Chapter 1

Jemma POV

The doctors tell us she won't see the next sunrise and her body is giving up. We prove them wrong when I put a needle with unknown liquid in her and her body stabilizes and four days later she is still her. I take her blood and monitor her vitals as she lays still on the bed, her chest rising and falling as the ventilator works for her. It worries me as she hasn't woken yet, her brain activity is good but there is still a possibility of unknown brain damage from being in the hyperbaric chamber for so long.

I run my hand through her soft hair, hoping in some way I am comforting her. I take one last look at her monitor, then her. I gently remove my hand and walk back to the lab where I am trying to figure out what caused such a regrowth but it didn't heal the scars or bone damage to her ribs where the bullet has grazed.

I run the newest blood test and glance at the monitor that shows the room Skye is in. I hate waiting for her to wake up. I want to hear her laughter and see her bright eyes, but I know her body must rest through the healing.

I can hear Fitz running around the room trying to fix the Night Night guns to improve them for Ward and the rest. I…I don't know what to do, just wait for Skye blood to show me something and for her to wake up so I know everything is okay with her.

Hours pass and I all do is study her somehow clean blood samples and watch her room monitor but she doesn't move at all, she just lies still. It worries me that she's not moving at all since we injected her with the unknown liquid.

Another hour passes and Fitz gets me to drink some tea and eat a sandwich. I want to sleep but the nightmares will plague me and I want to be there when Skye wakes up. More time flies by and I take another blood sample.

I'm waiting for the new blood sample to load up when I fall asleep at my desk and I'm back in that basement with Skye's body and there is nothing we can do for her. I am jerked awake Fitz voice yelling in my ear, 'Jemma! Skye's awake! Something is wrong!'

I immediately jump from my chair and I run to the medi-pod , when I get there Skye's eyes are open and she is trying to rip out the ventilator but May is holding her arms down. I rush to her and I place my hands against her head and I get her to meet my eyes and I say, 'Skye, Skye dear. Listen, I'm going to remove the tube. But I need you to calm down, alright?'

Skye's eyes are filled with panic but they meet with mine, 'Alright, I need you to cough for me when I remove the tube, you probably won't be able to talk but I will give you some ice chips to sooth the pain in your throat,' I tell her.

She nods to me, I remove the tape holding it there and then take hold of the tube, 'Cough,' I tell her, she coughs hard and I manage to pull it out. She continues cough trying to rid the dryness in her throat and Fitz hands me a cup of ice chips and water and I hold it against her lips. She sips slowly and hand coming to rest against mine. Her eyes well up and a few tears spill over onto her cheeks.

She pulls my hand away and she tries to speak but it pains her. I watch as she took my hand and placed it against her left leg, a sob slips through her throat.

'Skye?' I question her, worry filling my veins.

'Jem…I…,' She starts coughing again and I give her the ice again, pleased to hear her voice. When she pushes it away again then next thing out of her mouth kills me.

'Jemma? Why…why can't I feel… my legs?'

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