"Aren't you going to tell Simmons! She needs to know! You would never want us to keep something like this away from you!" Skye starts ranting at Coulson.

Coulson begins in his gentle voice, "Simmons needs to keep her head on task, she won't be able to work with this distraction, I will tell her after,"

Skye starts again, "But! What about Her! She needs to know! What it-"

"We can not tell her yet, Skye," Coulson reiterates yet again. "Don't get any bright ideas about telling her, it could jeopardize the mission, and the lives of innocent civilians,"

"Okay," Skye sighs. This goes against her whole being, She always has wanted to make information known, despite knowing dastard results.

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"Aha! I figured it out! If you-oh" I keep forgetting that Fitz isn't around to celebrate with me.

"What did you find out?" Trip asks me. I jump and bump the counter knocking of my tri-screened I-Pad. Trip with his Special Agent reflexes catches it before it touches the floor.

"Oh!" I yelp! "I'm sorry, didn't mean to do that!"

"Oh, it is my fault, sorry for scaring you," Trip is standing right next to me grinning like a bafoon. Before my near death experience I would have loved this and would have memorized every moment. Now, I just feel sick with homesickness. This should be Fitz, not him, but I have to brush it of.

I put on my best smile and blush which something very easy for me. I grab the I-Pad from his hands and ask, "You were saying?"

"You said you figured something out..." he answered.

"Oh! That well, you know, I found out how to give the vaccine the ability to not burn Miles Leonardo's skin!" I sputter out like and excited goose. Which I am.

"You did! How?" Asked Trip genuinely interested, as he leaned towards me. I closed my eyes remembering "leaning" in Sleepless in Seattle. I grab a pen of the counter behind me

"Oh! You know! Science stuff!" I tell him avoiding the question, and he doesn't seem to notice. I can't help feeling awkward, because it feels like his eyes are peering into my soul. And his broad shoulders are very distracting.

He doesn't stop grinning as he tells me, "You are a terrible liar, Jemma"

"What! Me! Never! Why would I lie?" I blurt out.

"That's one mystery I'd like to solve," He whispers while he grabs my hand. I feel my lips curl against my will. I can't help relaxing with him here, like he is a barricade guarding me from the outside world. But I can't crack. I have to find Leo.

I put my hand on his chest and push back gently. I go grab my water bottle and drink some, because I couldn't find a better excuse. "Well, no clues from me Sherlock!" He just leans against the table, in Fitzs spot(!) and grins wildly like he just won the lottery or something.

"Oh, I'm not sure about that, Jemma,"

I look up wondering how he plans to play this out. I doubt he wants Leo around, but he wouldn't tell me. He has waited on me hand and foot ever since the Hub. "Well, do you know anything?" I decide to be a wise guy.

"You are under distress, but not surprising with Fitz in medical facilities under Fury's command," I raise my eyebrow, "And because of this you are extra jumpy,more than before," he chuckles, "And besides you have been having nightmares haven't you?"

My eyes grow extremely wide. No one is supposed to know about my nightmares. Those are secret. A sign of weakness. I am strong. Not Specialist strong, but I am not some civilian. Skye bursts through the door right now," Coulson wants you Trip,"