Her dainty fingers began to shake after Fitz hissed in pain.
"Hold still, I'll be one more moment." Simmons murmured, her voice emotional and shaky.
Fitz tried his best to ignore the sharp aches and pains darting through his broken arm and took in Jemma's expression as she created the sling. She looked how he felt.
They both knew what was going to happen, and Fitz even wondered why Jemma insisted on patching up his arm when they were both going to die here.
They were going to die, in this tiny pod, cross-legged on the floor, with nothing but gauzes and files and absolutely nothing that mattered to them.
But at least they were together. That mattered.
Jemma moved her hands behind Fitz's neck to tie up his sling, shaking in the process because clearly that was all she could really do right now.
Fitz exhaled as he watched her sad eyes focus on only getting his god damn arm balanced and rested. He could feel her hands shaking against the back of his neck and he knew she was frustrated that the she couldn't tie the knot properly. He wanted to just pull her in and promise her that everything was going to be okay but that would be a big fat lie because, none of this, none of this situation was going to be okay for them.
Fitz blinked back the tears just before Simmons' face crumpled together, tears getting the better of her and falling down her cheeks. She closed her eyes in defeat and let her forehead come to a rest on Fitz' shoulder. Fitz shivered at how broken Simmons looked, he wanted to do whatever he could to make that stop because she wasn't a broken woman. She was strong and clever and brilliant and it angered him that the only thing he could do to help her was to wrap his arms around her and not let go until death greeted them.
It wasn't enough to stop the pain but Fitz did, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap and held her so close they may as well become one. Jemma let herself settle into him even more, causing Fitz to lean against the file cabinets behind him. He rested his head back, feeling Simmons' breath against his cheek and they fell asleep.