Before and After, Nightmares and Laughter

Chapter 1

"Skye, I need you to go upstairs, while me and this gentleman talk," Mr. Peterson said.

Skye gave a pouty face, "But you promised to play with me and Ace before bed,"

Mr. Peterson chuckled, "Yes, I know honey, but this shouldn't take long. Why don't you and Ace start without me?"

Skye sighed, then smiled, "Fine,," and walked to Ace's room. Skye had entered, and started to play with Ace's Avengers. When Skye had first arrived, she had liked Black Widow, and Ace kindly gave it to her. He had been the nicest foster brother ever.

"Where's Black Widow?" Ace asked her confused. She usually always had it with her.

"Oh no, I must've left it in the living room with Mr. Peterson, and his friend. I'll be right back Ace," Skye said as she ran out the door. She suddenly heard the voices of Mr. Peterson, "You can't do this! Who would ever authorize this? We can't- We won't do it. No way,"

Skye stopped Mr. Peterson was yelling, and he never yelled. Never.

"I'm sorry, Sir, there's nothing you nor I can do about it. It's the government. They just want what's best for Mary-Sue-"

"What's best is just to take her away? She's just a seven year old girl, who needs a home,"

"Sir, a village that this girl was found in, was suddenly slaughtered after this girl was taken into… an agency! Coincidence? I don't think so."

Skye slowly walked towards the living room. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. People died because of her?

"I-I still think that she's safest here. What are the chances that they'd find her here?"

"Do you really want to risk your boy's life on that chance? How about your wife?"

"I-"

"Mike, this girl is a danger to us. To Ace. If he dies, because you take this chance, it won't be Skye's fault. It'll be yours." Raina said. Skye never liked Raina. She always seemed to study her. "We will be getting compensation for our lost, right?"

"Of course, this is a tragic moment for the family and we wouldn't want your service to be paid lightly,"

"See win, win Mike,"

Skye couldn't believe this. Another foster home was taking her back?

"I know, that Raina, but you've seen the girl. She needs people who understand her, and with what she's gone through." he paused, " She wouldn't even understand,"

"Sir, I'm authorized to either take her by force, or with your permission, but either way she's coming with me. Now."

"We don't get to say our good-byes?"

"Well, yes only if you tell the girl you don't want her at all. She'll probably forget about you then. It's for your safety and hers. You will then be erased from her foster parents list. If all goes well, you should be forgotten in about a year."

"What's the point in putting her in foster care if she can't have a forever home?" Mr. Peterson asked.

"The point is, she's moved from location, to location, then back in an old, unknown orphanage. Even a trained professional would have a hard time tracking her down."

"So you just put people in danger? You don't even let the family know?"

"Well, it's a necessary precaution, whoever wants this girl, wants her badly enough to kill. Who knows though, maybe they've given up. It has been about 6 and half years."

"What about Ace? What is he supposed to do?" Mike asked concerned.

"It's best if he stays away. Children can be unpredictable at times, and that alone is an unnecessary variable."

"You go and stay with Ace I'll tell her." Raina said.

"No,"Mike replied, "I want to see her one last time. Even if I am telling her I don't want her anymore. Just one more time."

She heard Raina huff, then say, "Fine, I help Skye pack,"

"Um, no need if Skye takes something memorable, she will always think of you, and remember you. It's not safe, and against my regulations."

"Okay, then I'll call for the little angel now, and then head upstairs," Skye could hear the sarcasm on the word angel. Raina had always been jealous since she had arrived.

"Skye! Come here,"

Skye froze. She was being taken back. Again. She had grown to love a foster family, and now it was being taken from her. She couldn't help the tears that came to her eyes, but she quickly wiped them. She wanted to be strong for Mr. Peterson. Obviously he didn't want to give her away, he was being forced.

She slowly walked in, and three pairs of eyes all watched her. She nervously gripped her hand, and twisted her foot.

Raina smiled at her and said, "I think I'll go and play with Ace. Skye, this gentleman has something to say." Raina then walked past Skye and went to Ace's room.

"Skye, I'm here to-" the young man started, but Mr. Peterson cut him off saying, "Skye I want a hug." "Please," Mr. Peterson added.

Skye cautiously walked to Mr. Peterson. He grabbed her and picked her up, in his bear-hug. Skye smiled. She loved it when Mr. Peterson did that. When he was done with his suffocating hug, he put her back on the ground. She was so happy, she had barely noticed the extra weight in her pocket. She turned to the man, who wore a scowl, and her happiness died there.

"Skye, I'm here to take you back to St. Agnes. Mr. Peterson says he doesn't want you anymore. Didn't you Mr. Peterson?"

She looked back up at him with pleading eyes. Mr. Peterson sighed and wouldn't meet her gaze. "I'm sorry Skye, but you've got to go with the man now."

She tried to stop the tears, she hated to cry, but they poured out anyway.

"You don't want me anymore?" Skye asked. She need confirmation. Something to prove.

Mr. Peterson pushed his shoulders back and looked her straight in the eyes, "I don't want you anymore, Skye, your not the right fit in this house."

Skye woke up in a cold sweat. She hated that dream, no memory. She had promised that day never to get close to a foster family again. She refused. All that came out of it was doubt, denial, and dismay. The 3 D's Skye called them. She quietly check under her pillow for the Black Widow action figure. She sighed when she found it.

Good nobodies stolen it yet, she thought. She looked around to see if anyone else was up. It had been a good 3 months since the Peterson family. Since then, only one foster family had fostered her. That lasted about a week, until they got tired of her not talking to them. She didn't want to grow attached, and her young mind thought not talking would be the best way to not get attached. They took her back, and she had to listen to the 100 reasons why she wasn't good, or special. Honestly though, she had tuned them out and spun around in the spinning chair.

Skye certainly didn't like St. Agnes any more than she liked new foster homes. Each had a bully, and Skye hated bullies. She tried to stand up for herself, but she was small even for a seven year old.

Skye silently looked at the ceiling, and thought of the 13 other foster families who had taken her in as a 'forever home' only to crush her dreams and send her back to the orphanage. On the 9th one, she fell asleep again.

About 3 months ago

"Sir, I brought her back. Just like you asked."

"Good Agent Blake, your dismissed" Fury saw the happy face of his slowly turn into a frown.

"I wanted to ask you ,Sir, will she always be moved around like that?"

"That is of none of your concern. But confidentially I have experienced foster parents, who work for Shield, who will most likely accept the offer for young Skye. It's just that there oldest has gone off to college and I thought they might want a little time to themselves."

"Uh- thank you ,Sir, and that's very thoughtful of you," Blake said before leaving.

Fury got back on his computer to check on the family. With Shield's database, he only need to type in their last name.

C-O-U-L-S-O-N, Fury typed as the list of every, and anything they had been doing popped up.

So what did you think? Should I continue? I don't know, it was just something that came to me over night and I decided to stay up till 2:30 in the morning to type it. Reviews are greatly appreciated, as are follows, and favorites. If I shouldn't continue just say so. Also thank you for reading my story, and have a nice day/night, whatever time it is there.