A/N: And on with the plot! This is starting to build towards one of the major turning points in the story, so pay attention! :)
Thank you to Maddison1803, annavale23 and LJ717 for your reviews! Maddison1803 on the guest reviews - you'll see a lot more why Skye didn't want the painkillers, and it's more than just triggering more pain.
Grant made no more stops during the drive to Wyoming, aside from the necessary ones at nearby petrol stations. Kara fell asleep a few miles out from Omaha, but he woke her up just outside of Lincoln to take over the driving. It wasn't long before he fell asleep too, stretched out on the backseat.
When he woke up, Kara and Skye were talking quietly in the front. The faint noises he made while sitting up drew Skye's attention away from her conversation with Kara.
"Evening." She said softly, smiling.
Glancing out the window to a very late dusk, Grant slumped against the left car door. "Where are we?"
"Nearing the Nebraska-Wyoming Border." Kara answered, keeping her gaze on the darkened road ahead.
"You slept a long time." Skye observed as Grant stiffened in surprise.
"Why didn't you wake me before now?" he demanded.
"You needed to sleep!" she replied, a little indignant. "We are obliged to take care of you too, you know."
"But I–"
"How about we all leave this conversation until we've arrived in that place that Grant wants to take us to…" she trailed off, insinuating that Grant fill in the missing information. With a sigh, he complied.
"Yellowstone."
Skye twisted around in her seat, staring at him. "You have a safe house in Yellowstone Park?"
"It's not really the mountain herself, it's more in the acres of wilderness just north of it."
"Aaaand why do you have a safe house there?"
"I built a cabin there when I was seventeen. Lived in it for a few years with Buddy." He kept his sentences short, hoping to answer enough of her questions to dissuade more from being asked.
No such luck.
"You lived on your own in the woods for three years?"
Grant privately cursed, not wanting to open up so much, but knowing that Skye would never truly understand until she had satisfactory information. "Five."
"Five years?!" both Kara and Skye shrieked. Grant winced at the shrill pitch.
"Yes."
"Why?" they chorused again.
"Garrett." He said simply, in an effort to put off the rest of the conversation. It did…for a few moments.
"We have a lot to discuss." Kara said quietly. Skye sat back in her seat, but Grant watched her reaction carefully. Her brows were pinched together, like she was working through a difficult and stubborn firewall. She didn't look angry, though her curiosity about him seemed to be piqued. Grant groaned internally.
Great.