I still love how much love I'm getting for this story! I love you all so much! I hate to say it, but this is part 2 of 2. Which means, this is the final chapter! Sorry :,,( I love this story too, but do not worry! I have an idea for an Agents of SHIELD crossover story. No, it's not going to be a crossover with the Avengers. It's going to be something none of you expected. Which is good. *Smiles evilly*

Before I forget, I need to give a shout-out to the most amazing storywriter and reviewer… NothatRose! She gave me the longest review that I have ever gotten. Let me just say, she packed a huge ton of sweetness into that one review! It made me smile so big when I read it tonight. Loved how you took it so seriously as to stop munching your crisp. Thank you, NothatRose.

Hope you enjoy!

Coulson drove as fast as he could to the bus while worrying over Skye. Ward was worrying too, just way, way more. He looked down at Skye in his arms. He could feel how cold she was through his shirt. Feeling how cold she was, he tightened his grip on her, pulling her into his chest. After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached the bus. Ward threw open the door and ran into the medical ward with Skye in his arms. "Place her on the table." Simmons ordered as soon as he entered the room.

Ward did as she said and left the lab quietly, not wanting to disturb Fitzsimmons. He looked through the glass as the duo rushed around the lab trying to keep Skye with them. Ward sighed and turned away. He couldn't take looking at Skye's motionless body anymore. Every time he saw her like that, it felt like someone ran through his heart with a knife. He went to the lounge area and started pacing with worry.

"It's killing you, huh?" A voice came from behind him. He turned to see May standing there. "Seeing her like this? It's killing you?" Ward sighed, as she was right. "What exactly does it feel like right now?"

"Like someone ran through my heart with a knife." He explained, "Like I was shot right in the heart."

May thought over what he said for a minute. "You love her." She concluded.

"What?"

May walked over to stand closer to him. "You love her." She repeated, "I know that you've never said that to anyone before, but I suggest that you tell her. She deserves to know. Especially after tonight." With that, May turned and walked away.

Ward sat there for a moment, thinking over what she had just said. Maybe she was right. He never felt like this with anyone else. He never noticed anyone in the way he noticed Skye. Thinking of her, he remembered every single detail about her. How her laugh made her eyes sparkle. How he believed her smile could light up the world. And especially how it felt like electricity flowed through his veins whenever they kissed. He came to one conclusion. He was completely in love with Skye.

"Ward," Fitz's voice broke him out of his thoughts. He turned to the Scot, "you can come in now."

Ward took a deep breath and followed Fitz into the medical ward. His heart shattered as he saw Skye. She was lying on the table, covered in a blanket and saline bags, with multiple needles in her arms. The color was returning to her face slightly. Ward immediately took her hand in his and sat down next to the table.

"She's going to be fine." Simmons reassured.

"She's very lucky." Fitz said.

"How?" Ward almost yelled, turning towards them. He felt the anger from the Asgardian staff building up in him. He tried to hold back. He couldn't lash out at them. Not now. Not when Skye needed him. "How is she lucky? Look at her! She's on her fucking death bed!"

"You saved her!" Simmons cried, stopping him in his tracks, "Coulson told us he tried to stop you, but you didn't listen. You dug through the snow for her! If she had been in the snow for one minute more, she'd be dead right now! You saved her life!" Ward and Fitz stayed silent, taking in what Simmons just said.

"I saved her?" Ward asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"You did." Simmons said, "Now, I'm sorry for raising my voice but…"

Ward cut her off, "No. I deserved it. I'm sorry for yelling at you. That was uncalled for."

"It's okay." Simmons said, "I know how much you care for Skye. I can't blame you for that." Simmons took a deep breath and turned to Fitz, "Fitz, let's give Ward some time alone with Skye." Fitz nodded and left. Simmons turned back to Ward, "Call us if anything changes."

Ward nodded and watched as Simmons followed Fitz. As soon as they were gone, he turned back to Skye. He placed a hand on her cheek just as he had done only last night. How could this be happening just one day after they had shared their first kiss? This was just cruel. Ward sat down and took Skye's hand in both of his. "Please, Skye." He pleaded quietly, "Wake up. I need you. Please."

Then and only then did Ward let one lone tear roll down his cheek. It was so unusual for him to cry that it was almost foreign. The single tear fell onto Skye's hand.

At about a quarter to one in the morning, Skye tried to open her eyes. Her eyelids felt like they were made of led, so it was a strain. When she finally accomplished the task, she took in her surroundings. She was in the medical ward of the bus. Then she realized that someone was holding her hand. She lifted her head slightly and saw Ward asleep on a chair next to the table she was on. He still held her hand even in his sleep. She smiled at the thought that he had cared about her enough to stay by her side. "Ward" She croaked.

He shifted and woke up. "What?" He asked rubbing his eyes. Then he finally realized who had called him. He stood up and looked at Skye. "Skye!" She smiled at his reaction. He rushed over and crashed his lips into hers. She smiled into the kiss and gingerly lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck. After a minute, he reluctantly pulled away. "I should call Fitzsimmons. I told them I would if anything changed." She nodded at the explanation.

After a few minutes, Fitzsimmons came rushing down to check her. "Skye!" They cried in unison.

"Huh. Funny." Skye mused, "Ward had the same reaction." She laughed a little.

Ward smiled. Skye was already back to her old self. The Skye that he fell in love with. After Fitzsimmons finished examining her, she was told she could go back to her bunk and sleep there. She just had to stay warm, ease up on training a little and she would be fine.

"I'll take you to your bunk." Ward said and picked her up bridal style. Skye shivered as the blanket fell off of her. She was still freezing cold. When Ward saw this, he tightened his grip on her.

"Grant," Skye said through shivers. He looked down at her. "I'm still freezing from the snow."

"Don't worry." He said. He finally got to her bunk. He laid her down in the bed and pulled the blankets over her. She finally stopped shivering. He smiled and turned to go.

She grabbed his hand like she did last night. "Please." She pleaded.

She didn't even need to finish the plea. He knew what she was going to say. He got into the small bed with her and she placed her head on his chest again. Taking the hint, he wrapped his arm around her petite waist. "Always." He said quietly. After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Skye, remember last night when I told you what my biggest fear was?"

"Yeah." She answered, looking up at him, "You said your biggest fear was that one day you wouldn't be able to save me."

"Good." He said, "That fear almost came true tonight."

She reached up and cupped his cheek with her hand. "But it didn't" She reassured. He gave her a half-smile and placed his hand over hers.

"I know." He took a deep breath and decided to take the Calvary's advice, "Skye, do you know how it felt to think that you were…" He trailed off, not wanting to say it.

"Like someone shot you right in the heart." She said, mirroring his exact words, "Like someone stuck a knife in your heart and twisted it."

"How'd you know?" He asked, sitting up to look at her fully.

"Because that's how I felt when you and Fitz went off on that level 8 mission together." She explained, "Jemma and I both felt it. No one would tell us where you guys were or if you were still alive or anything. Then I decided to take matters into my own hands and hacked into the level 8 server to…"

"Whoa, hold the phone." Ward interrupted, "You did what now?" Skye realized she never actually told him that she did that.

"I hacked into the hub to see what was happening with you guys." She explained, "Then after I found your location and found out there was no extraction plan. Then, of course, I had to get the Calvary involved."

"So, you were the one who saved us?"

"I guess." Skye shrugged, "That still doesn't make us even. I can't count all the times you saved my ass."

"I do that because I care about you a lot. Skye, can I tell you something?" He asked.

"Anything." She responded.

Ward looked her directly in the eyes as he said quietly, "I love you."

Skye was shocked for a moment. But that quickly disappeared into a smile as she leaned in and captured his lips. The kiss was gentle and loving just like their first real one. Skye still felt everything that she did the first time they kissed. She pulled away, leaving only a centimeter of space between their lips. She could feel his breath on her lips and it was driving her crazy.

"I love you too." She smiled.

His face broke out into a smile and he crashed his lips into hers again. This kiss was passionate, but still loving. Ward wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her as close to him as humanly possible. Skye placed both her hands on his firm chest where her head had previously been. When air became necessary, they pulled away.

"I think we should get to bed." He said, breathing heavily.

She nodded and said quietly, "Sure."

They resumed their previous position and both fell asleep with only thoughts of how much they loved one another.

Okay, I don't know how I feel about that last sentence. I honestly could not think another way to end it, so there you go. Anyways, I hoped you all liked this story!

Quote of the Day: When I got cast, she called me up for one of those five-minute "excited to work with you, blah, blah, blah" things. The conversation started with her saying "Think about a catheter going in – ouch!" and then turns into a 45-minute rant about zombies and the apocalypse. –Josh Hutcherson (Funny quote about him and Jennifer Lawrence. Love them together!)

Song Suggestion: Waiting for Superman –Daughtry (Ultimate Skyeward song! If you haven't listened to it, you are not a true Skyeward shipper.)

Keep an eye out for my next story! The crossover story I told you about at the top. If you don't remember what I said, use that little mouse of yours to scroll back up to the top and read it. I'm not explaining it again.

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