Hey all! I needed something to entertain me until the second half of the second season starts, so I am writing this. This is a FitzSimmons fanfic, taking place in-between the first and second Season. Simmons said that Fitz was in a coma for nine days. This takes place during those nine days, as Fitz thinks back to moments the two have shared. So it's his subconscious thinking. There will be 10 chapters, the first chapter is FitzSimmons when Fitz gives Simmons the oxygen and saves her, before he's in the coma. Chapter 2 will be the first day he's in the coma, and so on. It will progress backwards, as his memories take us from the end of season1, to the beginning. The 10th chapter will be a memory of when they first met, which was mentioned throughout the series. Everything else will be direct scenes from the season.
I will be doing another fanfic similar to this, but its Simmons point-of-view when Fitz is in a coma. I'll be posting that after I've finished with this. But ya, I hope you guys enjoy this!
"Ah, yeah. Well, my mum always said that you shouldn't be afraid because it's just like the way life was before you were born which wasn't that bad, was it?"
-Leo Fitz
Chapter 1
I wasn't afraid to die. Scared, maybe. But there were more important things in life than living. I was pretty sure saving someone you cared about took priority over saving yourself. I had to save her, there was no question. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, if she didn't make it out alive. She was my whole world. She was my partner, my best friend, the girl I loved. There I admitted it. Ever since I almost lost her when she jumped out of the plane, I realized how much she meant to me, and how broken I would be without her. I almost lost her once; I certainly wasn't going to lose her again.
Ever since we were paired together at the academy, we were inseparable. It's funny to think that we hated each other at the beginning, considering we were best friends now. It was there that we got our name FitzSimmons; it was there people started referring to the two of us, as one person. I resented that at first. We were two separate people, with two very different ideas. But as we got to know each other, we realized how similar we were, and how smart we were together. The name FitzSimmons grew and we grew to both like it. We were always together, working on something. We were always in the lab. Our lab. Our place. My favorite was when we wouldn't talk and just work. We knew each other so well that we didn't need words to communicate, we just needed thoughts. As Skye had said it was like we were psychically linked. And I didn't doubt it.
When we finished hooking our device up to the window, I turned to look at her. I had made up my mind; I just didn't know how she would react.
"Now when I push the power button…"
"The window will blow in and water will rush in."
"Which will be like a hundred punches to the stomach okay? The wind's going to be knocked right out of us. Now this is near empty." I showed her a canister. "But I've rigged it to let out a burst of very high pressure. It should force a breath into your lungs, but you have to hold on to it. K hold on tight. It should be enough to get you up the ninety feet or so."
"One breath, but there's two of us."
"Ya, I've done the math." There was nothing else I could use, and we were running out of time. "That's why you're taking it. You're a better swimmer anyways." I knew she would disagree, but it was her only chance.
"No."
"Jemma"
"No I'm not leaving you."
"No we're not discussing it okay? You're taking it. End of story. I couldn't live if you didn't."
"Well I feel the same way. There has to be another way." There's not another way. I know.
"You're taking it."
"Why would you make me do this? You're my best friend in the world!"
"Ya, you're more than that Jemma." Oh I felt relieved. After all that time, she finally knew. "And I couldn't find the courage to tell you. So please. Let me show you."
She started to cry, and hugged me. I embraced her back and held her tight. I wasn't scared anymore. I just didn't want this moment to end. I wanted to hold her forever. And pretend that we weren't in the bottom of the ocean, but we were, and she needed to go.
"It's okay." I told her.
"No. No." she said between sobs. She then kissed me on my cheek, in-between my cheek and forehead, my forehead, then down the other side. Then went make to hugging me.
"Jemma, Jemma, Come on. We have to hurry up."
"No, no." I could feel her tears starting to soak my shirt. She needed to go,
"Take it Jemma."
"No."
"Take it."
We ended the hug and I handed her the canister. She took it and looked at me with tears in her eyes. She put her hand on my shoulder. She finally had it in her hands. And the only thing I could think about was that she was going to make it. I looked back at her as a final farewell. This was it. The seconds seemed to last years as I thought of everything we'd been through and this was the end. But it was okay. She would be okay.
I smiled one last time at her, and before she could do anything, I turned and pushed the button. I heard her scream "No!" It reminded me of when she jumped off the plane. Except she was the one sacrificing her life to me, now it was my turn to save her.
The last thing I remember was the water rushing in, hitting me like a hundred punches to the stomach.
AN: So that's the first chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed it. And each chapter will vary length wise. The next one is about this same length but others will depend. Anyways let me know what you think in the comments! And I would love to hear any ideas you guys have. I mainly have the chapters figured out, but if you want a certain episode or moment from an episode, let me know and I'll see if I can make it work! Thanks!