Chapter 1:
Fitz stared at his reflection a million times before deciding to go with the red one. He slung the tie around his neck and reached for his watch. "Why do we have to go again?" Skye takes her place next to Simmons. "The event is to commemorate the fallen during the battle of New York." Simmons explained. "Yes and it will be nice to get a few hours away from the plane." Coulson smiled as he gave out their invitation cards. This is a black tie event guys so I hope you have the proper outfit. We don't want to look out of place." Coulson laughed but no one seemed to fine his joke funny instead they all stared at him around the table. "We land in one hour." May's voice immerge from the intercom.
Fitz remembered seeing the girls getting all excited as they made their way to the compartments. He stared into the mirror once more before removing the tie around his neck. He searched the drawers for his blue when he heard the knock on the door. He turned around only to hit his head against the bed lamp.
Simmons stepped into Fitz room when she had seen what happened. He was seated on his bed rubbing his forehead vigorously. "Omg Fitz, are you ok?" She ran towards him immediately pulling his hands away to get a good look. "I'm fine Jemma." He smiled at her. Simmons stood up showing off her dress. "Well how do I look?" She gave a small spin as she smiled at him. Fitz stood up watching her. She wore a simple black dress with her hair up in a bun. She had worn a simple necklace which he had bought for her last Christmas. In simple she looked beautiful. Seeing her like that made his stomach flip a million times.
"Which tie did you choose?" She looked over his shoulders towards his drawer. He held two in front of her. "The red or the blue one?" She smiled at him as she reached out for the blue. She felt the soft fabric under her fingers. She placed the tie around his neck. "It brings out your eyes." She said as she knotted the tie. "It does?" he looks down at her. She only smiles back at him.
He is just inches away from her. She is close enough to smell his perfume. She is almost at his height which only happens when she wears her three inch heels. She takes a step back to get a good look at him. He looks good, really good. "Jemma." "Yes, I was wondering if…" There was a knock on the door. "Guys, we are ready to leave." Skye smiled at the both of them "Yeah we are almost done." Simmons smiled at her. They waited till she had left the room before turning her attention back to Fitz. "You were saying?" "Well I wanted to actually…" There was a loud honk followed by Ward calling out their name. "Guys we got to go!" "Oh gosh Fitz, we will be late." Simmons grabbed his hands and ran towards the car.