." Looking up the hacker saw the look on Ward's face, "But you already thought of that. You just didn't want to be the one to suggest it."

Ward nodded weakly, "I didn't want to be the one to suggest that you give up your family." He sighed, "Besides it wasn't exactly my idea." Seeing the confusion on Skye's face Ward pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, "Three days ago a woman, and I quote 'right out of the history pages' left this note at the front desk for you."

Skye shifted so that she could hold the baby and take the note from Ward. She read it three times to make sure:

The world believes you dead.

As does Odin.

The time to run is now.

S.

Skye raised an eyebrow, "Sif?"

"I think so," Ward replied simply, "She did say she would find a way to keep you out of Odin's hands."

"And you think she blew up a house to convince him we were dead?" Skye asked.

Ward shook his head, "No. I think she just took advantage of the situation."

"Do you know who did do it?"

Ward shrugged, "I have an idea." He didn't expand on that and Skye wasn't going to push him on it, not today.

The baby started to wake up, squirming in Skye's arms and with the bandages Skye began to find it difficult to hold him.

Seeing the hacker's trouble Ward reached for the child, "Here, let me."

Skye let Ward take her son from her arms, tears came to her eyes, "I can't even hold my son, Grant. I'm a horrible mother."

Carefully placing the baby back in his crib Ward turned back to Skye, "You are going to be a great mum, Skye. Once you're better you're never going to let him go."

Skye smiled weakly, "You still suck at comforting, Robot."

Ward returned the weak smile, "But you have to admit that I'm getting better."

"Relatively," Skye agreed, shifting so she could look at her son the hacker sighed, "He needs a name."

Ward smiled, "It would probably help." He turned back to look down at the baby, who was now awake and starring up at his father, Ward sighed, "Any ideas?"

"Yeah," Skye said softly, "I'm just not sure you're going to like it."

Ward turned back to Skye, "I'm going to love any name you choose."

"Andrew," Skye said softly.

Ward raised an eyebrow, "Any particular reason?"

Skye shook her head, careful not to strain her neck, "That's kind of the point. He needs a name all his own."

Ward smiled, "I can understand that." He paused, "Why didn't you think I would like it?"

Skye shifted again, "It was more of the middle name I was worried about," She paused, waiting for Ward to say something, when he just raised an eyebrow again and waited Skye sighed and continued, "Phillip."

"After Coulson?" Ward asked, Skye just nodded and Ward shrugged, "I have no problem with that."

"Really?" Skye was surprised.

"Yeah," Ward sighed, looking down at his son he smiled, "Andrew Phillip, yeah, I think we can live with that."

"Andrew Phillip Ward," Skye corrected.

Ward was shocked, he turned back to Skye, "You really want him to have my name?"

Skye almost laughed, "It's better than Poots." Then he froze realizing what she just admitted.

Ward actually did laugh, "Poots? Did you just finally tell me your last name?"

"Yes," Skye snapped, "And you are never going to mention it again, okay?"

If it was any other person Ward would have argued but for Skye he agreed, "Okay."

There was silence for a minute before Skye spoke, "What do you think?"

"About his name?" Ward asked, "I already…"

"No," Skye interrupted, "About running? You're the specialist, what's your professional opinion?"

"It all depends?" Ward replied.

"On?"

"On whether or not the entire world really does think you're dead," Ward answered, "If even a single person thinks you survived and continues to look for you, they could draw attention."

Skye sighed, "You're talking about my father."

"Odin had thought you dead before," Ward shrugged, "Until Sir started looking for you again. If Sir does know you're alive you and Andrew are safer with the team."

Skye hid a smile when Ward used their son's name, "And if Sir thinks we died in the fire?"

"Then we're safer on our own."

"And do what?" Skye asked, "Run for the rest of our lives?"

Ward shook his head, "Running draws attention. If someone is looking for you their first stop will be Coulson, so we settle down as far away from them as we can get. Try to live a normal life."

"Normal?" Skye almost laughed, "And where exactly do we get that?"

Ward shrugged, "I don't know, not yet. Coulson's in New York at the moment. If he stays there we are safer either here in Australia or somewhere in Europe."

Skye was shocked, "Coulson's in New York?"

Ward winced, he hadn't meant that information to just slip out, "Yeah. Romanoff called."

"Natasha called you? Why?" Skye asked, actually surprised.

"Wondering what happened to you," Ward shrugged, "Apparently Coulson and the others aren't talking."

Skye sat up a little straighter, "Did you tell her I was alive?"

"No," Ward stated simply, he gave no explanation and Skye didn't ask for one.

Skye sighed, "If we're going to run when would we have to leave?"

"As soon as possible," Ward replied, "You're here under a fake name but we're still close to the base for my liking."

"Now?" Skye asked.

"Can you walk?" Ward asked, a small smile touched his lips.

"I'm not sure," Skye replied.

"Then we can wait," Ward shrugged, "Another day or two shouldn't hurt."

Skye was about to say something when Ward's phone began to ring. The specialist pulled it out of his pocket but didn't answer it.

"Who is it?" Skye asked as the phone continued to ring.

"No idea," Ward replied, "I told Fury to get lost days ago and I doubt Romanoff would call back so soon."

"Are you going to answer it?" Skye asked.

"Might as well," Ward shrugged, "Hello."

"Do you know how much trouble I went through to get this number, boy?" A familiar voice growled down the phone.

"Sir," Ward growled back.

Skye closed her eyes and groaned. So much for running.

Author's Note: Extra long chapter, you're welcome.

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