Title: Accidentally In Love
Pairings: Skye and Jemma Simmons | Skimmons
Summary: After a hard day at work, Skye received a text from an unknown number.
Preview: Unknown Number (7:15pm): Skye. My name is Skye and you're very much welcome Jemma. Goodnight.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but this story.


"A person can really take you by surprise."


Chapter 3: Deal?

Skye woke up at the sound of her phone ringing. The sound of her ringtone is getting louder and it started to irritate her ears. She moved her hands and stretched it to where the noise is coming from and roamed her hands to search for her phone. As soon as she felt her phone, she picked it up and lifted it in front of her face with her eyes still closed. She tried to slowly open her eyes but failed so she relaxed them and tried to open her left eye. Her vision is still a bit blurry and her eyes are still adjusting to the brightness of her phone screen. The ringing stopped just before she can answer it and she dropped her hand on the bed while still holding the phone and closed her eye again.

She cocked her head to the other side and the light from the windows slowly invaded her eyes. Skye groaned and as she slowly opened her eyes, the light coming from the window illuminated her beautiful dark brown orbs.

"It's Saturday but people and Mother Nature won't even let me sleep until my head hurts enough for me to wake up on my own," Skye complained as she struggled to lift her body from her bed, "Why can't I be a morning person and not wake up like a grumpy old lady?" she asked herself grumpily.

She yawned but she immediately suppressed it when she remembered her conversations with Jemma last night. Her eyes grew big and hastily picked her phone up from where she last dropped it on her bed.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" she freaked out while trying to input her password and failed a couple of times, "Mother of fingers!" Skye cursed in frustration.

After successfully unlocking her phone, she saw a notification, "One missed call" and tapped the 'Open' button. An unregistered number flashed on her screen but she quickly recognized it. Her heart beats faster because her brain is still recognizing her previous thoughts about having a text exchange with Dr. Simmons. She forgot to even add Jemma's number to her contacts because she was too caught up with their conversations. She tapped "Add to contacts" and saved her number as 'Jemma'.

After saving Jemma's number, she opened her inbox and found several texts, some of them are from a forwarding company, Ward, Hunter and Jemma. As soon as she saw Jemma's name, she then only remembered that she fell asleep through their conversation. She became worried and nervous at the same time so she decided to read Ward's and Hunter's texts first.

Ward (7:09am): Hey, you bailed on me last night! Not cool, you owe me a drink.

Skye smiled and tapped on the reply button.

Skye (8:12am): Clearly, I didn't go out for a drink with you last night so technically I didn't bail and I don't owe you a drink but I still have your text so YOU owe me a drink Hairy Potter!

Skye chuckled a bit and proceeded on reading Hunter's text.

Hunter (3:27am): Drop everything lady hacker! Skye laughed after reading the first sentence and said "I am NOT going to drop my phone mister," emphasizing the word 'not' before continuing with his message I got a very steamy, sensual sex last night, so what do you say huh?

Hunter's text ended with a lot of weird emoticons. Skye's face turned to a disgusted look and replied to his text.

Skye (8:13am): What is wrong with you? I'm now scarred for the rest of my life, thanks to you.

After a few seconds she already received a reply from Hunter, their thread is still open so she's able to read it right away.

Hunter (8:13am): Well thank you for your support. I appreciate it but I was drunk last night and thought that informing you was necessary. Apology number one.

Skye knows that their conversation will end up with Hunter telling her about the girl he had sex with last night so she decided to ignore him and pressed the back arrow button. She grew nervous again once she saw Jemma's name on her inbox.

"Skye, Skye..." Skye whispered when she saw her fingers lightly trembling, "She is not Dr. Simmons, she is not Dr. Simmons, come on my beautiful, slender fingers, chant with me," she tried to convince herself and breathed in deeply.

"Okay. I will just re-read some of our conversations before I read your last text when I fell asleep. I don't know why you called but I'll figure it out." Skye closed her eyes and swiped her finger through her phone's screen, when she was sure that the scrolling had already stopped, she opened her eyes and read the texts.

As she was scrolling down re-reading the texts, she paused for a long while and her eyes grew wide comically.

"No, no, I didn't mean it that way. I'm not hitting on you but do you want me to be?"

"Where the hell did that come from? This is embarrassing! I lost to Hunter for the 'Most Embarrassing Text' award," Skye's face turned pinkish but proceeded to scroll down hoping for something redeeming.

Skye (12:13am): I'm on my bed right now, my own bed not on a hospital bed, silly. I'm just a woman concerned for a fellow woman who will go home at 2am. But honestly, you know, for a while there I was kinda hoping you were really Dr. Simmons, is that a bad thing? I hope you're not offended in any way. I'm just really a huge fan of that genius Doctor for a very long time now. Imagine having 2 PhDs! How amazing is that? How can someone not admire her for her intelligence and achievements? And plus, never seen a doctor as hot as her before, mind the accent too. She's a perfect human being! Again, I hope you're not offended that I actually hoped you're Dr. Simmons.

"Damn it! Swallow me and kill me now, just kill me now! I'm on my bed right now? That sounded so bad!" Skye's face turned from pink to a dark shade of red after reading her text, "I really hope she's not offended by that," Skye chided herself for being insensitive and she can feel her heart beating like it will jump out from her chest anytime soon.

Skye is unsure if she still want to continue reading the next conversations but she let out a long breath and tried to calm herself by chanting "She's not Dr. Simmons, she is not Dr. Simmons, relax Skye, just relax. Her name is Jemma something and not Doctor Jemma Simmons," when she's sure that she's calm enough to continue, she scrolled down and read the next text.

Jemma (12:19am): Skye, it was really fun reading your last text and I don't know what should I feel about your suggestive texts but I will just consider them as compliments. And lastly, I am not offended in any way about what you are hoping for. Why would I? I am Doctor Jemma Simmons.

Skye blinked a few times, she thought she read it wrong so she read it again. This time, she read it very slowly trying to sink it in word per word. When she's finished reading the text, her brain went blank, her face was so straight and pale. Skye was speechless, even her comedic curses won't come out, she felt like she's suddenly in a coma but she's awake. When the last sentence from Jemma's text finally sinked in to Skye, her eyes went so wide she didn't know her eyes are capable of doing that. She tumbled down on to her bed backwards from a sitting position and felt her back bounced a little.

"Oh holy mother fff—freaking finger lickin' good! She is Doctor Jemma Simmons!" Skye can't control her emotions as it quickly takes over her "She…I…her…" she can't even form coherent words "I can't believe I texted her those messages! So much for an impression Skye! Please ground, just open up and swallow me whole I beg you."

She stared at the last text again and thought hard about what she will reply. This has become so awkward for her. She's becoming more and more frustrated because she can't think of anything good enough to say when something crossed her mind so she opened her message and quickly typed in something.

Skye (8:23am): Hi there Jemma, I'm sorry I fell asleep last night, it's not that you're boring, actually, I had fun with our little conversation that I didn't want to go to sleep yet but I guess I lost the battle against my sleepiness.

Skye (8:23am): Oh, and sorry I missed your call, the ringing stopped just before I can answer it, by the way, why did you call? Not that I don't want it, it's just that I cannot think of any reasons at all.

Skye (8:23am): And Jemma, I want to tell you something…I have told you about my admiration for Dr. Simmons but come on, it's really impossible to happen that Dr. Simmons will just mistakenly text a random number then went on to a full conversation with a stranger who can either be a creep or a serial killer. Is this a prank? Am I being punk'd? Please don't mess with me because my poor little heart won't be able to handle it.

Skye tapped send and just thought about it being overboard or overly dramatic in a sense. She's still nervous as hell because this Jemma just told her she's Doctor Jemma Simmons, 'The' Dr. Jemma Simmons she's been looking up to for a very long time but she can't also get it out of her that she's just messing around and trying to prank her. She stood up and even looked for hidden cameras in her apartment just in case but she can't find one.


Jemma is currently sitting inside her office checking some files of her patients, writing some notes and editing some schedules on her phone's calendar when a notification popped up in her screen "One New Message" she placed her pen down and elegantly sipped on her tea then set it down then pressed the open button and saw that it was from Skye.

"Hi there Jemma, I'm sorry I fell asleep last night, it's not that you're boring, actually, I had fun with our little conversation that I didn't want to go to sleep yet but I guess I lost the battle against my sleepiness." Jemma chuckled lightly as she read on the first sentence of Skye's text and took another sip of tea from her cup before continuing with the text. "Oh, and sorry I missed your call, the ringing stopped just before I can answer it, by the way, why did you call? Not that I don't want it, it's just that I cannot think of any reasons at all." Jemma suddenly figured that she didn't really have any reasons at all, she just wanted to hear Skye's voice and she's not sure if it is out of curiosity or something else.

Skye (8:23am): And Jemma, I want to tell you something…I have told you about my admiration for Dr. Simmons but come on, it's really impossible to happen that Dr. Simmons will just mistakenly text a random number then went on to a full conversation with a stranger who can either be a creep or a serial killer. Is this a prank? Am I being punk'd? Please don't mess with me because my poor little heart won't be able to handle it.

Jemma didn't know what she would feel or how to even react at that but she's sure she heard herself say "Awwwwwww" (like awe on awesome but longer) like she's thinking of a cute little puppy or when someone said the sweetest thing to you. Jemma read it once more before typing in her reply.

Jemma (8:34am): Good morning Skye. No it's okay don't worry, I called with no strong apparent reasons at all, I just want to check up on you because you didn't reply to my text last night, I was worried that I might have sent something offensive or something improper to you but I'm relieved that I did not. Anyway, such a noble choice of words as an explanation for falling asleep.

Jemma (8:34am): And now that you mentioned it, it didn't really occur to me that you might be a creep or a serial killer, well are you? I'm kind of worried because you know some stuff about me.

Jemma (8:34am): And to answer your last concern with all honesty, yes I am really Doctor Jemma Simmons, 2 PhDs and all and mind the accent. I'm not pranking or punking you by any means. And of course not, I have no reasons to mess with that poor little heart of yours but I can take care of it anytime if you want me to. I do have a question too if you don't mind, I am certain that you have already heard my voice many times before, am I right?

Jemma sent her text with confidence not really realizing what she had just said on the last part. Her smile never left her face though and sipped on her cup of tea before going back on checking with her files.


Skye just finished cooking her breakfast - scrambled egg and pancakes with butter-flavored maple syrup and a cup of coffee. She took a large portion of pancake in her mouth and nearly choked when her phone beeped beside her plate. She sipped on her coffee and coughed a little and then stared at Jemma's name before opening it.

The 'Good Morning Skye' part warmed her heart a little as no one really sends her a text with a normal introduction such as 'Good Morning' and a bonus of her name after it. She smiled at the next part of Jemma's message and chuckled a little at the 'noble choice of words' part. She laughed when she read the part "And now that you mentioned it, it didn't really occur to me that you can be a creep or a serial killer, well are you? I'm kind of worried because you know some stuff about me."

Her face turned to a dark shade of red again after reading about "And to answer your last concern with all honesty, yes I am really Doctor Jemma Simmons, 2 PhDs and all and mind the accent. I'm not pranking or punking you by any means. And of course not, I have no reasons to mess with that poor little heart of yours but I can take care of it anytime if you want me to." Her heart is beating faster again, she read the 'take care' part and took it in a completely different sense but she became nervous when she read the last part and she mentally smacked herself when she felt turned on with that question.

"Oh my God! Is it bad that I find that question in a flirtatious and seductive manner?" Skye never thought that her face can turn in a shade of red like that.

"I feel like my mind will blow, there are too many images running on my mind right now," she felt like she needed a shower right now but she replied nevertheless.

Skye (8:36am): I haven't received a Good morning text since I got my job, I never really cared about it before but now I think I wanna get used to it especially when it came from you.

Skye (8:36am): Well that's sweet, someone checking up on me when they haven't received a text from me, it's weird but it feels good actually, thank you.

Skye (8:36am): Good job at using my own words against me! And no, no, I'm not a creep or a serial killer or close to it, I'm not a freaking psycho so you don't need to worry. Wow, someone taking care of my heart, that would be lovely...and scary if you're thinking of dissecting it! I hope not! Hmm, yes I did actually, I've already watched your interviews and speeches on tv and internet before, why'd you ask?

Skye did her best to sound as calm as possible so she won't scare Jemma out of her brilliant mind because Skye is already freaking out so she just hoped for the best.


"Can you book me a ticket to Nashville today? Please schedule my trip at any time this afternoon but not later than 2pm, I need to be there for a conference dinner," Jemma requested to her secretary.

"Should I book a hotel too Dr. Simmons? And should I schedule you for a return ticket too?" Her secretary asked her.

"Yes please but no need for a grand hotel, just a decent one and no, I will do that myself as I'm not sure how long I will be staying there," Jemma answered her secretary's inquiries.

"Okay Dr. Simmons, I will update you in a while," Her secretary confirmed.

"Thank you Gwen, you make my job a lot easier," Jemma praised her and smiled at her before going back inside her office.

Jemma heard her phone beep. She picked it up but before she can read it, the phone in her office rang, she pressed the answer button in a loudspeaker.

"Dr. Jemma Simmons, we need you in the laboratory ASAP," the voice from the phone sounded truly urgent.

Jemma stuffed her phone inside her coat's pocket, gathered her kit and went to the lab.


Skye can't put her phone down and she keeps on checking it every minute or so. She's waiting for Jemma's reply for over five hours now and she's becoming paranoid over it. To ease off her mild paranoia, she opened her laptop and checked on the status of her order – A box set loaded with mechanical and electronic parts she wasn't really familiar with.

"My newest task is not in the field of my expertise, I don't know what came to me when I accepted this task, probably the bonus incentive that I will get from finishing it," Skye sighed when she stared at the unfamiliar list of parts included in the package "This is going to be a huge pain in the ass."

According to the tracking information of her package, it will be delivered today with no time commitment so she's bummed by this because it means that she can't go out and she have to wait for the package.

After an hour and a half, Skye's boredom is killing her so she texted Hunter to come over.

Skye (3:07pm): Hey buddy, got some free time? Want to come over and have some pizza? You can tell me about your adventure last night or you can just bring her over here, no problem but don't you dare have sex in my apartment. And absolutely no threesome will happen!

Hunter laughed out loud after he read Skye's text. He's in his own apartment having tons of fun with the girl from last night.

Hunter (3:07pm): Hey there lady bangs, no can do sorry, got some company and we don't need to relocate. You can join us however, you know where I live.

His reply has the intention to annoy Skye. He kept it short but he surely knew it will work.

Skye (3:08pm): Eww gross! Never mind that, just do your thing there, I'll be more than happy with my alone time here than join you.

Skye immediately received a reply from Hunter.

Hunter (3:08pm): Well that's new. Skye's alone time, I will surely remember that.

Skye (3:08pm): I don't know you, stop texting me!

Hunter laughed out loud again, he never fails to annoy Skye.

Skye is bored, frustrated and annoyed all at the same time, she was about to do a weird selfie just to annoy her followers on Instagram when her phone beeped again.

"Hunter just won't stop!" she groaned and checked her phone. She squealed when Jemma's name appeared on her phone "Oh my God!" her body reacted at her excitement and she bumped her knee at the edge of her desk "Oh my God!" she repeated but in a very irritated tone.

Jemma (3:10pm): Hi Skye. I just got your message, that's sad to know, everybody deserves to be greeted a good morning, especially someone as cute and as funny as you. If you will let me I can greet you good morning every day, we can continue tomorrow. Yes, I felt that when you sent me a take care message and I can't thank you enough for that, and I hope that a simple checking up on you text from me can make up for that? I won't dissect your heart, that's ridiculous. I know, I know, I do trust you about not being a creep or a serial killer but you can send me a photo of you just to be sure. Oh yes, good, good, since I'm in Nashville right now all I can do is call you so you can hear my voice in exchange for your photo as a sign of proof, deal?


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