A/N: I know I meant to have a chapter up yesterday, but I never got around to writing it. I'll try to have another one up by late afternoon. This one isn't so fluffy as I intended it to be.
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Skye had been growing more and more nervous with each passing mile. Ever since Kara had mentioned the ease with which S.H.I.E.L.D. had found them in the middle of the Wyoming wilderness, she been increasingly worried that Simmons had tagged her when the scientist injected the serum into her bloodstream.
Kara had fallen asleep in the back seat an hour ago, so the only one to notice her change in demeanour was Grant.
"Skye." he murmured, careful to not wake Kara. "What are you worried about?"
Skye clenched her jaw before answering in the same quiet tone. "Nothing."
"Skye." he said more firmly. "You've been tensing up for the past couple of hours, and you keep twisting your fingers around each other." Despite herself, Skye glanced down, only confirming what Grant had said. "What's wrong?"
"I just…" her voice trembled. "I'm scared that Simmons did more than try to take away–" she stopped before she rambled on. Grant looked at her curiously.
"What did Simmons try to take away?"
"Um…oh Kara saw anyway…" she whispered. "She tried to take away my powers. There. I said it."
Grant stayed silent.
"And now you think I'm crazy."
"No." Grant hurried to prove otherwise. He laughed, but it sounded a little forced. "Skye, we live in a world where suddenly everyone know that aliens exist. Some of them were Norse gods. Some of the artefacts we found pulled old memories to the surface, while others read DNA and kill you if you're not what it's looking for. You discovering powers…it's not that far-fetched."
Skye turned her head to face him, trying to read the expressions on his face. "Are you mad?"
"Of course I'm mad." He gritted his teeth as he said this.
"Why?" she asked, thoroughly confused.
"Because you didn't tell me this from the beginning!"
Skye's jaw dropped in shock. "You said yourself that I could take my time in telling you what had happened!"
"That was when I thought that you ran because it was something you did! That I can understand. Why would I jump to the conclusion that you ran because of what you are? Because that was a really stupid move, Skye!"
"What?" she breathed, tears glistening in her eyes. In the back seat, Kara stirred, but wisely didn't move a muscle. "You-you want me to go back?" she stuttered out as the tears rolled down her cheeks.
"What's the point of running from something that's always with you?"
"I ran from what Simmons had become, not from what I am!" she yelled. "I went to you because you were the only person I could turn to!"
"So you could trust me with your life, but you couldn't trust me with that?" Grant scoffed. "That really fills me with joy."
"The last people to find out tried to destroy me!" Skye screamed in his face. Furious, she lifted up her shirt so both Grant and Kara could see the wound on her torso. "I was in agony, and I thought they were trying to make me die! So I cut myself open to make it go faster, and they just tried to stitch it up! That's when I ran!"
Trying to rein in his anger, Grant gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. "If you were trying to die, why did you let Kara stitch your wound?"
Spitefully, Skye spat out her next words. "I don't know."
This time, Grant had to grit his teeth to control the waves of fury. "So you didn't tell us because you thought we were like them? Like S.H.I.E.L.D.? They've made it very clear that I'm not one of them anymore."
Skye slumped back in her seat, her anger evaporating as her weariness from earlier returned. "No. I trust you more than I do them." She swallowed her fear down as another thought came to her. "But even if you want me to leave, I can't go back to them."
Breathing out slowly, Grant waited several moments before quietly answering. "I don't want you to leave, Skye. I just want you to trust me. And I want to trust you."