"Our first Christmas, Fitz!" Jemma gave her husband a peck on the cheek and smiled like a little girl. "We should decorate. These Playground apartments are not exactly homey, much less in the holiday spirit."

"We should get a tree." Fitz agreed. "And some of those decoration things, what's the word? Wreaths. Those."

Jemma bounced up and down. "Yes, yes! But won't they have a tree in the common area already?"

"Yes. But I want a tree for just us. For just me and Jemma Simmons." Fitz put his arms around her waist and spun her around. "And we're going to celebrate this first Christmas like none before."

Jemma smiled up at him again. "Like none before." She repeated, resting her head on his shoulder. "What will we do first?"

"I think we should drag it out. Make it last a long time. Maybe decorate one thing every day?" Fitz suggested.

"We could make a list!" Jemma suggested, perking up again. "Let me get some paper."

"Don't we need to get permission to bring a tree in? Put that on the list first." Fitz told her. "If we can get it tomorrow, we can start decorating."

"The tree for tomorrow, then." Jemma sat down at the table, scratching onto her notepad. "But we need permission first, which I can get from Coulson tonight."

"We should get Christmas themed tea cups. And candles for the middle of the table." Fitz suggested.

"Definitely the teacups, but candles are a fire hazard." Jemma pursed her lips.

"Aw, come on Jemma. It's Christmas. Besides, you use more hazardous things in the lab every day." Fitz argued back. "And it's not like we're going to keep them lit when we aren't in the apartment."

"All right then." Jemma's winning smile was back again. "Candles it is. I wonder where we could get Christmas teacups?"

"Anywhere." Fitz frowned. "But we need to make sure that they are proper teacups, not just coffee mugs."

"Oh, definitely. Coffee mugs are not the same thing." Jemma agreed. "Shall we go ask Coulson about the tree?"

"Santa hats. We should get those." Fitz said. "Wait, what? Oh, yes, we should. Wouldn't want to break a SHIELD protocol." He grinned mischievously. "Following the rules makes me feel nice."

"Oh, FITZ!" Jemma groaned as she stood up. "What am I going to do with you?"

"I don't know, Jemma. What are you going to do with me?" Fitz asked, leaning in to kiss her.

It soon became common knowledge throughout the team that Fitzsimmons was decorating for Christmas. They were blissfully oblivious of the fact that they were the most talked about item in the lounge after dinner that night, while they secured special permission to leave the base and pick out a tree.

Mack and Hunter were playing a video game, while Daisy was watching them from her favorite chair. "We should do something for them."

"What do you mean?" Mack asked.

"Fitz and Simmons. To help them decorate their apartment." Daisy suggested.

"Well, what do you suggest?"

"Ornaments for their tree, just general decorations, I guess." Daisy shrugged. "I can't think up all the ideas here."

"Yeah, I'm calling dibs on the santa monkey." Hunter said, finally beating Mack in their game. "I win." Throwing down the controller, he leaned his head back and sighed. "You know, all this Christmas talk makes me wish that I actually cared about tinsel and mistletoe."

"You should. I bet Bobbi would like that." Daisy teased him, twisting her ring absently.

"Alright, peace out." Hunter got up and left.

"Touchy." Mack whistled. "I'll bet you that he's going to get some tinsel and mistletoe."

"Hunter? Mistletoe?" Their heads turned as they heard Bobbi's voice from the doorway. "Are you kidding me?"

"We were just joking around-" Mack began to explain.

"There is no way that Hunter does anything with mistletoe and tinsel. I've known him for five years, and he's practically the grinch." Bobbi told them. "Believe me, it would be a Christmas miracle if he did anything beyond a santa monkey for Fitzsimmons."