A/N: So here's the next update! Some of Kara's motives are starting to be explored here, but she won't be revealing all just yet. Also, next chapter, some of the physical aspects of Skye's sufferings show themselves.

A HUGE thank you to the reviewers, Maddison1803, icewitch73 and Bebe558! May the rest of you review as well! :)

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Grant walked through the door of the motel room, seeing Skye still sitting on the end of the bed. Kara was seated next to her with her arms wrapped around the younger agent's shoulders. Low murmurings could be heard as Kara spoke softly, words of comfort leaving her lips. Grant cleared his throat, not wanting to intrude on a private moment, and both women's heads snapped up.

"I got you some stuff, Skye." Grant said, walking slowly towards her while holding the bag out to her.

Timidly, Skye reached out and took hold of the bags, her fingers slightly brushing Grant's as he released it. "Thank you." she whispered almost hoarsely. Grant nodded once in reply, but Skye wasn't looking.

"What did you get for her?" Kara asked curiously, phrasing her question carefully. Skye flinched and lowered the bag without even bothering to check the contents.

The muscles around Grant's eyes tightened in anger. Has Coulson been manipulating you? he wanted to ask, but instead answered Kara's query, hoping to add a semblance of normality to Skye's shaken up life. "Some shampoo and conditioner, face wash and soap. Enough to last a while...and some outfits."

A couple of heartbeats passed before Skye raised the bag up high enough to sit it on her lap and Grant let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. Kara shifted on her spot on the bed to give Skye a little more space as the woman pulled out a dark, knee-length dress with black lace around the hem and collar. Digging her hand into the neckline, she found the tag, claiming the dress as a product of Forever 21. He got me a new dress...she thought, somewhat astonished.

She glanced up at him, only to find that he was gazing down at her, a slightly hopeful smile pulling up the corners of his mouth. Quickly, she ducked her head, placed the dress to the side and rummaged around in the bag again. This time, she pulled out a modest cotton nightie. The word beauty was embroidered in cursive over the chest, and Skye nearly smiled.

Kara, meanwhile, smiled smugly when she saw the nightie and looked knowingly up at Grant. He shrugged in reply and Kara turned her focus back to Skye. "Do you want to have a shower now?"

Skye looked up from the nightie, where she was just staring at the word sewn onto the fabric, and nodded, then suddenly looked apprehensive. "Could you..." she didn't know how to ask.

"Help?" Kara continued. Skye nodded again. "Of course." Standing up, she took Skye's left hand in one of her own, and the bag of items in the other, leading her towards the small bathroom. "Do you want to keep those clothes?"

Skye shook her head, not saying anything.

"Okay." Kara glanced back at her with a comforting smile as they crossed the threshold into the bathroom. She closed the door behind them, but not before mouthing "You'll thank me later." to Grant.

He just heaved a sigh, not sure how he was feeling about all of this.

How am I supposed to move on when she's here?