A/N: Y'all are probably gonna hate me for this chapter! But anyway...enjoy!
The four of them ran up to the supply closet door.
Grant anxiously tried the door knob, to find that it was indeed locked and there was no key to it.
"Locked...Skye?" He asked, looking at the brunette, who sighed and pulled a bobby pin out of her long hair, bending down to pick the lock.
"We're in." She said, hearing the lock click open as she forced the door open with ease. The room was dark, dark enough that they could just barely see the shipment in the dim light that came from the open window. It gave them enough light to see a young woman tied to a chair.
Skye rushed forward to untie the woman, who's blue eyes widened.
"Thought you'd never see me again, huh?" She asked, smirking as Agent Ward untied Rikki's hands.
"Skye? You have to get out of here!"
"Not until we get you out." She said, nodding to Leo and Jemma, who hastily put the shipment on a cart that just so happened to be in there, and wheeled the boxes out.
"No, you don't understand. I'm in here because of you!" Rikki exclaimed, brushing a strand of her black hair out of her pale face, her blue eyes wide with fear.
"What are you talking about?" Grant asked, looking at the woman.
"The reason that HYDRA took me hostage is because they need Skye! It's a trap!" She said, standing up and gasping when she saw a group of men in the doorway.
"Well, Skye. Long time no see." One of the men said.
"Marco, it's definitely been awhile." She said, backing up with Grant towards the open window, moving to stand precariously on the ledge, nodding to Rikki who had made her way to the doorway, allowing the other woman to flee without being noticed.
"You know him?" Grant asked.
Skye shrugged.
"I may or may not have dated him in highschool."
Marco sighed, rolling his bright green eyes, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of his face.
"Yes, and you broke my heart. That's not the reason I want you, however. The leader wants you, someone of the rising tide, who can hack with ease."
"Oh really? And when he's through with her? That's right, he'll just kill her when he gets what he wants." Grant said, moving to get down from the window sill.
"No, there's too many to take down on your own." She said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Well, what do you expect me to do?" Grant said, staring at her in disbelief.
Skye peered out the open window, twenty stories below.
"Jump." She ordered, allowing for Agent Ward to give her an; are you fucking kidding me? Look.
The twenty-one-year-old rolled her eyes and elbowed him out the window, quickly following after him.
Marco and his men ran over and found no trace of them.
"After them!" He ordered, running out after the guards.
Meanwhile, Skye and Grant were hanging from a ledge five stories below.
"Nice plan, Skye, now what do you suppose we do?"
Skye thought for a moment.
"Remember when I first started training and I was complaining about doing pull ups?" She asked, and started to pull herself up unto the ledge.
Grant just stared at her in shock.
"The one time you listen, are you serious?"
Skye rolled her eyes.
"Very. Now come on, better get started on those pull ups." She said, already nearing the window that they had fallen out of, only for her hand to slip.
Skye fell, only for the Agent to grab her hand in the knick of time, allowing for him to climb ahead of her after making sure she had a firm grip on the ledge next to him.
Agent Ward was the first to reach the window, helping Skye up as he climbed through the opening onto solid ground.
"That was a close one. You should listen more often." Grant said.
Skye smiled in response, until her brown eyes widened.
"Grant, look out!" She shouted in alarm.
Grant turned and fired three bullets towards the open doorway as a silver dagger wizzed past him.
The other man dropped to the ground, dead.
"Grant." Skye choked, causing him to turn around at how weak she sounded.
The Agents eyes widened as he saw his girlfriend clutching the knife that was lodged deeply in her stomach.
A/N: I know, y'all probably hate me now! Please review :)