Facing Your Destiny [Book 2]: A Grant Ward FanFic

Chapter 8 - Brotherly Love

The Things we Bury.

Taylor and Grant were waiting at their childhood home for Christian to arrive. Once they saw his car they hid themselves until the car came to a stop.

"Time to have your fun." He whispered to her. She smirked and snuck up to the car. She shoved the head of one of the guards into the window next to Christian knocking the pane of glass out and shattering Christian with glass. Her hand grabs Christian's chest and he is thrown out of the vehicle by Taylor. He rolls down a small hill and comes to a rest, looking up at Taylor and Grant. "Hey, big brother. Heard you were looking for me." He opens his arms wide and gives Christian a smile.

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They start walking down to the woods they played in as kids, Christian trailing behind them. His hands tied together, as he rambled on nervously.

"Okay. Are we going to talk or just go camping? Look, I don't know what HYDRA hopes to achieve but I'm sure you and I can come up with a better plan than kidnapping a Senator." Christian says. Taylor scoffs. Every few steps Grant pushes against Christian, keeping him moving.

"HYDRA doesn't care about you." Grant stated.

"And they care about you? Have they protected you? Because I was the one who got you out of SHIELD." Grant grabs his arm with a grimace of anger.

"To have him executed. A public trial, your face all over it." Taylor spat.

"Is that what you think?" He asks. Grant shoves him hard into an opening in the woods. "If I hadn't brokered that deal and did the speech Mr. Coulson wanted me to on TV, would we be out here now? You're free because of me."

"I'm free because of Taylor after that well... I fought my way out." Grant explained.

"Through how many? The four men I had on detail?" He points out. Grant, once again, grabs his arm and continues him walking.

"Keep going, I'm enjoying this." Taylor told him.

"Enjoying what?" He asked.

"Watching you work." Taylor replied.

"I'm– I'm trying to have an honest conversation. Okay, one second I think I'm gonna be meeting Anna and the next thing I know you two are just dragging me through the dirt." He explains.

"Changing tactics, using my name, mentioning your wife. We used to fall for all your tricks." Grant spat.

"That is not how I think, Grant! That's how you think." He exclaimed.

"And now you're turning it back on me." He shoves Christian to keep him moving forward.

"That's good old Christian for you." Taylor comments. "You take after your mother."

"Listen to yourselves! Just listen to yourselves!" He exclaims. He stops walking again pointing a finger at the two of them. "You twist every act and blame it on somebody else! Mom and dad were terrible, but they didn't put the match in your hand when you burnt down that damn house! And I didn't squeeze the trigger when you killed all those people!" Ward stares at him a moment breathing heavily then shakes his head.

"No. It is my fault. I let you all hollow me out–" Grant started. Taylor shakes her head at this.

"You know that's not your fault Grant, don't blame yourself for that." She told him. Christian scoffs at this, rolling his eyes and looking away from Ward.

"Spare the non-apology, I'm a senator." Christian told them.

"For now. If I had it my way you wouldn't've even lasted this long." Taylor smirked as Christian's face paled a little.

"I take responsibility for my actions, Christian." Grant walks past him to a clearing just head. "Now it's your turn."

"What are you...?" He turns to watch Grant walk to a tree and pick up a shovel leaning against it. He digs the spade into the ground and gives a nervous looking Christian a grin. "The Well." He starts breathing very heavily looking around, almost as if looking for hope Taylor just shrugs. "You still blame me for the Well." With his grin still in place Grant nods to Christian. "We both know that it was you who nearly killed Thomas down there."

"Do you sleep better telling yourself that?" Taylor asks.

"You know, I don't know what crazy lies that you have built up all these years, but the well doesn't even exist anymore." Christian tells them. Ward takes the shovel out of the ground, still smiling. "It's gone. Mom and dad buried it."

"Oh, no. They just covered it up." Grant throws the shovel to Christian's feet; he looks from the shovel back up to Grant. Taylor cut his restraints with her powers making Christian very confused.