Hey babes! I have a brand new story for all of you that I'm really excited to share. I honestly don't really know where this idea came from, it just popped into my head one day and I had to get it all down. I've been working on this for a while and I didn't want to post anything until I had it all written out so I could make sure my timeline was correct.

Anyway, in regards to the timeline of the show, basically season 3 doesn't happen with Hive and all that nonsense. There's still the Secret Warriors initiative and stuff, but no Hive and Malick and things like that. Also, at the end of season 2, instead of trying to get revenge on SHIELD and Bobbi, Ward and Kara leave SHIELD alone and go do their own thing. Everything else happens except for Bobbi being tortured and Kara dying and stuff.

This basically starts about a year-ish after season 2 ends, so July of 2016, making Skye 28, just in case anybody wants to know things like that.

*July*

The two-minute alarm on her cell phone reverberates off of the bathroom walls, pulling her out of her thoughts. She steps towards the counter, reaches out a shaking hand and grabs each of the four thin white plastic sticks, flipping them over one by one. She can feel the tears welling up in her eyes as those two pink lines on each stick mock her.
Lifting her head, she stares down her reflection in the mirror in front of her, her thoughts taking her back to that fateful night a month ago.

Making her way down the dingy motel hallway, she peers over her shoulder to make sure no one is following her. She looks back in front of her and continues her way down the hall, eyes darting back and forth, searching for the correct room.

Once she finds it, she stands in front of the door and quickly slides the room key through the lock. She twists the handle and pushes the door open, stepping foot into the dim light coming from the lamp on the other side of the room.

She barely has time to shut the door before a warm set of lips are attacking hers and two calloused hands are gripping at her hips, pulling the hem of her shirt free from its place tucked into the waistband of her jeans.

She reacts instantly, dropping the key card to the floor and letting her hands tangle in the man's short dark hair, tugging him closer.

He uses his body to push hers square against the door, trailing hot kisses down her neck, using his hands to start unbuttoning her shirt.

"You seem stressed," he presses a kiss to the valley between her breasts.

She shudders at the warmth against her skin. She grabs hold of his head and pulls his lips back up to hers, sucking his bottom lip between her teeth. "Bed," she says against his lips.

Without a second thought, he grabs her hips tightly in his hands and lifts her up, allowing her to wrap her legs tightly around his waist.

Their lips remain locked as he carries her over to the bed, dropping her down on her back onto the cheap mattress.

Reaching behind his body, he pulls his t-shirt off over his head, tossing it to the floor behind him.

His eyes darken as he watches her unbutton her shirt the rest of the way and pull it off, tossing it to the floor beside the bed.

"We don't have a whole lot of time," she reminds him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

A small smirk forming on his lips, he crawls onto the bed, leaving a trail of hot kisses up her body before finally capturing her lips in his once again.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she wipes at her eyes to keep the tears from falling and takes a few deep and calming breaths.

Picking all of the tests up off of the counter, she wraps them up in toilet paper before shoving them down to the bottom of the half full trashcan.

Turning around, she opens the door to the bathroom and steps out into the hallway, pulling her cell phone out of her back pocket. She opens the secure shell program she installed many months before and creates a new text message to the only number in the program We need to talk. It's important. Meet me at the motel.

She locks her phone and slides it back into her pocket as she makes her way down the long corridor towards Coulson's office.

Once she reaches the office, she lifts a fist to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Taking another deep breath, she pushes open the door and steps inside, shutting the door behind her.

Coulson looks up from his desk and gives her a tiny smile, "Skye, what can I do for you?"

She steps towards his desk, wringing her hands together nervously, "I, um, I actually just wanted to let you know that I'm going out and I'll be gone for a while. I have a friend that needs some help with something so I'm going to meet up with him in town."

"What friend?" he asks her, his brows furrowing.

"You don't know him," she replies without hesitation. "We were friends back at the orphanage and we got back in touch just a few months ago. He asked me for some help, so I'm going to go help him out."

Coulson nods his head, "Alright. Try not to be gone too long."

She nods, "Got it. Thanks." She turns and makes her way out of the office, taking a few steps away from the door and leaning against one of the walls.

Her phone buzzes in her pocket and she pulls it out and unlocks it to see a new message in the shell program. She opens it up and reads over the text Currently in the middle of something. I'll meet you there in a couple hours.

Good. I'm getting ready to leave right now. I'll wait for you there.

Sliding her phone back into her pocket, she pushes off of the wall and makes her way towards the garage.

Pacing back and forth across the carpet in the motel room with her arms crossed in front of her chest, Skye worries her bottom lip between her teeth.

She whips around when she hears the door opening. The man steps through and shuts the door tightly, letting out a huff of air.

"Alright," he says, sliding his brown leather jacket off and tossing it across a nearby chair, "I don't have a whole lot of time right now. But then again, that's never really been a problem for us," he smirks. He steps towards her and grabs her hips in his hands, pressing a kiss to her neck as he begins tugging her shirt out of her pants.

"Wait, stop. I have to tell you something," she says, her hands pushing on his shoulders.

"Tell me after," he responds, pulling away briefly before peppering kisses on her skin again.

"No, Ward, I have to te—I'm pregnant."

He stops kissing her neck and takes a step back, a blank look on his face. "What? You're...you're pregnant? Are you sure?"

She nods her head, "Yeah. And it's yours, obviously."

He breathes in deeply and runs a hand down his face. He looks at her, "Does anyone else know?"

She shakes her head. "I just found out before I came over here. But uh, but I don't think anyone else should find out."

He furrows his brows, "Why not?"

"Well, first of all, no one actually knows that we've been meeting up periodically for the last few months, let alone what we've been doing when we meet up. Second of all, almost everyone in SHIELD still hates you to some degree. I really don't think it'd go over too well if they found out I'm pregnant, let alone pregnant with your kid."

He nods his head, "Yeah, you're right. So uh, what do you want to do? Whatever you decide, I'll support you a hundred percent. There are a couple of different options, I think, for what to do next," he tells her. "Um, I guess you can think them all over and then when you—"

"I want to keep it."

He stares at her, "You want to what?"

"I want to keep it," she repeats, looking him straight in the eyes. She places both her hands on her still flat stomach, "I may have just barely found out about this baby, but I know that I want to keep it."

"Are you sure you want to?" he asks her.

She nods her head, "Definitely. There's no way I could get rid of this baby, that's not even an option here. And there's no way I'd risk having it go through what I went through growing up in the system. So I'm going to keep it."

"Okay." He shifts on his feet, "Um, can...am I allowed to be involved? Or I am just expected to leave you alone now and never speak to you again? I mean, it's not like we're actually together."

She looks at him for a moment before speaking, "I was actually thinking about all of that on the way over here and then while I was waiting for you. Even though we aren't really together, I think it'd be a good idea for you to be a part of this baby's life. And I want it to live with you...full time."

His breath hitches, "You...you want the baby to stay with me? Are you sure? I've never really been the paternal type."

She nods her head, "Yeah, I'm sure."

"You aren't afraid I'm going to corrupt the kid and implant ideas of world domination into its head?"

She shakes her head. "I trust you," she tells him.

He swallows thickly. "Okay, um, one of my safe houses is pretty close by; it's actually where I've been staying recently. It's not a huge place, but it's a decent enough size, I think, with a pretty good sized backyard so the kid can play out there when it's old enough. And I have plenty of money set aside so we don't have to worry about any of that right now."

She nods, "Good. And um, in about a month I'm going to come and stay with you, only until about a month after the baby is born. Then I'm going to go back to the base but I'll come by and visit the baby every once in a while."

He furrows his brows, "You aren't going to stay on the base while you're pregnant?"

She shakes her head, "No. I don't want anyone finding out about this, remember?"

He nods, "Right, okay. So I guess I'll just text you the address of my place and then once you're ready, you can come by."

She nods, "Yeah, okay. Sounds like a plan."

"Alright. So I guess I'll go and make sure things are ready for when you show up." He steps over to the chair and picks up his jacket, pulling it back on. He reaches for the doorknob and pulls the door open, stepping into the doorway. He looks over his shoulder at her and gives her a small smile, "And Skye, I know you probably still hate to some degree, but uh, I'm really looking forward to raising this baby with you."

"So am I," she gives him a small smile as well.

He nods his head once and then steps out into the hallway, closing the door tightly behind him.

*August*

"Going somewhere?"

Looking up from her duffel bag, Skye sees Lincoln standing in the doorway to her bunk. "Lincoln, hey," she gives him a tight smile. "What's up?" she turns back to her bag and continues packing it with different clothing items.

The Inhuman steps inside the room, "I was just walking by and saw you packing. Do we have a mission or something that you haven't told us about yet?"

She shakes her head, "No, I'm just taking some personal time off. I should be back in a few months." She zips up her bag and stands up straight, turning to face Lincoln, "Until I get back you and Mack are in charge of the team. Make sure everyone keeps up with their training and take them out every once in a while so they can all get some experience in the field, even if there's no action out there."

He nods his head, "Yeah, sure. And um, Skye," he steps forward, "I want you to know that I—"

"Lincoln, don't. Please."

He shakes his head, "Don't worry. I just want to say that even though things didn't work out between us for whatever reason, I really care about you. And you can always talk to me about anything."

She gives him a small smile, "Thank you, I really appreciate that. But there's nothing you can do about this, I promise. I'm just taking some long overdue vacation days. I'll be back soon."

He nods his head, "Okay. Have a safe trip, then."

"Thank you." She turns and picks up her bag, hoisting it up onto her shoulder as she makes her way out of her bunk, "I'll see you soon."

"Yeah," he smiles.

Skye gives him one last smile before making her way down the hallway. She pulls her phone out and opens up the shell program to shoot off a quick text I'm leaving now. Should be there in a couple hours.

Okay. Spare key is inside the hat of the gnome sitting in the front yard.

A gnome? Really, Ward?

It came with the house. Figured it'd be easier to just leave it there instead of wasting time trying to figure out what to do with it.

Alright, whatever your say. See you in a bit.

Yeah, see you.

Sliding her phone into her pocket, she opens the back door of one of the SUV's and tosses her bag inside. She shuts that door and then climbs inside the driver's side, turns over the ignition, and pulls out of the garage.

"Hello?" Skye calls into the house as she steps through the front door. "Ward?"

"Back here."

Skye drops her bag in the living room, setting her keys down on top of it, and continues her way through the house.

When she reaches the kitchen she finds Ward standing at the counter, making himself a sandwich.

"Hey," she says to him with a small smile.

He looks up at her and smiles, "Skye, hey. How was the drive over?"

"It was alright," she leans up against the counter.

"And how are you feeling?" he asks, gesturing with his head to her stomach.

Skye leans back and places a hand on her stomach, looking down at it, "Pretty okay." She looks back up at him, "I've only thrown up a few times while at the base. But I managed to just play it off as food poisoning or something like that." She leans forward against the counter, resting her forearms on top of it, "What are you making?"

"Just some lunch," he replies. "Do you want anything?"

She shakes her head, "No, I'm okay. I got some food on my way over."

"Was it junk food?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.

She shrugs, "Maybe. Why does it matter?"

"You're pregnant, Skye. You really should start watching what you eat."

She rolls her eyes, "I'm fine, so stop worrying."

"You're carrying my child, Skye; I'm not going to stop worrying until that baby arrives. Plus, you know how I feel about you," he adds offhandedly while looking back to his food.

She nods her head, "Yeah, I know." She takes a deep breath, "So, where's the bedroom?"

He looks up at her, "Down the hallway on the right. I figured you can take that room and then we can turn the other one into the nursery."

"Where are you going to sleep?" she asks him with furrowed brows.

He shrugs, "I'll just take the couch whenever you're here. And then I'll use the bedroom when you go back to the base."

She raises an eyebrow, "So for the next eight months you plan on sleeping on the couch every night?"

He shrugs again, "It's no big deal. I've had worse sleeping arrangements."

She nods, "I know. Which is why we're going to share one bedroom, and the other one will be turned into the nursery."

"Skye, I don't—"

"Relax, Ward. It's not that big of a deal. We've already seen each other naked, had sex, and you got me pregnant. I think sharing a bedroom for eight months, and then a few days at a time every few months, is the least of our worries right now."

He nods, "You're right. I'm sorry."

She gives him a small smile, "Don't be. Now, I am going to go unpack and then take a bath because I definitely need to relax right now. Running a team of Inhumans is not an easy feat."

"I can only imagine," he chuckles.

"It's been almost two full weeks since you left, I'm surprised no one has checked in with you yet," Ward says to Skye as he makes his way into the bedroom to get ready for bed.

Skye looks up at him from her place sitting up in the bed, her tablet propped up against her knees, "I'm honestly kind of a little surprised about that too. I was expecting somebody to have at least texted me by now to see if I'm okay. Especially Coulson or Lincoln."

"Who's Lincoln?" Ward asks, standing in the doorway of the closet, reaching into it to pull out a pair of sweats. "Wait, isn't he that guy that was with us when Coulson asked me to help rescue you?"

Skye nods, "Yeah. He's also an Inhuman on my team," she tells him. "We kind of had this…thing for a little while. It didn't last very long though; I broke it off before it ever really had the chance to go anywhere."

"Really?" he asks, removing his jeans and tossing them in the hamper. "How come?" He reaches for his sweats and pulls them on.

She shrugs, looking back down at her tablet, "No reason."

Ward shakes his head as he adjusts the sweats on his body and turns towards her, "No, I don't believe that for a minute. I think sometimes you forget how well I actually know you, Skye. If you ended things with this Lincoln guy, then there had to have been an actual reason for it."

Skye sighs and looks up at him, "It's because my heart wasn't fully in that relationship. I didn't tell him that though, I didn't actually give him a real, solid reason, because I know he would have told me that I just had to give it time. But I knew pretty early on that I'd never fully be able to give my heart to him. Not when part of it had already been taken by someone else," she looks down again.

"And who would this someone else be?"

She looks up to see him with a small smirk on his face. She gives a tiny smile and rolls her eyes, "Shut up."

He chuckles and moves towards the bed, sitting down on the edge of it next to her, "No, I think I like the fact that you couldn't be with him because deep down you love me," he smiles and leans closer to her.

"Whoa, I never said anything about love," she tells him sternly, pushing on his chest. "We are definitely not at that point right now; at least, I'm not. I just know for a fact that I couldn't fully commit to a relationship with Lincoln when I technically wasn't completely over you. And Lincoln's a really sweet guy; I couldn't do that to him."

Ward puts his hands in the air, "Hey, you don't hear me complaining about any of this." He puts his hands back down and smiles, "I mean, after all, you're having my baby and not this Lincoln guy's baby."

Skye smiles, placing a hand over her stomach, "That's right. And this baby is going to be very loved by the both of us."

"Most definitely," Grant smiles. "I'm promising you right now, Skye, that I'm going to do right by you and this baby. And I'm going to try my hardest to be a better parent than mine ever were."

"Well I'd say you're already off to a great start," Skye tells him.

He furrows his brows, "Really? Why?"

She smiles softly at him and reaches out to place her hand over his, "Because you're here and you care."

He smiles back, "And that's how it's always going to be."

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