It had been almost a year since she had seen him. He seemed to be doing well now, heck he'd even made a friend.
"It's good that he's found someone who gets him" Jemma Simmons thought to herself as she watched her former lab partner through a window in the playground.
She kept replaying their last conversation in her head.
"You left. I needed help. I needed help with the cloaking and the...theā¦lots of other things. You gave up on me"
She could hear the anger in his voice and see the hurt in his eyes. Simmons felt awful for leaving, but she couldn't tell him the real reason she left.
There was more to her leaving than just gathering Hydra intel. She wanted desperately to tell Fitz, but it was now top secret, sealed in an encrypted file somewhere safe. The file had been labeled an 0-8-4, but Jemma named him Jack Fitzsimmons.
