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Skye didn’t expect herself to get attatched to the team. This was supposed to be an in and out mission. A ruse for her own gain.
Her whole life she had been carefully sidestepping her feelings, shielding herself from the pain that her past had caused her.
So she couldn't, not really. Not when Miles was messaging her about intel, and that betrayal was hanging heavily over her head.
But then Jemma Simmons smiled at her over a game of scrabble, with that adorable scrunch of her nose, eyes alight with laughter, and Skye knew that she was done for.