A diary entry from Fitz.
What a couple of days. I don't even know where to start. One minute we're all joking and making fun of Ward and the next thing Simmons is jumping out of a freaking air plane, for God's sake. I nearly had a heart attack about 5 times in the past 42 hours.
God, what was she thinking? She can't just do stuff like that. First, she gets infected with this thing, and then she knocks me out and jumps off the bloody plane.
I was going to jump after her, I really was, but its probably a good thing Ward showed up. He's probably more skilled at falling, although doesn't seem like it should be that difficult.
Anyway, I could've done it, but Ward beat me to it, which is annoying, but Jemma is safe so it doesn't matter.
Jemma.
What on Earth was she thinking? Like I said, she nearly gave me a heart attack, and, I don't know. Something else.
I guess its safe to say that she's my best friend. The thought of losing her, well, I don't want to think about it. I'd rather think about her here, beside me. Not right now, though, because I'm in my bed, and that wouldn't do. Well... no, it wouldn't do.
Unless... I don't know. If she wanted to be in my bed, I don't think I would object. We'd probably just watch a movie-the bed would be more like a couch. Just a couch. Nothing weird about friends sitting on a couch together.
Friends. Yes, that's what we are. Good friends who look out for one another. And spend a lot of time with each other.
So much time, that, I couldn't think of ever dating anyone. Could you imagine? One of us dating? That wouldn't do.
God, Jemma, what were you thinking? It was weird, a little bit ago, she kissed my cheek. I don't think she's ever done that before. I guess female friends might do that now and then.
But regardless, it made me feel a little weird. Not in an unpleasant way, because it wasn't unpleasant, but in a I-don't-know-what-I'm-feeling kind of way. I don't know what I would do without her. She's insufferable, yes, but... she's the best person I know. And she's beautiful. Might as well come out with that.
And who doesn't like a pretty girl kissing your cheek? That's it. I'm feeling weird because I liked it, but its okay that I liked it. Who wouldn't like that?
Now, if I thought I'd want to kiss her on the mouth, that would be weird, because we're friends. And friends don't kiss on the mouth. Well, unless we were Italian or something. Then I could probably kiss Jemma on the mouth.
God, Jemma. What did you do to me?