Prompt: FitzSimmons + FitzSimmons + "You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

Jemma opens her eyes to see a light far brighter than she had expected or wished to find. Her head feels like it's pounding, like it had been hit by something, hard.

"What the hell happened?" Jemma whispers, moving to cover her eyes with her hand in an attempt to banish the latest cause of the pain.

She hears a voice from somewhere to her left and she jumps at first before realizing that it belongs to Fitz. "You fainted… straight into my arms" he says, with a nervous chuckle. "You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

"Oh, Fitz" Jemma sighs. "I meant what happened before that."

"Right, 'f course" he replies matter-of-factly. "That one 's a bit trickier."

"Just start at the beginning, then, and we'll see what we can do" Jemma huffed as she pushed herself to sit against the lab table she felt next to her.

"'s a good idea. So, you were working at your table, mixin' some chemicals when I came in. I was on my way over t' see what you were doing when… Daisy came rushing in. She was yelling about something and between that and me coming up behind you, well it looked like you jumped and spilled a bit of whatever you were pouring. Next thing I know…" he trails off as he joins her on the floor.

"I fainted" Jemma finishes for him.

"Yeah. How, uh, how are you feeling?"

"I have a headache but I'm sure that will fade soon enough." She pauses at his mumbled agreement but continues when she gets an idea. "However, I'm still a tad confused about something."

"Yeah?"

"If I fainted into your arms, how exactly did I end up on the floor?"

"Oh, well you see- Daisy was still here and she- and I had to- and so I-"

"It's alright, Fitz" she laughs, stopping him with a hand on his knee. "It's just a joke. You don't really think I'm upset with you, do you?"

"Course not" he laughs, albeit less easily than she had. "Daisy's really the one to blame here."

"Right, Daisy. Did you ever give that specialized lock for the lab another shot?"

"I haven't yet. But I did just find the schematics the other day…" he says pushing himself to his feet.

"Maybe you'd best pull those back out, yeah?"

"Maybe I should" he laughed, reaching his hand down to help her up.