A/N: So, if you read the description and the categories and all that jazz, you'd probably be able to guess where this is going. But if you don't, then have fun figuring it out as you go along. And to bellapaige88, I can totally understand your review don't worry, and all of your questions I'm going to answer soon, or you can go look at my Avengers fic if you need answers RIGHT NOW.

Skye was speechless. She finally saw what she had dreamed of but also what gave her nightmares. Ward was here, alive, and lethally attractive. He had his back to the window, working the punching bag, and Skye didn't know if she wanted him to turn around or stay oblivious to Skye watching him.

He did eventually turn around, and stare directly at the window. He paused right where he was, his mouth slightly open, with the faint expression of shock, but like always his face was almost impossible to read. He stood staring at Skye until he looked slightly to his right at Gwyneth.

Gwyneth pressed a button on the wall next to her, and it lit up with a golden light. "Hey Grant." She spoke calmly in a regular voice, even though the window had to be sound proof for Ward not to initially hear them.

Ward allowed the smallest of smiles to be drawn on his face as he looked down at his wrapped hands, which had spots of red on the fabric he used to wrap them. "Hey Gwyneth. What's going on?" He spoke carefully, and slowly, as if to not to say the wrong thing. His face was high, just like when Skye had accused him of having something to do with her getting shot.

Gwyneth let out a slight laugh. "If I need to tell you then you must have hit yourself on that bag."

Ward ran a hand through his hair. He looked directly at Skye, and his voice was still high, but this time more quiet. "Skye...I-".

Skye gave a tiny smile and looked down at her shoes.

Ward walked toward the window, until he was directly in front of Skye. "I am so sorry for everything and anything that happened."

"Ward," Gwyneth interjected bluntly, "please keep in mind that everyone in this room can hear you right now. If you two want to talk, or whatever the hell you two want to do, I would recommend Skye go in the room with you so no one outside can hear. I can also turn the screen on so no one can see, but you know the terms of that, right?"

Ward looked at Gwyneth and grinned a bit. "I know the terms, Gwyneth, but if Skye wants to, I would appreciate it."

Skye looked at Gwyneth, confused. "What are the terms?"

"I can make that room sound proof from the outside, as well as the window blacked out so no one out here can see in, or see out, but I have to be in the room with Grant while that is happening."

Skye thought for a moment. No one would see or hear them, except Gwyneth. They could talk, and if needed, she could best him up, without anyone else there. She nodded her head. "Okay. I'll do that."

Ward's grin became even bigger, as he watched Gwyneth lead Skye to the door that allowed access to Ward's room. Once they got in, Gwyneth swiped her bracelet over a scanner and a red light above the door turned on, the cameras in the room went dead, and the window turned black.

"Okay," Gwyneth said, once the window was completely black, "you're officially invisible to everyone and everything outside this room." She pulled a chair from the table near her. "Go do whatever you two want to do, and I'll be here if someone throws a punch."

Skye looked at Gwyneth. "And he can't lie?"

Gwyneth looked up at Ward. "Not with that lie detector in." She spoke very calmly and bluntly.

Skye took a step towards Ward. "What's your name?"

Ward smiled at her. "Grant Ward."

Skye stayed were she was."What was your job with Hydra?"

"I was a spy trained for long term undercover missions to get information and report it back to Garrett."

"What did you tell him about the team?"

"Everything that I knew. Anything that I could find, except sleeping with May, and my relationship with you. He knew that I had feelings for you, but I never said any details of it."

"Throughout the time that we were on the team together, what part of us was a lie?" Tears started welling up in her eyes, but she refused to let them come out. Not in front of him, not know, not here.

"None of the time I spent with you. Anything about me or my family, any time I ever expressed my feelings for you, when we kissed, none of that was a lie." He took a step forward then paused. "Skye, I never lied to you." He fell down grunting in pain.

"Liar." Gwyneth chimed in with a singsong voice.

Ward regained his footing and stood up again. "Okay fine, let me rephrase that. I never once pretended emotion for you. Anything I told you that I felt, or anything that happened before you...you know, let me die from a heart attack."

"Okay, but in my defense, you didn't permanently die. You came back. Plus, you had just told me me that nothing was personal and the whole betrayal thing."

Ward smiled. Neither of them had moved any more, both standing completely still. Skye had gotten her watering eyes almost under control.

"What are you thinking right now?" She said, trying to regain her composure.

"I'm thinking," Ward said slowly and lovingly, taking a single step towards her, so they were about ten feet away from each other, "that I haven't seen you since you threw a punch at me and then May attacked me. I'm thinking that I haven't been able to see or hear you in more months than I would care for. I'm thinking about the last time we kissed, and even though you were only doing it so I wouldn't know you knew that I was a spy, it was still the most passionate and amazing thing I had ever felt, excluding the time you kissed me in the closet. I'm thinking about that, and thinking of how much I want to do it again, and how much restraint it's taking to not walk up to you and hold you by the waist and kiss you for eternity."

"Ward," Skye said sweetly while taking a step forward, "try to condense it for me."

"Skye," Ward said, taking another step closer so they were only five feet apart, "I love you. I always have and I can guarantee you I always will."

Skye's vision started getting blurry. She looked down, putting her hand to her face, trying to keep from crying. She pushed her eyelids shut, concentrating on keeping calm, when she felt a finger on her chin.

The finger lifted her chin up to see Ward up close. He looked at her worried and placed his hand on her cheek, cupping it in comfort. Skye closed her eyes as he moved his thumb under her eye, wiping a tear away. He held her face with his other hand as well.

Skye looked down, then back up at him, smiling through her tears. "Grant," she said softly, "I love you too."

Wards face grew a smile, ear to ear, as he leaned in and kissed her. It was a soft kiss, but Skye immediately responded and kissed him back.

After a few seconds, they pulled back for air, both wearing the widest smiles imaginable. Ward ran a hand over her hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You have no idea how long I've been imagining this moment, and how many different scenarios I've played out in my head."

"How does this compare to your imagination?" Skye asked.

"This, right here, you," he rubbed his hands up and down her forearms, "wins by a landslide." He kissed her forehead again, and murmured into her hair. "You are so beautiful Skye."

Skye looked up to meet Ward's eyes, then raised herself up to kiss him. It was slow and sweet, but at the same time passionate and demanding. Skye slipped her arms around his neck, efficiently pulling him down to her while her hands went to his hair. Ward grabbed her hips and pulled her to him so their bodies were pressed together.

They eventually came up for air, but didn't let go of each other. Ward's hands had moved from Skye's hips to her lower back, keeping her pressed up against him so their chests, stomachs and thighs were touching. Skye could feel his muscles through his shirt and was not upset about it.

"I love you Skye," Ward said quietly, "and I would never dream of doing anything that would hurt you. I hope you know that."

Skye looked him in the eye, then rested her head on his shoulder. He moved one of his hands higher on her back, and put his chin on the top of her head, starting a slight sway back and forth. Skye was more relaxed and comfortable, until they hear someone clear their throat.

They broke away from each other, looking in the direction of the noise, which of course was Gwyneth standing up with her arms crossed.

"Listen," she said, with the same attitude as her father, "you two? Super adorable, I mean, you're cute together. I get it, and from what I'm getting from you two, your story is pretty romantic, and you two making out I'm sure is fun for you, but I really don't want you two to go any further, and I know you two were about to. You do that when I'm not around. But that aside, Coulson needs you two in the hallway."

Ward raised his eyebrows. "How do you know that? No one can see or hear us."

"Well, Grant, I know this might scare you, but there's this thing called texting," she put air quotes around texting, "and it's a way for people to talk to each other without having to see or hear them."

"Ha ha Gwyneth." Ward said dryly.

Gwyneth gestured towards the door for them to go into the hallway, and they did without putting up a fight.