Agents of S.H.I.E..L.D Imagines {CLOSED}

She Was My World (A Ward Imagine)

"Ward!" I hear Y/N scream. I wasn't even registering what was happening. One second, I was at the super market getting fruit, and the next, I am on the floor and Y/N is shaking as bullets run through her.

"Nooo!" I catch her as her falls to the ground. My heart slams against my rib cage as I cradle her in my arms. Why didn't she put up her shield?

There's blood everywhere, there was nothing I could do to save her. "Baby?" I whimper. She starts to blink very slow and her breathing became shallow. "Y/N, please don't leave me," I hold her face in my hands and she says, "It.. hurts to breathe,"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I didn't see it. I failed you." "You didn't fail me, Ward. You made me happy, and you were the only one that kept me..." her head turns to the side and her lips grew blue as ice. "Sane," She says with her final breath.

Guilt weighs on my chest and I gently rock her in my arms. I felt her warmth slowly leave her body and I press my warm lips against her cold ones. There were people around me who were panicking and calling 911. The police were probably halfway down the street by now.

But honestly, I don't even care anymore. I presumed to hold her, even when the cops had guns pointed at my head. "Get on your knees and put your hands behind your head. We're giving you until the count of three," My hands are stained with her blood but I still brush her hairs away from her face.

"I will be with you soon, my love." I whisper to her—-

"I've got to hand it to you. Willing turning yourself in? Not something I pegged you to do." Coulson says as he walks down the stairs. I am in the same cell that I was in before Y/N broke me out.

"It didn't matter to me if I got caught. Nothing matters. I only asked for you because I knew you would be debating between killing me or taking me prisoner."
"Where's Y/N? Does she know that you are here?" "She is the reason why I'm here. She's dead. She died saving me." I wipe away the tears that escaped my eyes.

"And now, I have no reason to live. So please, just kill me. End the pain that I'm causing myself by trying to live without her." Agent Coulson merely stares at me with his hands linked. He waits a moment before saying, "I'm sorry. I wasn't aware of what happened."

"Just... kill me, Coulson. Please." I beg.

Third Person POV
"Is it bad that I kind of feel bad for him?" Daisy asks. "I wouldn't blame you if you did. He finally found someone he loved, and that was ripped away from him." Bobbi says.

"It's what he deserves," May says. "No one should ever have their love ripped away from them," Fitz says before looking to Jemma.

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Y/N's POV
I jolt awake and grab the nearest thing I could find, which was a cold rod. I glance around the room to notice that I am naked and on a cold, metal slab with a blue sheet covering my body. "What the hell?"

"Welcome back, Agent Y/L/N." I follow the voice to Nick Fury. "Nick?" I say in confusion.