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The Brit Next Door

Chapter 2

As Jemma and Veronica drove off Skye received a text off her bestfriend, Bobbi Morse.

Bobbi (11:43am) : Hey, I just wanted to say again how sorry I am I couldn't help you unpack. Please tell me you aren't doing it alone because that will make me feel even shittier than I do now. X

Skye smiled at the text, she and Bobbi had been best friends for nearly 3 years now, ever since they both worked at S.H.I.E.L.D. they had become close friends.

Skye (11:45am) : Well originally, I was going to be doing this alone but actually the next door neighbour has offered to give me a hand once she gets back from dropping off her daughter. X

Skye (11:46am) : And like I said you're forgiven. Hunter can be a bit of an ass when he wants to be :P

Bobbi (11:47am) : That's really nice of her! Listen, I've got to go, text me later! Love you :P

Skye (11:49am) : I will. Love you :) X

Skye sent the text and looked at the truck containing boxes and furniture. Unpacking wasn't Skye's idea of a fun thing to do on a Saturday.

Skye didn't own much but she still had a lot to unpack. She began with the lighter boxes and placed them in the rooms which the boxes had written on. In the 10 minutes before Jemma arrived, she had moved about 7 boxes.

As soon as she walked back out of the house to collect another box, she saw Jemma's car pull up on her driveway. Skye's face instantly grew a smile. She stood still and waited for Jemma to get out of the car and acknowledge Skye's presence which she did immediately.

'Hey Skye, how much have you done whilst I've been gone?' Her voice was like music to Skye's ears, she loved her accent as it enabled her words to flow so smoothly out of her mouth. She never wanted to hear the end of it.

'Er, I've moved about 7 boxes but I spent sometime texting my friend Bobbi because she was supposed to help me unpack but she couldn't make it.'

'Okay no worries. Are you hungry?' Her voice flowed so smoothly out of her mouth and She got too caught up in her accent that she completely zoned out.

Skye's attention refocused back onto her when Skye heard her fingers click incredibly close to her face and Skye flinched.

'Skye? You okay?'

'Er...yeah. Sorry. I just thought of something and it got me distracted. What did you say again?' Skye felt incredibly embarrassed and rude because she just completely zoned out purely from admiring her sweet and gentle voice.

Jemma chuckled.

'I said are you hungry? I assume because you're unpacking that you have no food so I was wondering if you want anything to eat?'

'Yeah. Thank you Jemma.' Skye smiled and thought to herself how am I this lucky to be living next to such a beautiful woman?

'No problem.' Jemma smiled back and turned to unlock her door and walk into her house.

Skye unloaded a few more boxes before Jemma returned with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

'Thank you.' Skye took the sandwich from her and their hands brirfly touched for a short moment.

Jemma smiled in return and walked down her path and onto Skye's to begin to help her unload.

'So do you want me to just put these boxes in the front room and you can sort them out later or-'

'Yeah just do that please, it'll be easier for me to sort out later on.'

Skye still couldn't get over the British accent. It was soothing and just flowed. Skye took a bite of her sandwich, placed it down and went to get a box.

'So how long have you lived in America?' Skye decided to make small talk instead of bearing an awkward silence throughout the whole process of transporting boxes.

'I moved here when I was 17 so just over 9 years.' Jemma said.

'How come you moved here?' Skye was going to spend most of this time asking her questions so she could get to know her better.

As Jemma went to get another box, Skye placed hers down and caught up with her so they could properly have a conversation.

'I got two PhDs and I decided to work for S.H.I.E.L.D. as a biochemist.'

Skye's jaw hung open slightly. She and Jemma worked in the same place?

'Why are you looking at me like that?' Jemma was confused and had no idea why Skye was acting like Jemma just killed someone.

'I...work for S.H.I.E.L.D. In the computers division.' Skye was completely surprised.

'So you work on the floor above me? And I've never seen you before?' The realisation hit Jemma too.

'I've only been at S.H.I.E.L.D. a couple months, I used to work for The Rising Tide but the money wasn't so good and I was living in a van. But I got tracked down by a guy called Agent Coulson and he-'

'He's my old boss! We used to be a part of a team before it got disbanded!'

'Really? Small world huh?'

Skye was amazed at how much they actually had in common. It dawned on her that she may be able to see more of Jemma than she anticipated especially considering they work at the same place.

'What were you saying about living in a van? Sorry I cut you off.'

'I lived in a van because the money wasn't so good but when A.C realised I had talent, he got me a job at S.H.I.E.L.D. which let me get this house. So where's Veronica's dad anyways?'

Skye decided this was her chance to find out everything she could.

'It's just me and her. We were in a relationship for about 4 months before I fell pregnant and he left during the 3rd month of my pregnancy. I've not heard from him since.'

'What an asshole.' Skye suddenly felt the need to get her laptop out and track him down and give him a few hits to the face.

'I agree. Is there no man in your life?' Jemma suddenly became curious with Skye because she only just realised it was her who has been getting all the questions.

'No I play for the same team.' Skye shrugged and walked to get a box because this conversation was beginning to turn onto her.

Jemma noticed how Skye had become defensive and acknowledged the fact she walked off.

Skye took the box into her house and took another bite of her sandwich.

'Do you want a cup of tea? Or coffee?' Jemma asked so they could at least have a topic change.

'No I'm good. Thank you though.' Skye allowed the corners of her mouth turn into a brief smile to reassure Jemma.

It didn't work.

'Okay. What did I do?' Jemma decided to confront her once and for all.

'I'm sorry?'

'Ever since I asked you a question about you, you decided to be all mopy and gloomy.'

'I don't know what you're talking ab-'

Skye never got to finish the sentence due to being cut off my Jemma.

'Don't lie to me. When I asked you a question about you, you just cut yourself off and became all defensive!'

Skye looked down at the floor because she didn't know what to say.

Jemma sighed and walked past her to her own pathway and walked into her own house and shut the door.

Skye walked over to the truck and leaned against it. She didn't know what to say. Seconds later, she pulled out her phone and called Bobbi.

'Bobbi?'

'Yeah? Now is not exactly the best time.'

'I'm sorry. I just really need your words of wisdom.'

'What have you done Skye?'

'I upset my neighbour, she offered to help me unpack and she started asking me questions and I couldn't answer them. She realised I was becoming defensive and when I wouldn't tell her why, she went back into her house and I've basically fucked up.'

'Ah, good job, Skye.'

'I don't need the sarcastic comments thank you. Worst part of all, she works for S.H.I.E.L.D. too so if I don't sort this mess out, I might have to face her at work everyday.'

'Bit of a coincidence there but listen, I know you don't like opening up to people due to your past and all but if you go knock on her door and say to her that you became all defensive because you struggle to talk about yourself then she'll understand.'

'Thanks, Bob. Tell Hunter I said hi for me.'

'Will do. Talk to you later, okay?'

Skye hung up and pushed herself off of the truck and unloaded a few more boxes. She didn't know what to say to Jemma yet as she wanted to word it right so hopefully unloading boxes would help her think.

As Skye was unloading box after box, Jemma left her house and Skye stopped in the middle of her path with a large box in her hands and glanced at Jemma.

'Look, Jemma I-'

'Save it. I need to go pick up Veronica.' Jemma's voice was harsh and it hurt Skye to hear it.

Jemma got in her car and didn't even take a second glance at Skye who was just watching her leave.

Skye sighed and just carried on unloading. Fortunately, she was almost done and so she wouldn't have to bear Jemma's harsh voice again.

When Skye got the last box out of the truck, Jemma's car had returned with Veronica in the passenger seat.

'SKYE!' Even though Veronica was a little girl, she had a loud voice.

'Hey there!' Skye placed her box down and walked over to the fence whilst Jemma ignored her and unlocked her front door and walked in without saying a word to Skye or her daughter.

'Are you still moving boxes?'

'Yeah but this is my last one so then I can relax for the whole day.'

Skye had always loved kids, even at St. Agnes she would help out the nuns with the other children when she wasn't always moving around foster homes.

'Oh, I was hoping you could play with me.' Veronica looked down at the floor and pouted her bottom lip.

Skye got down on knee so she could be the same height as Veronica.

'I'll talk to your mom about it and see what she says okay? Don't bring it up to her until I talk to her okay?'

'Okay! You're the best neighbour ever!' She held out her arms for Skye to hug her and it wasn't really possible due to a fence being in the way so instead Skye lifted her up and rested her on her hip and allowed Veronica to wrap her arms around her neck.

'You're really tall! I like the view from up here.'

Skye chuckled.

'This will be you in a few years, don't worry.'

As Skye and Veronica were talking, Jemma was watching from the window unnoticed. She smiled to herself as she saw how good Skye was with her kid. Jemma didn't want to say anything because she was still angry towards Skye.

Skye began walking towards her gate and then opened Jemma's and placed Veronica down.

'Okay, go inside and I'll talk to your mom in about 10 minutes okay?'

'Okay!' Veronica skipped down the path and Skye smiled as she watched her until she went inside.

Just before Veronica walked inside, Jemma sprinted off into the kitchen acting as if she was doing something so her daughter didn't suspect her mom was eavesdropping on her.

As Veronica walked through the door she shouted, 'Mom!'

'You done talking to Skye?' Her voice wasn't so stern as her daughter didn't know about her little 'disagreement' with Skye.

'Yeah, I'm gonna go get changed.'

'Okay, flower.'

Veronica rushed upstairs and when she did so, Jemma turned and made herself a cup of tea.

As soon as she managed to eventually sit down, the door knocked.

Who could that be?