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With You Till The Very End

Summary:

They thought their biggest obstacle was going to be figuring out how to be parents while living on a secret spy base and still being on somewhat shaky ground with one another. Boy, were they wrong.

Notes:

Hey babes! Thank you so much to all of you who read the other story in my Providence!AU. This is the sequel for "Want To Move Forward and Forget", so if you haven't read that one, then I suggest you think about it before reading this one, so you'll understand more of what's going on.

But if you have read that one, then welcome. Thanks for coming back. I'm really excited to share this sequel with you, as there is A LOT that is going to happen here. And please do not hate me for the continuing of the slow-burn Skyeward. I promise it'll pay off in the end! But they've still got a ways to go.

Enjoy!

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Chapter Text

A sharp, familiar cry cuts through her attempt at sleep and she lets out a tired groan. Reluctantly pushing herself up into a sitting position, she runs her hands down over her face before swinging her legs over the side of the bed and standing up.

Grabbing the tablet off her nightstand that doubles as the baby monitor, she moves on pure muscle memory out of her bunk and to the room just next door. She keys in her code to unlock the door and moves inside, setting the tablet on the shelf closest to her just inside the door.

Squinting in the dim lighting from the projected stars on the ceiling, she crosses over to the crib against the wall and peers down at the squirming one-month old lying inside. His arms are flailing and his feet are kicking against the blanket she'd put over him earlier in the night. It's already off his body and working its way to being completely bunched up at the bottom end of the crib.

"Hey, baby," she says softly, reaching inside to run a hand over his head. "What's the matter, huh? I thought you were going to try and sleep for me. I know you're still pretty young, but I thought we made a deal early on to go easy on each other." She sighs as her son keeps crying. "Alright, come here."

She carefully lifts him out of the crib and settles him against her chest, gently swaying from side to side on her feet, one hand rubbing up and down his back in soothing motions. She presses a kiss to the top of his head as she moves to the rocking chair in the corner near the crib.

She settles herself in the chair and leans back, laughing quietly when she notices Adian's face slowly nudging closer to her breast. "Of course you're hungry. You certainly have an appetite, don't you?"

She closes her eyes and leans her head back as her son eats, hoping to rest her eyes even for just a few minutes. She cradles him close to her chest so he doesn't have to strain his little neck. She loves these quiet moments between the two of them before the rest of the world creeps in on them and they have to deal with other people and situations.

If she could, she'd make it so that it was just her and her baby boy, just the two of them relaxing alone without having to deal with anything else. She might even consider letting Grant in on it too, solely for the purpose of letting him be with Adian. He's been proving to her in the last month that he really wants to be a good dad. He's taking every chance he has to take care of Adian. She loves how much he loves their son. It warms her heart a little more every single time she sees the two of them together.

A small gurgling pulls her out of her head and she smiles down at her son staring up at her with wide eyes.

"You all done, baby?"

She carefully lifts him up onto her shoulder, remembering just in time to put a burp rag there first before settling him in. She pats his back gently as she rocks in the chair, trying to get even the tiniest of burps from him. This rocking chair is something that she definitely did not think of when she was compiling a list of things to get. But it's another reminder to her of how amazing Fitz and Trip are where her son is concerned. One of the best gifts that she got from her shower.

"I know you've got one in there, baby," she says as she continues to pat at his back. "Come on, give momma a burp."

Sometimes she still can't believe that this is her life now. Sleepless nights, long days dealing with a slightly cranky baby, the seemingly never-ending effects on her body after giving birth.

It's all worth it, though, she supposes, to finally have her baby in her arms, happy and healthy. Guess all those mommy-blogs really were right.

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"Go away," she mumbles, swatting at whatever is trying to shake her awake. She's tired all the time. Even when she doesn't think she's tired, she ends up being tired. She just wants to sleep for a few uninterrupted hours. Is that really too much to ask?

"Skye, come on."

Her eyes fly open and she gasps at the weight she no longer feels against her chest. "Adian."

"He's right here, he's fine."

She looks up to find Grant standing next to the couch, Adian resting comfortably against his shoulder. He's swaying on his feet and rubbing a hand up and down Adian's back. "He woke up but you didn't."

She sighs. "I can't believe I didn't notice."

Grant waves her off. "It's fine. I had a few minutes with him before I realized you might want to be awake just in case."

"Yeah, thanks." She pulls herself into a more seated position. "And you know, his room is right next door to yours," she reminds him. "You can always go in there and see him whenever you want to at any point."

He nods. "I know. But I don't want to disrupt his sleeping pattern or whatever. It's important for him to have a routine."

"No, what's important is for him to sleep through the night so that I can sleep through the night. I like my sleep, Grant."

He chuckles, bouncing Adian lightly. "Yes, I know. But he's still little, he's not going to sleep through the night yet. At least, that's what I read."

She sighs, leaning her head against the back of the couch. "I know. But I'm just so tired all the time. It's probably why I fell asleep when he did and didn't wake up when he did either."

"No one ever said parenting was going to be easy."

She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, I'm aware of that. I just wish he would sleep all night so I could sleep all night."

"I mean...you could, if I got up with him at night."

She shakes her head. "No, that's okay. I think it's internally wired for me to get up with him when he needs to eat. And since I'm breastfeeding him, it's definitely easier if I get up with him."

"Okay. But my offer still stands whenever you want it."

She smiles appreciatively. "Thank you." She lets out a sigh as she watches him rock Adian gently. "I can't believe he's already a month old."

"Neither can I. I know it might be a little weird, but I don't think I want him to grow up."

She shakes her head. "No, it's not weird at all, and you're not the only one. I don't want him growing up either. He's so cute and tiny right now, I don't want that to go away. I mean, he's also going to be cute as he gets older because he's a mix of us and we're both very attractive people, but I don't want his tininess to go away at all." She leans against the back of the couch, a small smile on her face as she watches her son. "He's just so perfect how he is right now."

Seconds later, Adian begins fussing again, his quiet whimpers turning into full-blown whines rather quickly.

Skye sighs. "Except for when he does that. He's been so good and quiet up until now." She shifts on the couch and holds her arms out. "Here, give him to me."

Grant's brows furrow as he continues to bounce Adian. "You don't think I can calm down my own son?"

"It's not like that, Grant. I have complete faith in you when it comes to taking care of him, but are you the one who is his source of food until he can eat regular food on his own?"

"Oh, um...no."

"Exactly. So give him to me, I think he's just hungry. Again." She takes Adian and holds him against her chest as she adjusts her shirt. "Calm down, baby," she says softly as her son begins nuzzling against her chest. "You've gotta give momma a second."

"I can't pick up on what he needs."

She looks over her shoulder. "What?"

"I can't pick up on what he needs," Grant repeats, his eyes locked on the floor before he looks up at her. "You're so in tune with what he needs and I'm not. I can't do anything for him."

She frowns. "Hey, whoa, don't beat yourself up about this, Grant. I spent nine months growing and carrying him inside my body; he and I have a special bond and I'm just a little more naturally in tune with him. But it took a little time for me to actually figure out what his cries mean. And I still get it wrong sometimes. Like you said, parenting isn't easy. And you're his dad, you two will have your own special bond as he gets older."

He sighs, his shoulders slumping. "I guess so. I just...I'm going to go walk around for a bit. Let me know if you or Adian need anything, okay?"

She nods. "I will."

She watches as he walks away, his head down and his shoulders still slumped in defeat.

She sighs and looks back down at her son, taking one of his small fists in her hand as he stares up at her with curious eyes.

"You love your daddy, right, kiddo? I know you do, and when you're older you'll be able to tell him that. I just wish he knew that and didn't beat himself up for not being able to figure some things out."

She lets go of his fist and runs her hand down over his head. "Maybe the two of you just need some bonding time. I have been hogging you a lot. But it's not really my fault when you need me for so much stuff."

She sighs again. "Guess we'll just have to play it by ear, then, huh?" She smiles when he just continues to watch her. "Now that you've eaten, I think it's time for momma to get herself something to eat before she gets cranky." She leans forward and sets him down on the floor on his back underneath the playtime mobile she got at her baby shower. She pushes some of his other toys a little bit closer, just in case, and then makes her way into the kitchenette, her stomach already grumbling.

"Perfect timing."