Skye's P.O.V.
May didn't question Silk's burst of Rio. I wasn't quite sure whether or not it was the loss of Coulson or the respect May had for our new team member. As much as I don't like the flirting going on, she's a really good agent. Silk sauntered over to where Ward and I were, "you all just get into mess after mess don't you." "Life of an Agent. It's never boring. Well, at least not for long." Ward shot back at her with a semi-sarcastic tone. "Good thing I'm here to keep you in check." Silk booped his nose. I pursed my lips, who boops a nose? Like I said, good agent, not necessarily a humble person.
"You keep us in check?" Ward chuckled. "Oh please. I dare to remind you specific exploits." She gasped, eyes wide, "you promised never to bring it up." He put his hands up in surrender, "alright, alright. Never again. Unless I have to." I love that smirk; I hate it when it's toward her. She winked and strolled through the doorway, out of sight.
"She booped your nose." Ward turned his head, "sorry, what?" I said that out loud, I am the smoothest person on this plane, "she booped your nose..." Ward rubbed his temple, "Skye, it's not that type of thing. It's more-" He hesitated, "more of a brother/sister thing." I rolled my eyes, "are you sure? I'm not quite sure she's aware of that."
Ward's sigh bounced off the metal walls, "Skye." "Yes?" Maybe I was imagining things, but Malem's phrase repeated itself in my mind. "Vale mea amicis!" I'm not even sure what language it was. "Skye?" "Skye!" The last thing I remember is Ward reaching for me as my eyes closed.
Ward's P.O.V.
"Skye!" Her eyelids snapped shut and she fell to the floor. Her head didn't hit the ground, but a thud shook the floor. My mind is having difficulty processing everything. Skye's jealous of Silk. Silk is flirting with me? Vale mea amicis? Latin. Goodbye my friends. Why? What happened to Skye?
"One question at a time Ward." I picked Skye up and carried her out to FitzSimmons. "Explain." I don't want anything to happen to her. The worst last memory would be fighting with her. My voice wavered, "please."
Skye's P.O.V
"Hello? I don't have time for this! I was in a very heated argument. Well, what could be a heated argument."
"Skye! Darling! I haven't gotten the chance to properly talk with you. It's very nice that the smooth girl had figured out my little hint! But how would you get the chance to impress Muscles after the Scot had wowed everyone!"
Malem stepped out of the blackness.
"You have an issue with over-dramatizing everything."
"I don't see it as a problem. More of," he smiled, "well, drama! No one wants a boring mastermind! They're always mad or have funny hair. Now you see, I have to be eloquent, precise, powerful." "But then again, I don't need to be physically powerful, I have my powers of course."
"You're so scrawny I could take you without your powers."
"My dear, why you can't hurt me right now. Of course this whole thing is because of my powers."
Dangit. He can get into your mind. No one is safe.
"Brilliant Skye! Excellent conclusion! Everyone has their weaknesses though. Their limits. The one thing that holds them back."
"What do you want?"
"Straight to the point! I like that!" He held up a miniature model of a colorful float.
"Parade floats. Aren't they just wonderful things when they're alive. Well, what do they do during their period of waiting. Waiting to be useful and beautiful again? Do they rot and die? Are they just waiting?"
"I'm done with you Malem."
"Fine. Suit yourself. I'm quite excellent company." He snapped his fingers.
Ward's P.O.V.
Skye opened her eyes. "Malem's a jerk. Are we still heading to Rio?" Simmons nodded yes. "i just had a visit with Malem." She sighed, "I have a hunch. Where do they store the big parade floats when they aren't being used?" Fitz typed something into his tablet, "a couple of lots. We could probably do some undercover work to figure it out." The duo left to go talk to May and Silk about the updates.
"Are you ok?" "I'm fine." She frowned, "Ward. He can get to us. We aren't safe. None of our minds. He can infiltrate our thoughts." I added this to the list of things to process, "Skye, everyone has a weakness."
Author's Note:
Sorry for not have updated in forever! I'm planning every Saturday to update from now on. Anyway, would anyone be interested in an OC by me to be in the story? I have an idea but I would need a character. If anyone's interested, I'll put details in the next chapter.
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Fanfiction"I'm here, if you, want to talk" After the whole staff incident, Ward couldn't get those words out of his head. Neither could Skye. He wanted to talk to her. She wanted to comfort him. And maybe, just maybe, they could have a little talk.
