Skyeward Oneshot

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"Ward..." Skye says as he packs his bag to go on the level 8 mission.

"Skye, look I've explained this to you! I'm level 8 now, and this mission is for level 8 only. There's no talking me out of this." Ward says sternly, clearly wanting nothing to do with this conversation.

"I know, but... "

"Goodbye Skye. I'll see you soon." Ward says, getting on the bus.

"Ok." Skye said sadly, still having a funny feeling about this mission. She watched the bus pull away, and she turned around to see Simmons working at her computer.

"Simmons, can I talk to you?"

"Of course Skye!" Simmons said, with that hint of British accent.

"I have a bad feeling about this mission. I know it's level 8 and all and I just became level one, but I want to know more. I'm just really worried." Simmons shot her look that resembled 'ohh you love ward!'

"A-about Couslon and Ward and May of course." Skye quickly covered up her mistake.

"I'll see what I can do. Come on. I'll go find Fitz."

After what seemed like hours of waiting, Fitzimons came out and showed her a computer.

"Everything seems to be in order. Extraction team, backup, all weapons are in place. Everything's okay, Skye. Don't worry." Fitz said.

"Ok.. Thanks guys." Skye muttered

--

Two days had passed since the team had any contact with Coulson or Ward or May. Skye had started to worry a lot, because Coulson promised to stay in contact.

"Look, Skye, I'm sure that they have a perfectly good explanation for not contacting." Fitz said. But Skye wasnt convinced. She packed her bag and got into her van. She was going to find Ward.

And Coulson... Obviously.

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Skye drove as fast as she could, dodging cars and trees. No contact for two days. Something was wrong. She wondered how long it was going to take the others to realize she was missing. Suddenly, her bracelet buzzed.

"Curse this damn thing." Skye muttered. She looked down to turn it off, realizing it was telling her she was too far from the team.

"How do I turn this thing off?!" She yelled to herself. She looked up, seeing a large pine tree in front of her.

"No no no no no!" She screamed. She closed her eyes and braced herself for impact. She felt a large crash and then she was upside down. The car was flipping over. Time seemed to slow down and only not thought came to he mind.

"I'm sorry, Ward." And then her world went black.

--

Skye woke up to the smell fire. The car was on fire... But she was alive. Somehow. Oh God, Skye was in the fire. She was still in the car.

"Ward..." Skye muttered. She crawled out of the flaming car, coughing and wheezing. That's when she looked up realizing where she was.

"This is only three miles from base. Wards only three miles away." She said to herself.

Walking three miles seemed easy, but after just being in a car crash and she was going in and out of consciousness, it was a bit hard.

That's when she saw Coulson. No, she couldn't let him see her, he would just make her go back or kick her out or something. Sure, he would be mad, but she had to make sure he was okay.

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