Okay, first try at Agents of Shield fanfiction, I'm excited.
Ignoring Simmons being abducted by the weird alien rock, this takes place a few months after the season two finale.
Skye was surprised that Lincoln had stayed with SHIELD this long even though he had feared the agency, but if she was being completely honest with herself she knew why he was there. But, instead she convinced herself he must have grown attached to the team like she had despite how hard she had previously fought against the agency.
~_~AOS~_~
"Hey Skye." Lincoln called. "I'm on my way to the kitchen, you want to come?"
"Sorry, no, I've got to go . . . talk to Simmons . . . about something. Maybe later?" Skye tried to ignore the disappointed look on his face.
"OK, I'll catch up to you later I guess." Lincoln turned away, and Skye immediately felt bad. She knew she was giving him the cold shoulder without an explanation.
Without a legitimate reason, she thought to herself.
Skye walked and eventually found herself in the lab. She didn't really know why she had made her way here, or what she wanted to accomplish, but she made her way over to Simmons anyway like she had claimed she would.
"I need to talk to you." Skye said when she had finally drawn Jemma's attention away from whatever complicated thing she had been working on.
"Is everything alright, Skye?" The scientist said, concerned for her friend's wellbeing.
"I need friend Jemma, not Doctor Simmons." Skye said only partly joking.
"I'm only one person Skye."
~_~ AOS ~_~
Lincoln was confused. For the past couple of months he had helped Skye on every mission she was called on, continued her training with her powers, and helped her with her assignment of creating an inhuman team. He thought they were getting closer, that she might even like him back, but whenever he tried to subtly ask her to do something with him outside of work, she froze and made up some excuse to get out of it. Maybe he should talk to Simmons. The two seemed close maybe he could get her to open up to him since Skye wouldn't.
~_~AOS~_~
After Skye had a long talk with Simmons, she went to her bunk to mull over what her friend had told her. She knew she needed to talk to Lincoln, explain things to him, but she didn't know how. She needed time, but most of all she needed a solution.
~_~AOS~_~
"Um, hey Simmons?" Lincoln asked nervously. "Could we talk?" He paused and looked around at the room full of scientists and felt even more self-conscious. "Somewhere a bit more private?"
She nodded and gestured for him to follow her as she brought him to an empty room. He sat on the table while Simmons remained standing. "Is this about Skye?" She asked gauging his reaction.
He looked up at her, surprised. "How did you know?"
"She came to talk to me earlier." Simmons gave Lincoln a half smile. She wanted to see them get together but understood Skye's hesitation.
"I just don't get it. I know something must be going on, but what?" Lincoln rubbed both of his hands down his face. "When we're working together or around other people, she's the Skye I met at Afterlife. Sarcastic, funny, happy, curious, excitable, flirty even. She's . . . she's Skye."
Jemma saw the smile reaching his eyes as he described her. It was a look of pure adoration and, well, love, though Jemma found it hard to comprehend as they'd only know each other for a fairly short amount of time.
"But," he continued. "I want to do more than just work with her. I want to be with her. Even if we just went back to being friends it would be okay, but every time I try to ask her to do something outside of work . . . it's like she wants nothing to do with me anymore."
"Oh Lincoln," Simmons said finally taking a seat beside him. "Skye wants to be with you too. She said as much when we talked earlier. She wasn't really sure why she was pushing you away, but I get it." Simmons paused waiting for his response, but he remained silent. Jemma took that as permission to continue. "She's scared."
Simmons waned to laugh at the look on Lincoln's face. He had only seen her afraid of one thing and that was her power. He couldn't think of any reason for her to be afraid of him. "Why?" was all he managed to say.
"Her last boyfriend turned out to be a member of Hydra. He betrayed us and he dropped Fitz and I from a plane above the ocean. Fitz still struggles occasionally from the resulting brain damage."
"I've heard some of what Ward did."
"Then her boyfriend before him, Miles, was an anti-SHIELD/big brother hacktivist like she used to be. Unlike her, he sold information to Hydra under the guise of Project Centipede which led to a man being captured, imprisoned, experimented on, tortured, and eventually killed." Lincoln's eyes widened. "So, you can see why she's a bit hesitant to date again, no matter how much she likes you?"
Lincoln nodded. He had to admit he wouldn't be eager to date again after those happenings. "So, what can I do to help her? Is there anything I can do to help her?"
"Give her some time. When she's ready to put herself out there again, she'll come to you. I don't think it'll be too long, but, just . . . don't give up on her, okay?"
"Never. Thanks Simmons." Lincoln got up to leave.
"And, if you ever do hurt her, I don't care if you have powers, you will be taken care of." Jemma's cool demeanor as she gave that threat unnerved him.
"I won't." With that he left.
Fitz went into the room where Jemma still sat. He gave her a short kiss then sat down beside her in the spot Lincoln had recently occupied.
"You've been quite popular today. What's going on?"
"Our team is trying to convince me to go back and get a degree in relationship therapy." Jemma sighed.
As always I live off of prompts and reviews. If you want a continuation of this or another oneshot all you must do is ask and wait. Sorry I still have homework to be doing.