Prologue:

Fitz watched as the snow fell in the darkness of the night. The light of the moon made it seem so beautiful yet it seemed like a lonely sight ironic considering his situation. He felt so stupid now he couldn't believe he didn't see it or was it really that simple? Was it that he couldn't see the truth or that he didn't want to?

He looked down at his wrists now hand cuffed to a radiator was he really going to die here in this run down old house? What would she do to his body burry him in the basement? Would she chop him up and feed to wild animals or would she dissolve the pieces in a tub?

Did he really mean so little to her after everything? He heard foots steps approach the old wooden door. It slowly creaked as it opened only adding to eerie atmosphere. That was when she walked in dressed completely differently from normal or rather what he considered normal. She wore green stiletto boots, gloves and a green full body suit which showed off her surprisingly stunning body.

In all the time he'd known her he'd never noticed much of a good figure she had. There was no sound at first nothing but the echoes of her footsteps. "Do you hate me Fitz?" She asked in an almost emotionless tone of voice.

He scoffed "Why do you care your one them aren't you like Ward?"

"I'm not asking about that Leo."

"Don't call me that!" Fitz screamed "My friends call me that you-" he stopped trying to keep himself from shedding tears "your, not my friend Jemma or is that even your name? I'm not being funny either I genuinely want to know is Jemma Simmons your real name?"

"No. It's not Jemma Simmons. I was given a fake name and identity by someone I owe everything to. That someone is gone now but I will still carry out my mission as ordered because like I told Skye once, I like following the rules and doing what is expected of me and what was expected of me was the success of my mission." Simmons took out a syringe filled with some strange liquid.

"What is that?" Fitz jumped back as far as he could while cuffed.

"Something I've been working on I wanted to wait till I was absolutely certain it was safe for human trials but SHIELD turned that into a pipe dream." Simmons explained her voice rising with anger.

"So you're going to just inject me with that, with no idea what will happen?" Fitz's voice started shaking "How is this even you? How can you be… this?"

Simmons just stayed quiet for second not saying anything "Twelve girls to a house. The most determined, the most ambitious, the most aggressive. Twelve girls in eight houses."

"My god your like Natasha Romanov, a black widow."

Simmons laughed "No I'm afraid a I'm something much worse. I'm a scientist, a nihilist, a lab rat, but above all I'm a viper. It's sad but I actually hoped we could go on like we always did. I wanted to keep pretending I was Jemma Simmons. If only because just for a bit I could imagine that I was normal that I didn't have an important duty." She stopped to study Fitz's face and hers tightened with anger "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm not looking at you like anything." Fitz replied hoping to keep her calm.

"Liar, liar! LIAR!" She shouted as she slapped him furiously "You're looking at me like I'm the one responsible! I'm not if you want to blame someone blame Coulson! He robbed the world of a great and brilliant mind. He activated me when he killed off the heads of Hydra." She stopped to take a few breaths "Now that's enough talking for one night I think don't worry Fitz I added a sedative even if you die you won't feel anything it will be just like falling asleep and that is my gift to you." She explained smiling lovingly towards him.

"Please Simmons whatever that is if you love me don't inject me with it. You don't even know for sure what it will do!" Fitz sobbed.

"That's it though Fitz I'm doing this because I love you and besides discovery requires experimentation. You as a scientist should appreciate the magnitude of this risk!" She injected him with the syringe and he began convulsing "Don't worry Fitz this is normal besides you shouldn't feel any pain."

"I never-"

"Never what?"

"I never thought that we'd ever be here. When you came back I was so happy how did we get here Jemma? How did we get here?" As he fell into unconsciousness one final tear ran down his face.

Simmons proceeded to fix his messy and sweaty hair then kissed his tear covered cheek "I love you Leo."