Four Days
A/N: So this was another little idea that nestled itself into my brain. I wanted a more angst-y feel than I've been giving lately, and I think I somewhat succeeded, so yay! As always, I'd really like to hear from you all! Leave reviews, PM me, give me ideas, suggestions, constructive criticism, I want it all!
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B/N: "Unless it's like 'Hi' with a smiley face or something, I don't mind"
Only after she left did Jemma realize how lonely she was without her best friend. It was a mistake to leave him, I shouldn't have left him. I could try to help in the recovery, I would try so hard to help and not make anything worse. I want to see him again. I want to see him working, not just hear it from Coulson. I want to see him smile, something that sounds difficult for him while he's still recovering, or maybe Coulson is lying to me. I want to see him so badly. I need to see him, she thought to herself. It had been approximately two weeks since she had left—two weeks of absolute torture—and she was regretting every second. She didn't want to leave, but she knew she had to; knew that her presence there would be so counterproductive to his recovery, and she just wanted her best friend back. So she decided to be only slightly selfish, leaving so she had the best chance of getting her Leo back.
She wanted to be there for him, she needed to be there for him. But she couldn't. She was on an important mission now: spy on Hydra and see what they're up to. But Coulson did say he can find away to get me out should I ever want to leave… Jemma thought to herself. She didn't know how much longer she could last without seeing Leo, hearing his voice, watching him work in a lab like they used to.
But she also wanted revenge. Revenge on Ward—for what he did, how he weakened the bond she had with her best friend. The boy she met at the Academy, the engineer at Sci-Ops, the man with her on the Bus. But for now he was gone, and she didn't know when he was coming back. She wanted Ward to feel the same sense of loss she did, she wanted him to lose his home of Hydra like she had lost her home: Leo.
God, she loved him, didn't she? She didn't want to admit it, not when what they had was so amazing. They were connected, practically one entity. She really didn't want to screw that up. Jemma knew any confrontation of her non-platonic feelings would mess up everything if Leo didn't feel the same way. Sure, he told her she was more than just his best friend, but it was too much to hope that it wasn't just confessed because they might die. Jemma knew it was a heat-of-the-moment thing and no matter how much she wanted to talk to him about it, she couldn't.
So far, these past four days have been the longest and most torturous days of her existence. Jemma can't remember the last time she felt so…alone. She needed her Leo back, and she would do whatever it takes to get him back.
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