A/N: I had to turn the rating up to 'T' for this chapter just to warn you and I still don't own any of this. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it!
Jemma's P.O.V
You wake up the next morning intertwined with Skye. You have one arm around her waist and another on her thigh while her hands are on your hip and shoulder. The second you wake up you feel the blush forming on your cheeks and try to untangle yourself from her but the second you start to move her eyes fly wide open and stare into yours. "I'm so sorry about this Skye, we must have done it when we were asleep." You stammer out as your blush grows brighter with each word. You take your hand off of her thigh and start to mumble another apology for good measure. "Jemma, don't apologize." Skye tells you as she takes your hand and puts it back onto her skin, pulling you closer and never breaking eye contact.
You must be dreaming, you think. This is too good to be true. As Skye pulls you impossibly close you see fear in her eyes. "Skye, are you okay with this?" You ask her in a whisper. She shakes her head no but she doesn't pull away. "No, I'm not but I want this Jemma. I can remember now. Everything. And all I want is you." She whispers and you feel her breath on your skin. "Good, because your all I want, too." You say under your breath as you bring your lips closer to hers and press a gentle kiss to them. As you begin to pull away she pulls you closer to her once more, bringing your lips together again and kissing you with a hunger and passion that you mirror. She brings her hands round to the small of your back and you slide your hand further up her thigh and the other into her hair. As your hand travels further up she suddenly pushes you back from her and turns away from you, her breathing fast and her shoulders shaking. "Skye, are you alright?" You ask because you don't know what else to do. She doesn't reply so you reach out and place a hand tentatively on her shoulder, causing her to cower away from your touch. A few minutes pass by in silence as you sit with your arm outstretched and she tries to compose herself.
Skye's P.O.V
"I'm sorry, I just, I can't do this." She sighed as she turns back to Jemma. "It's okay Skye, you don't need to apologise. I shouldn't have-" "No, it's not your fault Jemma." She wants to tell Jemma but she doesn't know how to put it into words. She had always been taught to hide her fears and emotions and now that she needs to admit them, she can't do it. "Then what is it, Skye?" Jemma asked her in an innocent tone. She sighs, this is stupid. She's never told anyone about this before and Jemma barely knows anything about her past. "I can't say, Jemma." Her voice cracked midway through the sentence and her eyes started to swell with tears again. Jemma comes closer to her and gently takes her hand, lacing their fingers together. "Skye, you don't need to be afraid of me. Whatever it is bothering you, I will understand, okay?" She nods to the girl and pulls her closer-but not too close-and wraps her arms around her crying into her shoulder.
They sit like that for what seems like hours until they hear someone coming down the corridor and break apart. May comes through the door, for the second time since she had come out of the coma and nods to acknowledge her existence before turning to Simmons. "Coulson needs you to report to his office." May says with no emotion before turning to leave as fast as she came. "I need to go, are you sure you're okay?" Jemma asked uncertainly. "Yeah, I'm okay. You'd better go see what AC wants." She says trying to sound confident. "I suppose so. I'll come back as soon as I can." Jemma said, disappointed by having to go. As she watched Jemma leave she couldn't help the goofy grin that spread across her face. She remembered Jemma, she remembered everything about her and now that she knew the girl felt the same way as she did, she could finally be happy.
When Jemma comes back into the room a few hours later she is asleep again, lying peacefully under the sheets with a faint smile dancing on her lips. The second she hears Jemma move the chair to sit down her eyes shoot open and when they meet the other girls she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. "Sorry, did I wake you?" Jemma asks guiltily. "Yeah but I want to be awake. How did it go with Coulson?" Jemma sighs, "It went okay but he wants you out of this bed by the end of the month, which I told him wasn't happening." She lets out a small chuckle. "But I feel fine Jemma. I don't see why I shouldn't be out of here by the end of the week." She says hopefully. "No way Skye, you are still healing and if you start moving around now you could tear your stitches." Jemma says like it had been a ridiculous thing to suggest. "But I only-" "No." "But what if-" "No, Skye. Forget it." She sighs in defeat, if Jemma doesn't want her out of the bed she'll just have to sneak out. A few minutes pass by in silence. "I'm going to get a cup of tea, do you want anything?" Jemma asked her. "Yeah! Can I have a sandwich? I'm starving." Jemma looks at her suspiciously, "Okay, but stay in the bed." "Yes Doctor Simmons!" She answers with a salute. Jemma leaves but not before giving a warning glance over her shoulder.
The second she hears the door close at the end of the hallway she swings her legs off the side of the bed. As she slowly places her feet on the ground she smiles, she hasn't felt this good in months. She slowly stands and as she does a wave of dizziness washes over her but she ignores it and takes her first step. She stumbles at first but then she manages to take a few steps without stopping. Once she gets to the other end of the room she hears the door to the corridor open and footsteps quickly approaching."Shit." She curses under her breath. She tries to pick up speed as she makes her way back to the bed but her legs give way. "Aahhh!" She screams as she falls, hitting her head off the heart rate monitor and then crashing onto the floor. Jemma comes rushing into the room and drops the plate and mug in her hands, both of them smashing on the floor and pieces of ceramic flying everywhere. "Skye!" Jemma panics and rushes towards her. That's the last thing she sees before her world fades back into darkness.