Hi! Here it's my second chapter. This time it's divided in three little scenes located somewhere in the season finale.
Again, I apologize for any possible mistakes in my English, neither Silvia nor I speak English as our first language but we've tried our best.
I don't own AoS, ABC and Marvel do.
Read and enjoy!
"I cannot believe you were such a fool and set the curtains on fire with Trip's laser" laughed Jemma walking back to their rooms.
They just came out from a little unexpected meeting in one of the motel rooms. The orders were clear: clean up and leave, then they will split up, Fitz and Simmons in one hand, May with Skye in the other, while Coulson would go with Trip. It was essential that every one of them achieved their part of the plan.
"Eh! Don't be mean, Jemma. It was just an accident" Fitz defended himself, holding the door open so she could enter first.
"Thank you" She said, complimenting his kind gesture. "But you must admit it's been kind of funny."
"Forget it already, for God's sake!" He complained.
"What if I don't want to?" She challenged him with a smile.
"If you don't want to..." Fitz grabbed her waist and drove her closer to him "I should do something about it."
"Mmm, interesting" Jemma bit her lower lip, placing her arms around Fitz's neck "What would you exactly do?"
"You'll see..." He answered, approaching his face just inches from hers "I would…"
"What about "get ready fast" from Coulson did you not understood?" Skye poked her head inside the room causing them to move away from each other. "Oh, come on, we all saw you yesterday"
The two scientists blushed in embarrassment at the simple mention of last night incident in the pool.
"As said" Skye continued. "Leave the cuddling for later, FitzSimmons, you have a Bus to find."
"Ward please" Fitz begged once again "Don't do this. Don't help him."
Garrett was lying on the floor pained by the electric shock Fitz has caused him with his little gadget. Two guards were holding him and Simmons preventing any attempt of scape.
"Forget it, Fitz" Jemma said, giving him a reassuring look "He's a traitor" She added while looking at the specialist with disgust. Ward just looked away.
"A traitor that will put a bullet in your heads" Garrett groaned with a grin on his face, trying to recover. He approached Jemma and held her chin to make her look at him "It's a shame, it's never easy to get rid of a pretty face."
"Don't' touch her!" Fitz shouted while trying to free himself from his captor. The man was much stronger than him and with a single blow he made him fall heavily to the ground.
"Fitz!" Jemma cried, trying without success to approach her companion who was standing up again with a thin bloodstain falling from his forehead.
"How cute!" Garrett laughed "It's sad you have to die being so in love" He looked at Ward, who was watching absent the whole situation, with a mix of compassion and sorrow towards his former teammates. "Ward will take care of you."
She was beautiful. The weak sunlight entered across the tiny window and lighted her pale skin giving it a glow of porcelain. Fitz caressed her cheek softly and noticed how cold she was. With his good arm he reached the first aid kit he had opened to find something useful to get out of there and pulled out a blanket. Trying not to wake her up he put it over her. Jemma murmured something in her sleep and, blindly, moved her hand searching his. Once she found it, she took it lovingly and drove it to her face, so close that Fitz could feel the tickle of her irregular breaths.
And, in some way or another, he knew it. He was going to find out how to take Jemma out of there even in spite of his own life, it was a price he was ready to pay.
As if she knew he was thinking about her, Jemma opened her eyes and tried to stand, but she felt dizzy because of the fall and had to lean over Fitz legs again.
"Quiet" He said, caressing her hair to calm her down. "I didn't want to wake you up. You looked peaceful in your sleep."
"What happened?" She asked, not really sure she wanted to know the answer.
Fitz explained everything, trying to keep calmed and making everything sound better than it really was. By the time he ended they were both sitting with their backs against the wall, holding hands.
"Are we going to die?" She asked with trembling voice after a short silence.
"No, we won't" He assured her holding her hand tighter. They wouldn't die down there. At least not her.
This is it! What do you think? Should I keep updating? It's on you, all reviews are welcome so please tell me your opinions.
Thank you for reading!