Hey,... SwingDancer had me wondering, what if Coulson was the one who got hold of Ward in Juvie Hall first. Well, here is what I think but I have to warn you that SkyeWard got into it and it kind of skyerocketed from there. What can I say, SkyeWard has the power to distract. Sorry.

Disclaimer : I do not own Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D

Summary : Who makes Ward what he is.

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"Don't you ever relax?"

Skye asked Ward as they sat in the lounge in Providence. After getting his cuts, bruises and cracked ribs taken care by Simmons, Ward and Skye finally settled down to have their promised drinks.

"I am relax," Ward told her as he sat slouched on the long couch.

"Your pose, yeah," Skye sat next to his hip and rested her elbow on his bended knee. "But, don't you ever get out of those stodgy suits. You are just like AC. I was surprised that you didn't introduce yourselves as Agent C and Agent W when you first kidnapped me. Only if AC had put on his dark glasses, you two would have perfected your Men in Black personas."

"You better not let Coulson hear you say that, Rookie." Ward wagged his finger at her. "He takes pride in those suits. It makes him what he is."

"Ok. Ok. I get it. Clothes make the man." Skye rolled her eyes and nodded obligingly before she started pulling on his tie. "But do you really have to have this tie on all the time? I mean, you are supposed to be relaxing. Don't you have anything besides these," pointing to his suit, "to laze around in? Don't you have anything loose and casual? If I hadn't seen you sleep in your T-shirt and sweats, I can swear that you sleep in your suits too."

"I have my mission gear." Ward argued.

"Yup. Minus the jacket, add a Kevlar vest and accessorized it with a couple of dangerous looking ICERs and Waa-Lah! A total make-over!" Skye rolled her eyes. "I've never seen you go scuba diving. I bet your wetsuit comes with a bow tie."

Ward studied Skye for a few moments and it made her nervous.

"Please tell me you are not accessing me with those sharp eyes of yours just because I accessed you on your wardrobe selection. Can't you be off the clock from being my SO for five minutes, at least?"

"I did that once and you didn't like it."

"That was different." Skye said. "I needed your support and I thought you'd care enough to know the real reason for my wanting to be in."

"I was angry then."

"I know. But you know how sorr - "

Ward placed his finger on her lips to stop her from saying anything more.

"Hey," he said softly, "let's not talk about that anymore ok? The reason why I wanted to have this drink with you is so that I can tell you about me. Things you need to know about me. Isn't that what you offered your shoulder for?"

Skye nodded silently when his finger left her lips to linger on her shoulder. Drawing small lazy circles on it.

"Alright," Ward smiled as he slowly glided his fingers down her arm to capture her hand. "But before we start, let me show you how I relax in this suit."

"You're stripping them off?" Skye clapped her hands with glee. "I've always wondered if you prefer just plain black boxers or the ones with cartoon characters on them. Or maybe hearts and kisses?"

"I specifically remembered you saying that you offered to talk and not have sex with me. So, unless, you have other motives than just talking, I don't think I should have any reason to strip off. And if you are wondering if I have a hairy chest, I think the whole team can attest that I don't. I've gone shirtless in front of you guys more times than I can remember."

"Whoa! Wait a minute." Skye held her palm up. "How did you get from me wanting to see your boxers to me wanting to have sex with you and wondering about your chest?"

"That just proves it."

"Prove what?" Skye asked with a puzzling frown.

"That my mind just go off on a tangent whenever I'm with you."

"Is that an insult or compliment."

"Compliment, of course." He replied with a drop dead grin.

"I think I need an ice pack," Skye murmured and he actually laughed as he sat up and started to take his jacket off.

"Need help?" Skye asked as his face grimaced at the movement.

"No. I'm good. Thanks. " Ward replied as she took his jacket and laid it carefully over the back of the couch.

Skye turned just in time to catch Ward loosening his tie before pulling it off completely with a flick of his strong wrist. He then proceeded to undo some buttons on his shirt and cuffs before rolling his sleeve up to reveal his forearm. Lastly, he pulled the shirt tails out of his waistband before settling back among the cushions, with a smile that should be illegal outside a bedroom.

Gone was the usually neat and robotic Agent Grant Ward that Skye knew. Instead, the man in front of her was suddenly a hot, sexy, drool-ably handsome and flagrantly virile male that only exist in a woman's wildest dreams.

The dimness of the lounge lighting only enhance the darkness and smoldering brown orbs in his eyes as they gaze upon her. The shadow that played on his profile and cuts only heightened his dangerous good looks that rendered her paralyzed. His lips moved in a mesmerizing motion that she couldn't take her eyes off. Her ears were deaf to the sounds of the words as they were emitted from his kissable lips.

Only when his fingers lightly tapped her knee, did she was brought out of her trancelike state. Even then, she found it beyond her comprehension to reply to his simple question. A one word question that could be answered by a mere shake or nod of her head. But his husky and spellbinding voice, prevented her from any form of response. All he asked was :

"Better?"

To Be Continued...

I would have continued this instead of making it a two chapter, but I just thought you all deserved some distraction for a minute or two. Happy drooling!