A/N: I just couldn't resist placing it in my Haylie/Ada verse. I hope it's okay :)

Couple's Costumes

Seeing Skye sitting cross-legged on the bed with the open laptop in front of her as he comes out of the bathroom in the evening is not a strange sight by far; most nights when they don't share a shower, this is how he finds her. And yet, there's something in her posture tonight that makes him ask, "What are you doing?"

Hearing his voice, Skye looks up – her gaze darkens a bit as she takes him in, still a little wet, clad in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist –, and says, almost nonchalantly, "I'm looking for Halloween costumes for us," and then she is back to her search.

Now, normally he wouldn't think much of it – Skye is seemingly always on the Internet, looking for something – but the word us catches his attention, making his throat tighten, because as much as he loves her, putting on some silly couple's costume for the occasion of what, in his opinion, is the most immature holiday, is not high on his list of priorities.

Due to how busy they were this time a year ago, with setting up the Playground and everything, he was spared of this, all of this – no celebration, no party, no costumes. At first he thought it would be the case this year as well. Then of course Fitz or Hunter or some other genius came up with the idea that they should at least have a party to boost team morale, and of course Skye backed them up. But still, it seemed like he could escape the couple's costume, as Skye said she'd find something sexy to wear just for him – which was completely okay with him.

Of course she had to change her mind…

"I thought you already had the costume picked out," he says cautiously, going for the soft approach.

Skye makes a face and gives a little, negating sound without looking at him.

"I did. But it simply doesn't feel appropriate anymore. I just don't want to dress slutty… now."

Grant lets out a resigned sigh, but can't stop the soft, barely-there smile from appearing on his face, because he knows exactly what she is talking about.

She is pregnant – it was completely unexpected, and terribly ill-timed, but damn, they are having a baby. And although it is not noticeable yet – she is barely seven weeks along –, he understands where her sudden change of mind is coming from.

Running his fingers through his still damp hair, he gently shakes his head, then walks to the bed.

"Scoot over," he tells her, then settles down next to her when she makes room for him. "What do you have in mind?"

She smiles brilliantly at him.

"Something not too flashy or even sexy, but something witty. Something that would make people smile?" She explains. "And I think I've found something. Look," she says, clicking on something. "What do you think?"

Looking at the picture that pops up on the screen, he swallows. Hard.

"It's… something," he forces out. "It's rather suggestive," he adds after a second.

The costumes themselves are rather simple, and not sexy in the conventional sense, he'll give her that, but… Oh, come on!

Her big find is a big rectangular… something for the woman, almost like an oversized dress, black in color with the print of two power outlets on the front – one over the breasts, the other over the hip area. The costume's other half is, naturally, the plug – simple black pants and a black shirt, but with a white, box-like thing, imitating a plug, right over the groin (that, plus some cord added for good measure).

Not exactly his dream Halloween costume.

"Yeah, I know. That's why I like it – and it's really fitting, don't you think?" she asks, looking at him, smiling. "And it's funny. I like it."

There's a kind of finality in her voice he doesn't exactly like.

"Are you really sure? I mean, there must be other great costumes out there…" he tries to reason with her, reaching for the touchpad to click on something else, but Skye grabs his wrist.

"Grant," she mewls, suddenly almost overselling it. "I really, really like it." Then she places her hand on her still flat stomach, caressing it gently. Oh, no – she's not going to play that card… "And I'm carrying your child."

Yes, she does play that card.

Grant takes a deep breath and hangs his head, defeated.

"Okay," he gives in. "Let's do this. But only because I love you. Both of you."

"Aw," Skye coos, rising to her knees and leaning close to him so she can plant a kiss on his cheek. "Who would have thought that you'd turn out to be a complete softy?" The second kiss lands on his mouth, and the laptop and the ridiculous costume are soon forgotten (but not as much as he could escape wearing it).

(He is not amused when he finds out during the party that it was all a bet between Skye and Lance to see if she could get him wear the most outrageous costume she can find.)