Just a random one-shot. I'm sure lot's of people are going to do this after the most current episode. Who knows, maybe if people like it it can become more later...
(Sorry... It's not fluff...)
He opened his eyes and looked around the room. The soft beeping of the machines and his own breathing were the only sounds in the quiet space. A table in the corner was overflowing with flowers that filled the room with a lovely fragrance. Next to the flowers sat several plush monkeys with happy little faces. He didn't know why he smiled as he saw them, just that they cheered him up.
Continuing to look around the room, he saw a figure covered in blankets and curled up in a chair. Whoever it was, it was asleep, he could tell from the way the body rhythmically moved up and down with each breath. He didn't know what to do, so he left it alone.
Spotting a cup on the table by his bed, he reached to grab it, hoping it was filled with water to quench his hoarse throat. The cup was almost out of reach, but he managed to push it with fingers. But instead of grabbing it, he sent the cup clattering to the floor.
The figure on the chair shot up, the blanket falling off of her to reveal a young woman. Blue eyes met brown as they stared at each other for a brief second.
"Fitz?" The girl said, her voice barely over a whisper. "Fitz!"
In a flash, the girl had moved from her spot and flung her body at his, pressing him into the bed. Her hands were on his face and her lips on his cheeks. Every spot she kissed burned with a familiar sensation, but he couldn't explain why. He didn't know why looking into her eyes awoke butterflies in his stomach and caused his heart to race. He didn't know why the girl who now held him so tightly, so intimately, was no more familiar than a forgotten dream.
He had no idea who she was.
Painful seconds passed as he awkwardly laid there, his hand not sure if it was okay to brush through her hair. Finally she broke away, tears streaming down her face. He reflexively reached up and brushed the tears off her her cheeks as he stared into the face he didn't recognize.
"Oh, Fitz, I thought I might have lost you." she said, using the name he still didn't know.
Was that him? Was he Fitz?
"F-Fitz?" he asked, his voice hoarse, like he hadn't spoken in months. "Who's Fitz? Wh-Who are you?"