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Skye stood in front of Coulson’s door, the sound of her heartbeat thudding in her ears. She’d known this moment was coming ever since Miles had been caught. She’d been a fool to think she could get away with it, and now, the man who had given her a chance, who had treated her like more than just a hacker or a problem, was waiting for her. But for the first time, she felt like an outsider.
She knocked once, hesitantly, then opened the door without waiting for a response. Coulson was behind his desk, the same calm expression he always wore, though there was something about the way he sat that made Skye feel like she was standing in front of a stranger. He gestured for her to sit, but she remained standing, unsure of what to do with herself.
“You wanted to talk?” Coulson’s voice was steady, but there was an edge to it that Skye couldn’t quite place.
“I... yeah, I do. I—” Her throat felt tight, like every word was stuck there, unwilling to come out. “I’m sorry, Coulson. I messed up. I shouldn’t have gone behind your back, I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Miles.”
Coulson didn’t say anything immediately. His gaze was unwavering as he studied her, and Skye felt like every inch of her was laid bare. The silence stretched out between them, thick with the weight of her guilt.
“I’m disappointed, Skye,” he said finally, his voice low but firm. “I thought you understood what being part of this team meant. I gave you a chance, and you took advantage of it.”
She flinched, his words like a punch to the gut. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, she shifted on her feet, her mind racing. Coulson’s disappointment hit harder than any anger ever could, and it was like the weight of it crushed her. She had let him down, and she couldn’t undo that.
“I know,” she whispered, barely able to keep her voice steady. “I thought... I thought I could handle it, that I could do it without anyone knowing. But I was wrong. I’m sorry.”
Coulson’s eyes softened just a fraction, but the sternness remained. “You’ve always been smart, Skye. But you’re also reckless, and I can’t afford to have someone on this team who puts us all at risk without thinking through the consequences. Do you understand that?”
Skye nodded quickly, her hands clenched at her sides. “I do. I get it now.”
“I hope so,” he said quietly. “But saying sorry isn’t enough, Skye. You’ve broken trust, and it’s not something that can be fixed overnight. It’s going to take time to rebuild that.”
She swallowed hard, nodding again, feeling the truth of his words sink in. “I’m willing to do whatever it takes. I want to prove to you—and to the team—that I’m better than this. I won’t let you down again.”
Coulson studied her for a long moment, his gaze never wavering. Then, finally, he gave a small nod. “I hope you can. Just remember, trust is earned. And right now, you have a lot of work ahead of you.”
Skye felt like the air had been knocked out of her chest, but she forced herself to meet his eyes. “I’ll do the work. I promise.”
“Good.” Coulson’s voice was calm again, and he looked down at the paperwork in front of him, signaling the end of the conversation. “We’ll see how you do.”
Skye hesitated, then turned to leave, her heart heavy. As she stepped out of the office, she felt a small, bitter knot in her stomach. The road ahead was long, and she wasn’t sure how she would make things right, but for the first time, she was determined to try.