Pairing: Skye/Grant Ward
Title: he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist
Word Count/WIP?: complete
Recced By: redbrunja
Why This Must Be Read: (full disclosure: I betad this fic. That said, it's totally awesome and more than deserves to be recc'd.)
This is an excellent outsider pov on the Skye/Ward relationship - Kara's cool eye for details means that the reader is aware of all this tiny reactions that have so much meaning. Also, Kara feels like a present character in this - she has her own (platonic) relationships with Skye and Ward and isn't just there to wander around and watch the Skye/Ward ship unfurl.
It's nine weeks to the day that Skye first showed up on their doorstep, when she walks in with bruises painting one side of her face, a bloodstain on her sleeve, and a bottle of whiskey clutched in her hand.
"Bad day at the office?" Kara's there alone, making dinner. Ward's off on some mystery mission that he refuses to talk about. Kara privately thinks that he's been trailing Skye. It's obvious that something’s seriously wrong, but Skye's not talking.