Someone Will Love You, But Someone Isn't Me

Skye remembers hearing the saying 'betrayal never comes from your enemies, but from your loved ones' once, maybe in a movie or book as she was passing through. It hardly ever applied to her life, until the day Shield fell. From that day on the phrase stuck with her, a constant reminder of that awful day, it was like someone switched the Apocalypse button to 'on'.

She wakes to an empty bed because Ward left four days ago on an undercover up and neither of them have any idea when he'll be back. She showers after checking her phone, no new messages no emails from any co-workers asking to update a system or hack into a drive. Skye showers missing her husband, makes coffee and misses him even more. She's gotten better about him being on missions over the years but it's still not easy when he's gone.

Switching on the TV as she leans against the kitchen counter, Ward's shirt around her smelling strongly of him, Skye sips her coffee. The news pops up and at first it's all a blur of falling buildings and people running. Skye watches as the news anchor explains that Shield is under attack by Hydra, an organization believed to be long dead. She stands there not moving fear trailing up her spine, not understanding.

She watches as the US government denounces Shield, informing the public that the organization is on their own. Skye sees them claim Captain America is a wanted criminal, that Nick Fury is dead. Skye picks up her phone with shaking hands about to call Ward, Coulson or May, anyone she can trust. A message blinks on the screen saying to come into the Triskelion, Hydra probably assuming she wasn't aware of what was going on.

She can't think about how the only place she calls home has been destroyed right now, she just needs to see if the people she loves are safe. Ward doesn't pick up the phone neither does Fitz or Simmons, Coulson, nor May. What if they're in danger or, or what if they're hurt or dead? Skye almost let's the panic the fear over take her until she realizes maybe she can do something about it. If she can sneak into the Triskelion, maybe she can any remaining Shield agents out.

Slipping into auto pilot because she doesn't have time to think of the reality of this situation otherwise she'll curl into a ball and cry, she goes to the closet for a bullet proof vest, trying not to think about the fact that Ward is going to be so pissed when he finds out she's doing this, makes a note to get the gun and ICER he has hidden in the living room and kitchen, when her phone rings.

Heart in her stomach she nearly starts crying when Grant's number flashes across the screen. ''Grant?''

''Skye are you alright?'' She sighs in relief closing her eyes letting his voice wash over her, the love of her life is okay, he's alive.

''Oh my god baby please tell me you're safe, it's like World War Three over here''.

Ward pauses on the other line, she hears a muffled sound. ''Skye are you at home?''

''Yes. Ward I can't get a hold of Coulson or Fitzsimmons''.

''I'm sure they're fine. Skye I need you to listen to me''-

''Are you coming home? Where are you? I'm triyng not to freak out over here but what the actual hell is going on?''

Grant is not at all calm or put together like he probably looks. ''Skye''.

''Grant''-

''No matter what happens I need you to remember that I love you''.

''Ward what's-''

''There's no time to explain. You need to get somewhere safe alright? Don't move until I come find you''.

''Grant what's going on?''

She hears him take a deep breath, he pauses. ''I'm going to give you a set of coordinates and I need you to''-

Skye never does get to hear the rest of what he said.

Because their front door is suddenly kicked in and the small house is suddenly overwhelmed by men in tactical gear. Skye drops the phone moves to get the ICER hidden under the kitchen table, Fitz would be proud, when she's grabbed from behind and the rest of the world fades into nothing.

They must have knocked her out because the next time she wakes, there's something dark over her eyes. Feeling as if she's suffocating Skye tries to fight it, get what she assumes is the bag over her head, off. But she's not alone, someone, a male, curses loudly and strikes her across the face. Not being able to see is a problem of course, but whoever this man is is close enough for her to smell the blood and whiskey on his breath.

So blindly she kicks out and he cries in pain, cursing her again. Skye knows even being temporarily without sight, that this has to be Hydra. They kindnapped her, but why? She's not a high ranking agent, she's barely a blip on their radar. They have clearly overtaken Shield so it's not like they would need her to hack into anything.

''You do something like that again and I don't care what the order is to leave you unharmed, I will kill you''. The man says, spitting her general direction. Gross.

With ice in her bones Skye feels like perhaps this has something to do with Ward.

He's the best Shield has ever seen since the Black Widow, did they take her to get to him? Skye knows with every inch of her body that he will do whatever it takes to make sure she's safe, even turn himself in to be tortured or killed by these people. Suddenly more afraid for her husband than herself, Skye blinks back tears. When she was at the orphanage Skye had more faith than she does now, used to believe in a god of love.

She hasn't prayed in so many years but quietly to herself, Skye prays to whoever could be listening. That Ward is okay that he won't do anything stupid (that's futile wishing but still) that he will make it out of this alive, that Coulson, May, and Fitzsimmons are unharmed in safe place somewhere. After a few minutes her anxiety isn't any better but she's not freaking out, which is an improvement.

She's in a vehicle which stops eventually, juding by the soreness in her limbs they've probably been driving for a while. Two sets of hands drag her out, she falters a little when her bare feet touch sidewalk but they haul her up so she can walk. They pass through a door and then another, Skye feels the chill of the A.C. brush her bare legs. She's really wishing she was wearing more than Ward's dark grey Henley and underwear, it's not like she was expecting the freaking world to end, but still.

Skye feels vulnerable, exposed her skin is crawling with the gazes of however many men are with her. They take the bag off her head at first she's blinded by the lights in this large room. The first thing she sees are various weapons on a huge steel table, there are dozens of agents inside this bland faceless room. There's a large monitor to her left hanging on the wall, every news channel running on it.

Other than a couple of extra doors, there's not much to this massive place she's in. It has to be base, it's not a safe house. There are a few chairs in front of her but the men keep her standing in place, hands on her shoulders. One of the doors to the right opens up and Skye takes a step back, totally not who she was expecting. John Garrett is smiling at her, a few more Hydra agents behind him.

Holy crap, Garrett, John Garrett is Hydra? That's not possible, it's wrong. Coulson talked about hiim all the time, praising him even for his perfect flawless bleeding for Shield-ness. It's a blow to the chest when Skye also remembers Garrett was Ward's SO, this is going to destroy him when he finds out. Seeing John confirms her earlier suspicions, she was taken because of Grant. Why else would John do it?

What easier way to take out Grant than to bring his wife here?

''Well well well it's so good to see you again Skye''. Garrett purs, sticking out a hand like she's supposed to shake it, like she's going to be happy to see him. Skye glares at his fingernails before backing away, attempting at least but the hands on her shoulders keep her rooted to the spot.

''Oh come on honey don't be like that, you don't have to be afraid of me I promise. No one is going to hurt you''.

''Coming from the Hydra agent''.

Garrett claps his hands together and laughs, ''you're smart. Look if it makes you feel any better I'm not entirely a die hard fan, but if the shoe fits''.

''Go to hell''. John drags a finger down her cheek and Skye wants to spit in his stupid face. ''All in due time sweetheart. Now shall we begin''-

''Skye?''

Garrett isn't the only one who turns quickly at the voice behind him, Skye cranes around because that's Ward. They got to him already? Are they going to hurt her right in front of him? At that thought she's shaking and beginning to struggle with the hands holding her, begging to that god again to not let that happen. Grant has been through so much pain he doesn't need anymore, he doesn't need to watch her die and he can't do a thing about it.

She's expecting him to be chained to a wall or restrained by countless agents, his gorgeous face a little battered and bloody even. But that's not what happens. He appears unharmed as he walks towards her and Garrett, his face blank. There's fear there so much fear it's practically rolling off him in heavy dark waves.

''What the helll is this John?''

''Kid''-

Ward shoves past Garrett and nods to the men holding her, but they don't release her.

There's a pause, a stand off, where Ward glares at them and they glare at him, their hands loosen just a tad. Then it's over. Not even a second has passed before three of them are on unconcious on the ground and the other two have bullets in them. Honestly Skye wants to care but she just can't. Ward reaches for her and she breathes his name, crashing into his chest. Feels his free arm tuck the gun back in the back of his jeans before wrapping around her.

He moves them so they are behind a pillar, no one can see them. Skye breathes in the smell of his shirt, roams her hands across his back his chest, in his hair making sure he's alright that he's not bleeding. Grant is holding her too tight but she doesn't say anything, just stands on her toes to kiss him, asking in between her lips on his if he's alright. Isn't aware she's crying until his thumbs wipe them away.

''Skye look at me''. She opens her eyes his whiskey ones burning into her's, he's still afraid. Of course he is they're surrounded by Hydra agents. But if anyone can beat these odds, it's her husband.

''Grant Hydra, they've''-

''I know. I know. We're getting out of here''. He bends down to kiss her forehead before running his hands down her arms. It's then he must notice her attire because he scowls, takes off his black leather jacket and wraps it around her.

Maybe to reassure himself but she can't imagine why, fiddles with the wedding band and engagement ring on her finger, he gives her a look she can't read.

''Skye, I love you. More than I've ever loved anyone, I need you to know that''. She doesn't like his tone, it makes her afraid.

She cups his face so he has to look at her, ''I know. Grant I love you, how are we going to get past all those agents?'' Grant looks so sad in that moment it throws her off.

''Oh Ward don't keep her all to yourself back there. Come out here and introduce me to your wife, you know the one you never told me about''. Garrett calls, Skye feels a shudder ripple through Ward against her. He meets her eyes one more time, kisses her forehead, and together hand in hand, they step into the lion's den. Garrett is standing there with his arms crossed, but still smiling, it's not a kind one. Like he knows something Skye doesn't.

''There she is. Tell me Skye, what is it about you that would make my boy here lie to me? He never does by the way, so what was it? Did you just open your legs and''-

''John''.

At Grant's tone Garrett narrows his eyes, ''what was that? Do you have something to say?'' Ward tightens his hold on Skye's hand, his jaw clenched when he responds, ''no sir''.

Skye feels like she's missing something here, but can't pin what it is.

Last she heard about Ward and Garrett's relationship was that they obviously weren't as close as they were before, but still kept in contact occasionally. But looking at them in the flesh she can tell there's something between them, that the rumors about their fall out were in fact just rumors. Shouldn't Ward look more upset that the man he's known for years has turned out to be an enemy? A Hydra agent of all things, perhaps he's just hiding it.

Locking all his emotions down until the mission is over, so he can get them out safe and sound. It makes sense, it's what he's been trained to do. ''Anyway as I was saying, Skye have you spoken to any of your friends today? I would love to know if Coulson made it through''.

''Coulson is going to kill you when he finds out what you are''. Skye snarls back, and Ward shifts so he's in front of her just a bit more, hiding half her body from view.

John just laughs, Skye watches as the tension in Ward's shoulders intensifies, his whole body is stiff and straight, if he tries any harder he could break. Skye feels a pang in her chest knowing how awful this must be for him and runs her hand down his back, but it does nothing to relax his muscles.

''You mean what we are''. John responds to her earlier statement about Coulson, and Ward hisses out John's name again almost like a warning. Her confusion only grows when she leans around her husband to find Garrett still standing there but this time cleaning a gun, hardly looking a them. Why isn't Grant doing anything? They should be running out of here not listening to the obviously crazy man talk even more shit.

''What are you talking about?'' Skye asks, a voice in the back of her mind starting to whisper unspeakable horrors, she fights it off but it's still there.

John lifts his eyes from the weapon first smirking at Ward, who strangles out ''please don't do this'', then turning to her.

''Tell me Skye, how are your science friends Fitz and Simmons?'' She moves to do something to him her brain not thinking rationally, maybe punch the information out of him.

But Ward grabs her around the waist from behind and pins her to his chest. His lips in her ear saying to calm down to please stop, his entire body is beginning to shake. It startles her because Ward is never afraid in tense situations, even if he is he never let's it show. What's so different about this? What has him so unraveled? And what the hell does Garrett know about Fitz and Simmons? ''What did you do to them you monster?''

There's this sinister look on John's face then when he replies, ''oh honey I didn't do anything. Ask your husband''.

''And why would I do that?'' Ward's arms around her suddenly become like chains but she doesn't demand he let her go.

Garrett simply smiles at her and calmly responds as if they're discussing the weather, ''because he's the one who killed them. Oh don't worry, they were brave until their last breath''.

Skye is aware of two things; one that all the air seems to rush out of Grant in a woosh, and two, that she instantly is denying John's words. No. No way would Grant even think about hurting their friends, he's a Shield agent he loves Fitzsimmons, he'd rather die a thousand deaths than ever harm them.

She looks up at him while Garrett says with humor in his voice, ''did I forget to mention my boy over there is Hydra too? Oops. Hail Hydra''.

The look on Ward's face as he meets her gaze, breaks her heart. She'll remember it for the rest of her life.

She's waiting for Grant to say it. Roll his eyes at the thought of being Hydra. Tell her to not believe all the lies spilling out of Garrett's mouth, to kiss away her paranoia. But then it hits her. How he's not in handcuffs like any other Shield agent would be right now, there's no one hovering over him as a guard. Garrett doesn't seem bothered at all by Grant's presence. Doesn't care that there's an expertly trained killer in front of him with no security detail.

Ward releases her but her body is drawn to him, waiting for that denial to come. But it never does. He doesn't say anything, just looks down at her sadly as she places her hands on his chest.

''Grant what is he talking about? I know you, I know you would never hurt Fitz and Simmons. I know you aren't Hydra you can't be, just tell me what's going on. Please''.

Her voice is calm betraying the storm of emotions she's feeling right now.

it's not true it can't be true, not pictute perfect Shield agent Grant Ward, he's not a traitor. He's her husband, who drinks black coffee and likes to watch the sun rise from the porch. The man who loves dogs and to cuddle with her at night. Who climbed out of the abuse his family put him through and made something of himself, became a Shield agent who would die for the cause. Who loves his wife so much he can hardly stand it sometimes.

Grant Ward who watches football games with her not because he loves the sport but because she does, and he'll do anything to make her happy. For some reason their wedding day flashes through her mind in this second, how she and Ward promised themselves to one another, to love each other no matter what. Their wedding night with his hands on her skin and him promising he'd protect and cherish her always.

''Skye I need you to listen to me, okay? Please, can you do that?'' Ward is holding her face now desperation in his cheekbones though she doesn't understand why, he has nothing to hide.

Right?

''I wanted to tell you, every single day I wanted to tell you but I couldn't''. Everything just simply falls. Almost as if she's watching the scene unfold before her like she's someone else, a stranger looking in on the outside.

Ward is coming apart at the seams his hands shaking, Garrett is standing there watching him with a gleefull expression like he triumphs from Ward's pain. And Skye is standing there between it all triyng to make sense of this impossible situation. Is Grant trying to tell her he's been lying all this time? For the past six years, he's been what? Undercover for Hydra? Is that what he's saying? Skye can't see past the hot layer of tears in her eyes.

Because yes, that's exactly what he's saying.

''You're Hydra''. Skye hears herself say but the words pull at her throat burning on the way out. Associating Ward with Hydra feels wrong because it is wrong. There has to be some mistake some kind of mix up this isn't real this isn't happening. Ward doesn't deny it. Just keeps looking at her with that puppy dog expression he's perfected over the years, Skye is already slipping away from him and he couldn't get her back if he wanted to.

She takes a step back shaking her head. ''Tell me it's not true Ward''.

''I can't''.

''Tell me you didn't hurt Fitz and Simmons''.

Guilt overwhelms his face, ''I can't do that either Skye. Just listen to me okay? Just let me explain''.

''Explain what?'' She throws up her hands lashing out, it's too much she can't handle this. ''Please explain to me what the hell Garrett is talking about! The Ward that I know would never hurt his friends, he would never hurt me.

And he sure as hell would never ever be Hydra. So tell me then, explain this to me''.

He takes a step towards her and Skye holds up a hand, ''don't''.

The sorrow in his face is so strong it would bring him to his knees if he wasn't who he is. ''Skye I was on a mission''.

''All this time everything we've been through. Why, how could you?''

''You don't understand''. She snaps. Isn't even in control of her body anymore.

''You lying bastard, son of a bitch you liar!'' He grabs her wrists when she lunges for him (Skye has never been prone to violence but nothing makes sense anymore.)

''Stop, it's over Skye. You can't win''. She head butts him, it honestly wasn't even her intention it just happened. The strong grip on her wrists doesn't lessen when he goes to wipe the blood from his nose. Off to the side Garrett laughs but the couple ignores him.

''I don't know you anymore. I don't know who the hell my husband is''.

Using her wrists as leverage Ward pulls her to him and says, ''yes you do. Skye I'm a spy, my mission with Shield it wasn't personal''.

She reels, ''You did not just say that! It wasn't personal?''

''Skye listen to me''. Ward's voice is soft, he bends down slightly to cup her cheek with his free hand but she moves her face away.

''The only time I wasn't myself was when I was with Shield. But with you, Skye you woke up a weakness inside me, and for the first time in a while I wanted something for myself''.

Ward knows there's no point now in trying to hide that from Garrett, he knew the second he found out about Skye, she was his weakness. Just like Fitz and Simmons. Skye is shaking her head tears streaming down her face, her body trembling beside his.

''You're a liar''.

''Skye''-

''You've been lying to me for six years''.

''I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't. Skye please just''-

''God I can't even look at you right now''.

Not even caring about anything everything inside is just numb, she tears herself away from him, walks over to the nearest wall and slides down, the floor hard and cold underneath her legs. She can't feel anything, not the all out crippling pain at her husband betraying her and their friends.

Not the burning realization that this has all been a lie for six long years. She doesn't even know the man she married. He's a murderer, a traitor. Who knows how many people he's killed, all the lies he's told. He doesn't love her, you don't lie to someone that long if you really truly loved them. It was all just part of his cover, her, agent Grant Ward, everything was just a lie. How did she not see it, how did no one see it?

Skye's fingers go to the rings on her left hand and it physicaly hurts to look at them, weights pressing down on her chest she can't breathe. She can feel Ward's eyes on her, against her will she looks up and begins to cry again at the look on his face. Like he's just lost everything he's ever wanted. (He has.) Skye wipes her eyes and looks down at the diamonds on her finger, all this pain and hate rippling through her chest.

She takes them off and holds them out in in front of her. Remembers the day Grant put them on and kissed her skin, how many times he's done that over the years. It's all tainted now, meaningless. He's not her husband just a stranger and she believed him. Believed in his lies, in the love he doesn't have for her. God she gave him everything and what did he do with it? Played her into thinking he was genuine, someone real she could trust.

Feeling sick and beyong hurt beyond anything, Skye throws back her arm and chunks the rings across the room. They bounce off the floor the sound the loudest in the room, it just makes the tears fall faster down her face. She's got her head in her hands so she can't see Ward approach, but suddenly there's a hand on her knee and Skye jerks away. He's crouching in front of her so close to her she can feel his body heat, smell his cologne.

She bought him a new bottle for his birthday three months ago, she could laugh about it now but can't find it in herself to do. Skye stares at her husband who was never really her husband at all, the hate must show on her face because he winces. Holds out his hand and her wedding rings are there, she gapes at him.

''Skye please, please don't do this to us''. Is he serious? Is he trying to blame their now deteriorating marriage on her?

''You going to kill me now?'' She asks, does her voice really sound so lifeless?

Ward seems so appalled at the question almost as if he'd rather die himself than have any harm come to her. ''What? No''.

Skye cocks her head to the side anger slipping out, ''why not? I'm a Shield agent you're a Hydra agent. Isn't that what you're supposed to do if I don't submit?"

''No one is going to hurt you, Skye stop this. Okay? I love you, it's still me, I'm still in love with you''.

She shakes he head, ''god you might actually believe that. You're not real Ward, the man that I married is a lie''.

''No, no it isn't Skye''-

''You don't love me you can't love me. You are a serial killer''.

He moves back at her words like she's physically hurt him. Sees the anguish in his eyes, and can't feel a thing. ''Oh she hates you. I got to say I'm actually surprised she turned on you so quickly''. Garrett speaks up, Skye just turns away from him and Ward.

How is she going to get out of here now?

Ward moves away from her after that, her rings resting beside her thigh, Grant slinks back over to John. They start arguing in heated tones but she can't make out what they're saying. Skye hasn't even begun to process all of this yet, reality hasn't hit her full force. Her friends are probably dead, her husband is a traitor, she's knee deep in a base full of Hydra agents. What are they going to do to her? What purpose does she even serve by being here?

She gets it then, why Garrett had her brought here. One to make her see Ward for who he really is, and two, to torture Grant and amuse himself all at the same time. John Garrett is a sick sick man. Skye looks up when she hears the door open, mostly because she needs to see if more agents are coming in. She doesn't trust Ward anymore so she's going to have to try and get out of here by herself.

The last person she expects to walk through the door is Kebo. In a light leather jacket holding a flask, looking worried out of his mind. Almost like she's wearing bright Christmas lights Kebo's gaze immediately falls on her. This small sliver of relief settles in her bones just at seeing him, and before she knows it Skye is running across the room into his waiting arms. She's crying into his warm shoulder and he's shushing her quietly, hand stroking her hair.

Someone clears their throat and Kebo pulls back, one hand holding her chin to tilt her face up. ''Did they hurt you?'' She opens her mouth to respond but nothing comes out.

''Right stupid question. I'm going to get you out of here cupcake, alright? Just hold on for a moment''. Skye nods and Kebo puts the flask up, sighs dramatcially before turning to Ward and Garrett.

''The bloody hell is wrong with you Ward?''

''Kebo don't start''.

''Don't take that tone with me''.

''You really don't want to push me right now''. Ward's voice sends shivers down Skye's spine.

''Or what? We both know you won't shoot me, I'm your only friend''.

''What are you even doing here Kebo? You're supposed to be in Boston''. John growls, Skye can tell he doesn't like Kebo much. Kebo ingores the other man entirely, just stares disapprovingly at Grant.

''Since you didn't have the balls do to it yourself Ward, I went to your house to check on Skye. But I was too late and Garrett had already taken her. So we'll be leaving now''.

Kebo turns and takes her hand, winks at her before moving to the door. A gun is cocked and Skye looks to see Garrett pointing it at them, while Ward looks torn and frozen. ''That's not happening. Let the girl go Kebo and maybe I won't kill you''.

Kebo just rolls his eyes, ''good luck with that John. Ward won't let that happen''.

''You have too much faith in him''. John says and Kebo responds, ''funny I was going to say the same thing about you. Ward come with us, you don't need this twisted son of a bitch''.

Grant looks at Skye and turns back to John. A moment passes Ward shows no sign of moving to which Kebo groans. ''Damn. Well I guess the only way you'll be free of that monster is if he's dead''.

He turns to Skye so no one can see, pulls a gun out from his jacket, hands it to her. ''I'm not going to feel bad for what's about to happen''.

''And what's that?'' John asks, gun still up. Kebo smiles at the two men but there's no emotion behind it. As if someone was waiting on his words as a signal, the base rumbles and every agent runs into actions as alarms go off.

''Kebo what the hell did you do?'' Ward asks putting a hand on John's arm.

''I called Coulson, told him where to find Skye''.

''You did?'' Skye asks, Kebo takes her hand, ''of course I did''.

Ward starts walking over to them and Kebo tells him to back off, he doesn't until Skye steps up and aims the gun for his heart. Shocks plays out over his face then pain, then acceptance. He doesn't pull out his own gun like they all know he could, instead his arms just hang lose at his sides as he stares at her.

''Skye, I love you. I do''. ''Don't''. Her finger is on the trigger but she just can't do it, no matter how much she hates him now.

The base rumbles again, this time a few Shield agents Skye doesn't recongize fliter through one of the back doors. Ward notices them too of course and quickly pulls John to his side, shoving him against the spray of bullets and behind one of the concrete pillars. Kebo does the same to her but instead of firing at Shield he's taking shots at Hydra. Skye hears Ward yell something at John before the fight dies altogether and the room is silent once more.

She removes herself from the pillar to see John leaving out one of the doors Ward behind him. Kebo is gone too but that's only because she demanded he go, Shield would throw him in jail if they found him. Ward turns to her and just stands there looking at her. The past flowing between them all the good times the bad, she just can't believe it. Here is her husband her best friend the father of her unborn children, leaving her.

Skye hears Coulson calling her name, she turns to his voice and when she looks back, Ward is gone. She's alone in the room. Every Hydra agent is gone.

She's sitting on the ground her wedding rings in hand when Coulson finds her. Skye starts sobbing the minute he sits down next to her, puts an arm around her shoulders.

''He's Hydra, Ward he''- ''I know, I'm so sorry Skye''.

A few hours later she's standing in a gas station bathroom with Trip, they're on the way to a new secret Shield base but Skye had to make a pit stop first.

''You sure you want to do this baby girl?'' He asks as Skye wipes at her eyes.

She tosses the rings in the women's toliet, watches as they sink down before pulling the handle and they disappear altogether.

She will never forgive Ward.