Thank you! :) I request 42 Skyeward, then. (or if that's taken, I request 31)
oh god - okay so i did 31, because it’s a spy au. and i snickered for a while cause like aos + spy au, that’s like canon. but then i was like “mr and mrs smith style au” so i wrote it.
“Hey honey, I’m home,” Skye says, trying to keep her voice level and sickening sweet.
There’s a moment before he replies, voice coming from the general area of his office, “long day at the office?”
“Oh you know,” she answers, pulling her gun out of her purse and dropping the offending back on the kitchen counter. “Are you busy? I was hoping we could talk.”
“Yeah, me too,’ Grant replies, and had she not been better trained she would have jump, for he in the meantime he had moved silently so that he was standing in the kitchen doorway. His own gun held out in her hand pointed at her.
“I take it you got the news,” Skye turns to him, keeping her voice steady, her grip not wavering in the slightest.
“You’re SHIELD.”
“And you’re Hydra,” she smirks back, prepared to move at any moment, “I suppose I should have seen it coming, you did always have that Hilter youth look about you.”
That’s all it takes for their moment of peace to end, they both cock their guns and shoot at the same time, Skye ducking down behind the counter, while he moves behind the doorframe.
There’s a shattering sound, dishes that had been drying on the counter shatter from the bullets shot her way.
“Those were wedding gifts from your mother,” Skye says.
“She’ll get over it.”
“If you could aim better this wouldn’t have happened,” she grins, though he can’t see her face, just the rounds that she’d firing off over her shoulder.
She stands up once more, to grab the purse that was on the counter, tugging it back down, meets his eyes briefly as he moves behind out of their couches to get a better aim towards her.
“You’re not going to kill me,” Grant says still meeting her gaze, “I know you better than that.”
“You don’t know everything about me.”
“I know a lot, Skye,” he points out, “if that is your real name?”
“It’s not,” she replies, “case in point,” before she crouches back down on the ground and quickly reloading her gun. For she had a feeling this was going to be a long fight.
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