A/N: So, I know I said that you'd love this scene...you'll love the start. I kind of got carried away with the story line and...yeah.

I couldn't reply to any of the reviews on the last chapter for whatever reason, so I'm answering them now.
annavale23 - Of course it was aww-worthy :) That's the point of fluff, and I really needed it. And, yeah. She's not as scared of herself when there's hardly anyone else around.
changingdestiny40 - I'm still on the rocks with Skye meeting Jiaying, and with the plotline I've organised, I really don't want Skye suffering too much with her powers for too long. They have work to do.

Kara watched in awe as Skye tested out her ability. She stood with her arms stretched out for balance, her eyes closed and slowly, a glorious smile spread over her face.

"How do you feel?" she asked after a minute.

"Incredible." Skye breathed, opening her eyes. "I can feel everything, and it's like the bees just fade away."

Kara grinned. "Can you tell the difference between things?"

"Trees and grass are easy. But the really small things like the flowers in the grass are kinda hard to pick out." Skye replied as she lowered her arms. Standing up straighter, she looked around to her left. "There's a cabin over that way." She said, pointing. "It's small, though."

"I don't think Grant intended it to be for more than himself." Kara suggested as she walked over to Skye. "It's not like Garrett stayed here, right?"

"Maybe, but he would have to be here enough to have Grant trust him."

"True." Kara mused. Both she and Skye moved towards where Skye said the cabin was, taking in the scenery as they went. It wasn't too far, and the women emerged from the cover of the trees to see the small shack, falling apart from neglect and the elements.

"Kara." Skye said seriously, stopping at once. "Is that a skeleton?"

Kara stopped as well, looking at the steps in front of the cabin. "Yeah…of a dog, I think." She moved closer, crouching down next to it. "Poor thing was shot."

"Where?" Skye asked, crouching next to Kara.

"In the chest, most likely." Kara looked at Skye. "Shot and left to suffer." She whispered in a horrified voice.

Something clicked in Skye's head. "Kara, you don't think that maybe this was Grant's dog?"

Kara frowned. "I don't think he mentioned having a dog."

"Well, it's on Grant's cabin, and it just looks like it's lying there. Not like it was shot here."

"So it got shot, and limped back here?" Kara raised an eyebrow.

"It came here because this is its home. And then he couldn't go anywhere, and Grant wasn't here to help." Skye looked next to the steps and noticed something metal, half-buried in the dirt. "What's this?" she muttered, pulling it out.

"A dog tag?" Kara questioned.

Skye turned the tag over and brushed off the layer of filth. "'Buddy'" she read. "That definitely sounds like something Grant would name his dog."

"You should take that to him." Kara said, nodding in the direction of Grant. "If this is really his dog, we should make it easy on him."

"Okay." Skye stood. "You should check out what needs fixing in there." She pointed at the cabin as Kara also stood. "Maybe we can enlarge it, if it's too small for the three of us." Waiting until Kara nodded her assent, Skye then moved back the way she came.