It was three days after the Skye was injected with the GH-325 and she was still in the coma. There was no way to know when it would break. Coulson sat there everyday, refusing to leave until she woke up. May wasn't as worried as he was. But then again she didn't know exactly what was in that drug. And he didn't plan on telling her.

It was a quiet three days on the BUS. SHIELD didn't assign them any missions (thanks to Fury). No one realized how much energy Skye brought to the bus until she wasn't there. It was tough. All anyone wanted was Skye to wake up and get better.

During the years that Skye was lost and he and May stopped seeing each other, Coulson would get pretty lonely. Somedays he would come home from work to an empty apartment and wish for someone to be there with him. So much that he even tried to make it work with a cellist he met on a mission. Sure that made him happy but it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to be with Daisy and Melinda. When ever he felt lonely or lost he would look at a picture of the three of them. It reminded him of a time in his life that he was happy.

So that's what he did while he was at Skye's bedside. He look through pictures on his tablet of him and May playing with their baby. Every once and a while he would look at Skye and it would remind him that a lot has changed since those pictures were taken.

He stumbled across a picture of the three of them during Christmas. Skye was wearing a cute little red onesie that said, 'My First Christmas', and had a picture of Rudolph under the letters. Coulson was holding Skye on his lap while they watched May open Skye's presents. Skye was smiling and waving her arms up in the air.

'Such a happy baby.', Coulson thought.

"Hey dad."

His eyes shot off the tablet and saw Skye awake and looking back at him. He put the tablet on her bed and went up to hug her.

"Thank God you're awake. I thought I lost you again.", there were tears in his eyes.

"Nope I'm right here. Wherever we are.", she looked around the room and out the window.

Coulson pulled out his phone and texted May that Skye was awake. Skye was looking around the room looking confused.

"Skye? Are you ok? What's the last thing you remember."

"Um.. I was in the basement with Quinn and Mike."

"And then..."

"Mike put on a robotic leg. And then Quinn-", she paused and her face overcame with confusion.

"What happened next, Skye?"

"Quinn shot me. He shot me in the stomach. Twice. I was bleeding out."

"Yeah. That happened."

"Why am I alive. How is this possible?"

"That's a long story Skye, we'll explain later. How do you feel?"

"I feel fine. A little confused and achy but considering I was shot twice, I feel fine."

"Good."

"How long has it been?"

"Five days."

She let everything sink in. And all of a sudden she was the same old Skye.

"Is that me?", she said looking at the tablet sitting at the edge of her bed.

"Yeah, that's your first Christmas.", he said as he handed the tablet to her.

She smiled and looked at it for a while.

"What was in the box?"

"It was that Scooby-Doo van. It was your favorite."

"How surprising, my favorite toy as a kid was a van.", she said sarcastically.

May rushed down the stairs and into the med pod.

"Oh hey mom."

May didn't say anything. She just walked straight up to Skye and gave her a huge hug.

"Melinda I was just showing Skye her first Christmas."

She wiped away a few tears and let out a few laughs.

"Oh yeah, Santa got you a toy van."

"Look at her, Melinda, she was so cute."

"Um excuse me, I still am. And look at you guys. I look just like you, mom."

"You do. Phil, look at you. So much hair."

He put his hand on his head.

"Yeah I miss that."

Simmons walked in tapping in some data onto her tablet. She looked up and found the three of them laughing.

"Oh hey Skye! I didn't think it was possible but you've broken your record for oversleeping."

"I don't know, I'm feeling pretty tired I think I can go a little longer.", they all laughed and Fitz rushed in.

"What's-Whats going on. Oh hey, Skye, you're awake. Thank god."

Fitz was bend over out of breath.

"Fitz, why did you run in here?"

"Well- I heard people making noise. And I came just in case it there was something wrong."

"Why would something be wrong just because there was noise?", Skye asked.

"It's been pretty quiet on the bus these past few days with out you.", Coulson said.

"Yeah, turns out nothing's the same without the entire team here."

"Speaking of the entire team, where's Grant?"

The team look around at each other to see who would answer the question. Coulson gave in.

"Ward's at the hub right now with Garrett, he'll be back tonight."

"Ok, just one thing: who's Garrett?"

The rest of the day was pretty boring; for Skye anyway. Everyone finally convinced Coulson to go take a shower and sleep in a normal bed, May said she had to do some work in her bunk but everyone knew she was going in that shower with Coulson, and Fitz and Simmons stayed with Skye to run some tests on her blood and to make sure she doesn't get out of her bed.

But suddenly, she wasn't so bored.

"Simmons, I'm tired of peeing in a bowl can't I just get up for that?"

"No, you're still not completely healed yet."

"Uggh."

"You've always been a stubborn one.", said a voice from behind Simmons.

"Grant-"

He walked over to her and went straight in for a long, deep kiss- which made Fitz and Simmons very uncomfortable. So they left to give them some privacy.

"I must look terrible, Simmons won't even bring me a mirror."

"I've seen worse."

"Wow thanks."

"No I mean, you look better then when you were dying."

"Swinging and a-missing, Grant."

"It's great to see you better. You have no idea how scared I was."

"I heard you beat up Quinn."

"Yeah. I was out of control. I never should've done that."

"No you were right to do that. I never should've gone down there, alone."

"Hey. There's no point in doing that now. You were brave. Thanks to you every S.H.I.E.L.D agent in the country knows Mike Peterson's alive."

"You tell them about his magic leg?"

"I didn't call it that, but yes. Agent Garrett's running point on Mike. He thinks he's apart of some project called Deathlock."

"He looked like death. You should've... He wouldn't even look at me. They did something too him. He needs help."

"He's past help. He was there with you Skye- he could've protected you. He let this happen to you. And I'll never forgive that."

She could tell he was getting worked up so she held his hand.

"Well- I need to better protect myself. So, when Simmons gives the all-clear we can start training?"

"We'll ease you back into it."

"No. I wanna train harder. Next time I don't wanna depend on some miracle drug to save me."

"Ok. You got it.", he leaned in for a hug. "Skye? I love you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. When I saw you bleeding out I thought you were gonna die thinking I didn't-"

"Grant- I love you too."

To be Hydra... or not to be Hydra. That is the question.

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