A/N: Soooo, a Kara/Ward conversation, and Skye shows us just how much the events she's been through have haunted her.

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Skye lay in a restless sleep, tossing and turning, yet always curled up in a tight ball. Grant sat in one of the few chairs in the room, worry slowly morphing into panic with each breathless pant of fear that Skye uttered. Trying to ease the feeling of helplessness that came with it, he refocused on the woman in the other seat, who was switching her gaze from one person to the next.

"Why did you tell her that there may be a chance for us?" he said, his voice hoarse with his distress.

Kara fixed her gaze on him, and tilted her head to the side, contemplating how to answer. "Because I believe so." She said simply.

Grant bounced his right leg in irritation, jaw clenching as he looked away and back again. "Why?" he demanded after a few moments. "How?"

"Grant, everyone knows that you love her. Some may believe that you only think so and that this is all some crazy obsession, but…" she paused, half for effect and half to give him time to calmly process what she was doing. "I saw the way you looked at her in San Juan. Both before and after Raina dropped that bombshell, you just–"

"Had no reason to hide it any more." Grant finished with a scoff. "Yeah, I did love her."

"Did?"

He gave her a flat stare. "I tried to help her, and she almost literally shot me in the back. Not really much of an incentive to keep going after that."

Kara's expression showed she wasn't in the mood for sullen declarations of mistrust. "Grant, how did you feel about Skye when you chose Garrett over her? And the team?"

"I don't want to go into det–"

"Answer me." She bit out, almost harshly. Grant glared, and refused. Sighing in angry frustration, she leaned forward. "I'm not going to sit here and listen to you ramble on about how she abused your trust when she had given you no reason to do so for months while you were in that vault. You broke her heart when she found out, and by doing so, broke the trust she had for you. Before that, had you given her any reason for her not to trust you? That she knew about, Grant. Don't give me that look." She quickly added as he opened his mouth. "You asked me why I thought that you two need to give each other a chance, and I'm trying to give you the best possible answer that I can."

"You've come out of your brainwashing pretty well."

"Don't change the subject."

Grant swallowed. "I don't know how I felt." Kara raised her eyebrows. "It's wasn't something I tried to delve into, it could've made Skye more of a target. Compromising my ability to do my job."

Keeping her eyes locked with his, Kara tilted her head forward. Go on, she seemed to say.

"Okay, maybe I loved her then as well."

A smug smirk settling onto her face, Kara sat back and looked back to Skye, who had gone quite still.

"With what you said, before we nabbed Bakshi," Grant started again. "Do you no longer want that?" He wasn't looking at her, as though afraid of what her answer would be.

"I don't think that us being together in that context is going to be of any benefit to either of us." Kara replied after some thought. "You were the first person to treat me like a human being in a long time, and I jumped for something I craved. Plus, you were still reeling after San Juan, so I think that's why you said that it was a possibility." She shook her head. "But at the end of the day, you love her, not me. And she's the one who loves you, not me."

"She loves me?" he nearly whispered, bemused.

"She wouldn't have fallen in love with you after your betrayal." Kara explained, raising her pointer finger in the air. "She wouldn't have fallen for you in the months since San Juan." She raised her thumb next. "I mean, look at her. She fucking broken. The only possible reason for her to have gone searching for you when she has no hope, is that she has one last powerful motivator left."

"Love."

"Love." Kara agreed.

"You have an uncanny knack for understanding people, you know that?" Grant said after a heartbeat, not denying the half amused smile that appeared.

Kara let out a short laugh. "Have you forgotten already? No one who is no longer in love with the person who's hurt them as badly as you have each other, displays the kind of behaviour that I witnessed only half an hour ago."

Before Grant could answer, Skye scrambled off the bed in a wild panic, screaming herself to consciousness.