Skye looked up from her tablet at Grant, who was sitting next to her on the bed, reading. It wasn’t something they did much these days, just sitting and doing very little. Grant was always one to be active, doing things. And it wasn’t as if they had a lot of down time to work with these days.
But they had a little. And so Skye was playing Candy Crush and Grant was reading. Still not a popular fiction, but at least it was’t one of the books Garret had told him to read. And The Count of Monte Cristo was actualy pretty good. She’d listened to it on audiobook once. A little hard to follow in places, but good. very fun, Dantes getting his revenge in such perfect ways. Totally not how things should work in the real world, but in fiction…
“You’re going to have to be more specific than that, Grant.”
“Lying to everyone, about me. About what I was.” Grant said. “If I get found out, if they figure out that a lot of the ‘insights’ youre getting are just me telling you what I know about Hydra. If Coulson finds out that you knew-”
Skye reached over and placed a hand over his lips, silenceing him.
“And if we tell Coulson, he puts you in a cell. Or worse. I’m not letting that happen to you.”
“And I’m not letting anything happen to you because you’re lying for me.” Grant replied back, keeping his voice low. They couldn’t exacty yell about this on base.
“I can handle whatever Coulson is likely to do to me. But I’m not lettin him ruin your second chance. You deserve this. You earned it, turning on Garret after everything he did to you. For you. However you want to put it. If we tell Coulson, he’s not going to care that you’ve changed. He’s just going hear ‘Hydra’ and ignore the rest. But I know you. The real you. Your past doesn’t define you, Grant.”