Right. This is long overdue. I am a massive Skitz shipper, as you must be, if you are reading this.

Every chapter of this collection will correspond to a letter of the Alphabet. So there will be 26. For now.

I would like to thank Caitlin51 for giving me the assurance that there are other Slitz fans out in the AoS universe. And yeah.

I would love reviews! I love reviews XD And I'm taking requests for drabbles, if you want anything in particular.

But for now... This is set after the Season 1 finale. Obviously AU.

A is for Admittance

"Please don't leave." Skye murmured, clutching his hand and stroking back a few curls off his forehead. "Please, Leo, please just do this for me."

Leo didn't answer. To be honest, Skye didn't expect him to. From what the doctor had said to her, to the whole team, Leopold Fitz had been underwater, without any oxygen, for long enough that he might...

He might...

Not wake up again.

As soon as she had a chance, Skye had ran, with Couson, and Triplett, and May, to Fitz's bedside.

The face of the young engineer, so pale and slack, lying in the starched bed with the crisp white sheets that smelled like detergent, made Skye's mind and blood boil.

How fucking dare him.

Ward.

The bastard.

She would crush his fucking skull.

Skye had been so wrong about everything, she thought that Grant Ward was her love, the man that gave her what she wanted, even if she didn't need it.

Not the engineer. Not the man that was too soft to admit his feelings to Skye. The man that was locked in the lab with Simmonds, half of a team.

As she sat by his bed, detecting the smell of Leo's cologne (some kind of Scottish scent), Skye remembered.

The time.

The times.

"Are you okay?"

Skye looked up suddenly, meeting Jemma's eyes in shocked silence. Then she nodded, once up, once down.

The young scientist walked further into the room, looking at the slack face of her best friend with sadness in her eyes. "He said." Jemma began, in a thick and choked voice, brushing what suspiciously looked like tears away from her eyes. "He said, before we... Before the crate blew, that he loves you Skye."

"I know." Skye answered hollowly.

"Not just like that." Jemma continued, tears leaking again, too fast for her to mop up. "He loves you, Skye."

Skye let out a sob, curling her knees up to her chest and clutching Leo's hand harder than ever. She thought that he squeezed back for a second, but then the illusion was gone and she was back with his limp, cold, empty body.

Breathing. But he wasn't there.

"I love you too." Skye sobbed, feeling Jemma place a hand on her shoulder. "God, Leopold Fitz, I love you too..."