A/N: Hey, so another update pretty quick! I had the idea for this chapter last night, I was just way too tired to figure it all out. In this scene, Skye's trying to come to be brave about what happened to her, but struggles so Kara steps in with some wisdom for her. Plus, concerned!Grant :)

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Skye looked down at her body and back up at Kara. "I'm sorry."

Kara shook her head. "Skye, you have nothing to be sorry for. Why are you apologising?"

Skye's jaw worked as though she was going to say something, but before she could, a knocking cut through the verbal silence.

"Kara? Skye? What's happened? What's going on?" Grant's voice could be heard through the door, sounding more panicked with every word he uttered.

Quickly, Kara moved to place a hand to the door in case he tried to come in without being allowed. Looking at Skye, she gave her a questioning look and mouthed Do you want him to know?

The younger woman flicked her eyes away.

He's gonna find out sooner or later. A tiny voice in the back of her mind piped up.

I'd rather it be later. A larger part of her replied firmly.

Think about it, he's already worried about you. The tiny voice countered smugly. And you're arguing with yourself.

Skye sighed. She was really going to have to work on her indecisiveness.

"He doesn't have to, you know." Kara pulled Skye from her thoughts. "We can keep this between us."

"I don't have to what? Kara, it better not be serious!" Grant tried rattling the doorknob, but Kara was holding it tightly.

His concern solidified Skye's decision. "Let him in." she said quietly.

"Are you sure?"

Skye nodded. Kara opened the door a crack and began speaking to Grant in low tones, their voices too hushed to be heard clearly. Not that Skye was trying.

"Skye?" Grant said softly, stepping into the bathroom, his eyes widening as he saw what had caused Kara to be so shocked. "Jesus, Skye. Who did this to you?"

Skye's torso had a nasty long cut that stretched from the ribcage under her left breast to her right hipbone. It didn't look fresh, and the wound was stitched but poorly done. Blood seemed to have oozed out and dried in clots or tracks on her skin, and the entire area was inflamed.

Kara's eyes flicked to look at the inside of Skye's elbows and saw that the veins that usually have a blue hue were bright red, and webbed their way along the skin more than normal. How did I not notice that before? she scolded herself.

Skye let out a half-hearted huff of amusement. "Technically, I guess I did."

Grant and Kara raised their eyebrows in disbelief.

"It was an accident, anyway." Skye continued to mumble.

Her face creased in sympathy, Kara moved to turn the shower off and closed the glass door. At the questioning looks of the other two, she explained. "We need to get that cut disinfected and sewn up properly before we do anything else." Grant nodded and exited the room, leaving the door open behind him. "As for getting you clean," she continued to Skye. "I think a sponge bath is in order. It'll be gentler on your skin and we need to be careful not to get any more gunk in that wound." She gestured with her head towards the discussed mark.

"Okay." Skye managed to say, wrestling with her disappointment. It must've shown on her face, because Kara was suddenly standing in front of her.

"Skye, please don't think that we're horrified because we think less of you. We're horrified because whoever caused this to happen to you just left you to suffer it."

When Skye merely shifted on the spot, her gaze cast downwards, she tried again.

"Skye, look at me."

A pair of haunted brown eyes raised themselves to hers.

"You know who gave me this scar?"

"May."

"May." Kara agreed. "She knew I was brainwashed, and she didn't care. Not then, not now. You know what Whitehall did when the Hydra soldiers brought Bakshi and I back?"

Skye shook her head, too appalled at Kara's mistreatment to speak.

"Nothing. Told me I should've done better. That I deserved what I got for my failure."

"That's..." Skye searched for the word. "Awful."

"Yeah. And I believed him. I punished myself. But the only person who cared about me, who wanted to help me...was Grant. He didn't care about my scar, but not like May and Whitehall. He isn't cruel."

"He accepted you as a person." Skye whispered.

"Scar and all."

"I've got med supplies." Grant called from the main room.

"Come on. Let's go get you healed." Kara said, moving to the open door.