Hey everybody, sorry for the delay. I'm here with the next chapter. Thanks for the support everybody, it really means alot. As for the comment that it was rape and not sex, that was skye's POV and the reason I called it sex and not rape will be explained in this chapter

Shout out to beth, bhut, Codi, Guest, and again, SLYNNR.

Hope you all enjoy the chapter!

(Switching back to Skye's POV)

I walked into the room, shame burning in every fiber of my being as I saw what they were watching. I blinked back tears, my shades gone, and looked at everyone when I heard Jemma speaking.

"Oh Skye," by now Jemma was sobbing into her hands, "You didn't have to do all of this just for us"

"But I did" I said from behind. They all looked towards me as I wiped my eyes. "I really did."

By now, all of their attention was on me as I moved further into the room, my face flushed with embarrassment. "You guys… all of you, you put up with me the entire year. I just wanted to show you all how much you mean to me. I realise that I'm not the easiest person to be around, but this was going to be the first christmas that I had ever spent with people that actually tolerated my existence," I looked to the ground wringing my hands nervously, not really sure how they would react to this part. "This is the first christmas that I had ever spent with… friends" I finished with a tentative smile.

"Okay. First of all, Skye, we don't 'put up with you' or 'tolerate your existence," May started. At this, my heart started to crack. The pieces that I had ever so slowly pieced together time and time again started to break apart, and I knew that this time there would be no fixing it. My smile slowly dropping. I couldn't handle another rejection, not from the people who I thought of as my family. I clenched my jaw to smother the scream that I knew was coming as a flood of memories washed over me.

"Look at you Mary Sue, another family sent you back. I don't think that I have ever dealt with a child that unwanted," came the harsh words of the nuns at the orphanage.

The other kids in the orphanage who would make sure that I knew I would never leave. "Look who's back again. When are you gonna learn that nobody loves you Mary, and nobody. ever. Will."

I would never heal if they left me too, but if they did, I'd just grin and bear it, like I always did. I braced myself for the words that would come from May next.

"How could you think that you mean that little to us." May's eyes softened as she glanced my way. "We care about you Skye, we really do."

My gaze left the floor and my head snapped to attention as I looked towards her. "You… you do?" my voice cracked as I spoke.

"Oh Skye." Jemma threw her arms around me and I flinched at the sudden contact. It took me a few seconds to realise that this was a hug. She was hugging me. I couldn't even remember the last time someone had hugged me. I slowly put my arms around her and hugged her back, savoring the moment.

'You're dirty Skye. She shouldn't be touching you, you'll make her dirty too. Everyone you touch you hurt, you're toxic.'

I winced at my thoughts but I couldn't help but think about how true they were.

I slowly pulled away from the hug and asked the only question that I could think of.

"But… why? You watched the video, how can you even be near me?" I asked, my thoughts flickering to the agent, the his hands on my body, his breath on my skin, the marks that he left on my hips.

"What do you mean Skye?" Coulson asked, stepping forward.

"You know what I mean. I just had sex with a random guard. How you could even be around a whore like me is-"

"STOP. Don't ever say anything like that again. Is that what you think Skye, that you're some kind of whore? Well it's not true. What that man did, that wasn't sex, that was rape. Skye, he raped you." Ward sputtered.

I looked to him and to everyone else's horrified faces utterly confused. Why weren't they disgusted, did they think that it was just that one guard?

"That wasn't rape." I denied, "I didn't fight him, I didn't say no. I've been raped before, and that was not it."

"Oh my god, I'm gonna be sick," Fitz whispered as he turned and hurled into the nearest trash can. Coulson looked as though he had been physically struck, May looked just as shocked, and Jemma held her hand over her mouth tears streaming from her eyes. I looked at Ward as he cleared his throat and started again.

"Skye, did you want to do what you did with him." he asked.

"Well no but-"

"Did he ask you beforehand if it was okay," he said cutting me off.

"I mean no but-"

"There is no but Skye. You don't have to say no to sex to make it rape. What he did… Skye, what he did was not okay." He finished.

'I still didn't fight though, look at me, the big bad shield agent who can't even handle being by herself for more than a week. They would all just be better off without me.' I thought to myself.

"Well this conversation is getting a bit too depressing for me, who wants to go watch a christmas movie." I asked, not even trying to hide the fact that I wanted to change the topic of the conversation. "I think they're playing Elf right now."

May and Coulson shared a quick glance and decided that their young hacker had had enough questioning for now, and so they decided that they would go along with her for now, but that this was not the end of the conversation.

"Yeah," Coulson answered, "That sound like a plan." he said as they all followed me to the screening room.

Later that night...

As everyone fought over the next movie to watch, I fought the urge to fall asleep, knowing what would follow. With all of the rehashing of old memories that had happened over the week, I knew that any sleep I got would be plagued with nightmares, but with all of the stress and the sleep deprivation that I had faced over the week, I found it hard to keep my eyes open, and pretty soon, I had drifted off.

(Everyone's POV)

They all watched as Skye fell asleep, thankful for the fact that she was getting any sleep at all

"What do we do? Should we move her?" Jemma bit her lip nervously.

"Leave her here for now, who knows the last time that she got a full night's rest. There's no need to run the risk of accidentally waking her up. Besides, I'm too tired to go back to my bed, aren't all of you." Coulson asked, already knowing the answer.

They all shared a knowing glance as the took in the sight of their resident hacker, "No sir," Jemma answered for them all as they got comfortable in their seats.

They had all started to drift off when they heard mumbles and pain filled grunts. May, Coulson, and Ward each quickly got to attention, the Agent inside of them fully awake, while Fitz and Simmons tried to work out the cause of the noise.

Seeing no visible threat, they all relaxed slightly, until they realised where the sound had come from in the first place.

"Stop... stop touching me... stop it… it hurts… please… please stop," Skye cried to herself. Sometime while she had been moaning she had rolled onto her right side and had wrapped her arms around her middle, as if to protect her stomach and sides. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead and her eyes scrunched together as if she were in pain.

May reached forward for the girl and gently shook her arm, trying to wake her up. Suddenly Skye lurched forward, swung her legs over the side of the couch she had been on, and opened her mouth as if to scream, but bit down tightly before she could make any noise with a practised ease. Coulson's eyes watered at the knowledge that she had done this kind of thing before, probably multiple times without any of them knowing.

Skye started to regain a sense of where she was as she took in the worried forms of her teammates. She took a deep breath and dropped her gaze to the floor, embarrassment once again taking hold of her body.

Great job Skye, can't even make it through the night without someone being worried about you, did someone ask for the definition of useless.

(Back to Skye's POV)

I shuddered at the nightmare, well more at the memory, that I had just re-lived. All I could think about were his arms on my hips, and his lips on my neck, and the bite marks that he had left that I had had to cover up for school the next day.

I closed my eyes and tried to shove the memories to the back of my mind, fully content with just ignoring what had happened and ready to plaster a smile on my face and pretend to be okay.

"Don't do that," May pleaded, placing a comforting hand on my back and I shuddered at the sudden contact. "Don't shut us out and pretend that you're fine. We're all here for you Skye, talk to us, please."

I contemplated the idea for a bit in my head,

'They could help, and it might be nice to talk to someone for once' one side of me argued. But the other part of me-the stronger part-won.

'Please, do you think that they need any other reason to kick you off the team, I mean you can't even decorate without hurting yourself. You can't sleep, you're a thief, you're a whore, and you're just an all around burden. Why not tell them all of your deep dark secrets, let them really see how messed up you are'

"It's… it's been a long night. I think that I'm just gonna head to bed and get some sleep. Maybe another time." I said getting up to leave. "Thank you though, for the offer," I said, almost as an afterthought, before heading up to my bunk. Missing the look of disappointment that flashed across her face.

As I sat down on my bed, I thought of everything that had happened that day, and I cried. Silent sobs wracked my body, until I fell into a fitful sleep.

I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter. Please review if you have an comments or ideas or suggestions. They are all very much appreciated. I AM BY NO WAY TRYING TO DOWNPLAY WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN SKYE AND THE AGENT. THAT WAS AND WILL ALWAYS BE RAPE. Skye just needs to work through some stuff before she knows that too. She will open up to the team, it will just take a bit of time, and Skye's real age will be revealed. There might also be a run in with an old foster family, maybe, I'm still toying with that idea. Thank you again to all of my marvelous reviewers, and to all of you guys that hit that favorite/follow button.

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