A groan filled the air. It shattered the comfortable silence, which was soon ruined altogether by another groan. She was sore to the bone and as the brunette stirred under the white sheets, she found it hard to move. Her body just did not seem to want to work for her and she was too tired to try. Skye's eyes didn't open until her ears caught the middle of a conversation, but she couldn't make it out. The dim gray ceiling of the room was unappealing and it made her want to drift back to sleep. The woman did finally manage to roll over emitting another groan at how defiant her body seemed to be, shutting her eyes tightly and trying to ignore the sudden background noise. Machines were humming, people were talking, and something was buzzing.
Suddenly there was a bout of static before a loud and mildly irritated sounding voice pounded into her ears. There was a huff from the small bed and the carnivore expert reached for the bedside table, eyes still shut in one last bout of defiance, before she brought the walkie-talkie to her ear, "Jabulani, Jabulani, slow down. Tell me again."
"Yes, yes, miss Johnson. Mashaka is out of perimeter again. You need to go and bring him back. His tracker pinged in at—" Skye listened sleepily to the coordinates, trying to remember them as she sat up from bed, holding the white and blue sheets around her chest.
From her bed in her trailer she could see the monitors on her computer flashing the coordinates as well as she watched a red dot on the screen moved towards a large green line.
"I see him. He's close to the fence, I'll be on my way," Skye confirmed and put the radio back down, falling back into bed. It was just then that she noticed her alarm clock had gone off and the conversations she had heard in her half asleep state was the morning's news over the radio. She could barely make it out anyway as it was all in Afrikaans and her personal translator didn't seem to be present. The buzzing had been her phone, which Skye promptly grabbed and pushed the circle button, bringing up several text messages and one voicemail which made her sleepy self smile so early in the morning. She shot a quick text back and put her phone back down, finally deciding to get up.
First, she abandoned the sheet, and scooted her naked body out of the bed, grabbing a pair of jean shorts from the floor and a fresh pair of undies and slid them both up in quick succession. She had to scramble for a bra. Her roommate of the past six months had a way of losing it willy nilly in the night. When she went to find a shirt, she recalled that they were all hanging up on the clothesline outside. This made the brunette groan again, but she quickly decided to move on to a different part of her morning routine before venturing outside half dressed. She slipped into the small bathroom, taking a look in the mirror.
Her hair was a mess, as was expected after having romped around on into the wee hours of the morning. The African sun did wonders for her tan though, and Skye made sure to keep it even and not get a 'farmer's tan, or in this case, burn, like Jemma seemed to. Skye constantly had to remind her to put on more sunscreen throughout the day. Everything was toned to perfection, just as it had been when they had worked at Jurassic World. Her rituals hadn't changed much. She still worked with dangerous carnivores, just now they were mostly big cats and not giant reptiles. Skye's constant reminders were still very evident though, and still pink, despite the months that had passed.
She rubbed a trembling hand over her abdomen, admiring it with a grimace in the mirror before she brushed out her hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. She didn't have a lot of time to waste. Having rushed outside to snatch a shirt, the brunette buttoned it up quickly, throwing her lucky leather vest over it and fastening her knife to the back of her belt. Her boots were on, radio clipped to her belt, and phone in her back pocket before she stepped out of the trailer again and into the hot sun. She quickly rolled up her sleeves, revealing on one arm the scars that remained from Natasha's teeth. She was more fond of them than she was the ugly looking mark on her stomach. At least she had liked the raptor.
A great deal of her last few days at the prehistoric park had been a blur, and with good reason. She had been incapacitated for a few days before finally coming back to consciousness. By then she had been shocked to hear that everything was over. She had legitimately died twice, according to both Bobbi and Jemma, but also thanks to the both of them, she had pulled through. She vaguely remembered her now girlfriend running from a six ton Tyrannosaurus Rex, right into the clutches of the Indominus. She was fairly certain that was a point she had died. It was nothing short of a miracle. She had been so elated in fact, that when she had woken up, and seen Jemma awake in the bed next to her, she had said the first thing she could remember. 'I love you too!'
It had been quite embarrassing for the both of them, but Skye had managed to muster what courage she had remaining from fleeing from deadly reptiles for two days to use it to ask Jemma out to dinner. She had asked her to a proper date from her hospital bed. To her delight, the good doctor had said 'yes', and now here they were, half a year later, working on a famous African reserve. Shortly after coming outside, the brunette was grabbing her rifle, slinging it into the passenger seat of the jeep, the side doors of which read "KNP" for Kruger National Park.
Skye was speeding away from the small trailer and down the dirt road, creating a cloud of dust behind the jeep as she drove while she pulled her phone back out of her pocket and pressed her first speed dial. It took close to a minute before the animal trainer grinned when she heard the other end pick up.
"Hey Jems, what pulled you out of our nice warm bed so early in the morning, huh? Don't answer that, no excuse will be valid. I've got a lion out of the reserve perimeter that I need to go bring back in. Which sector are you in? I can come and pick you up if you're done with your secret early work. You need to come and tell me more about the archaeornithomimus."
Jemma grinned as she held her cell phone between the side of her face and her shoulder. Her hands were occupied, cradling a sick riverine rabbit in her arms. Many of the animals in the reserve were tagged, and people at the lab were alerted when one of them stayed stationary for too long, and this rabbit had. Jemma had been dropped off over an hour ago and had to spend a painstaking amount of time convincing it to trust her, but now she had the furry little animal nuzzling into her shirt.
"That's actually great timing, Skye. I'm on the south end of sector seven, I'll be on the road." She chose to ignore Skye's joking comments, which she would gladly make up for later, as she headed back where she came, stepping around small shrubs and not even bothering to keep dirt and sand out of her shoes anymore. She'd long since gotten used to being filthy. Going into the field every few days was nothing compared to the ordeal she'd been through at the end of Jurassic World's time.
The park had been closed, naturally, as it was the second time something of the sort had happened and people had died. The park itself had been abandoned, but many of the dinosaurs that had been left were unharmed. Only avian dinosaurs were put down, the rest remained on the island, no longer caged. After the whole fiasco, Coulson had called her up and asked her to do one last job, to plan, organize, and set up a long lasting ecosystem that didn't include dinosaurs that could swim or fly to get to other lands. They were instead monitored, and the islands became a reserve, off-limits to anyone but the few who maintained it and visited every few months to make sure everything was in order.
Jemma still clearly remembered the fall of Jurassic World, especially the disbanding of their friends. They still talked, constantly video chatting and sending letters to each other, but most of them had spread out and done their own thing. They'd had one hell of a laugh before they'd all parted, apparently there had been a bet going on between everyone except Jemma and Skye that they had been unaware of. The second the group of them had gathered around Skye's hospital bed for the first time, Bobbi had stared them straight in the eye and asked if they'd slept together. Jemma's blush had been enough to give it away, and Fitz was appalled, exclaiming 'when did you even have time for that?!'
They'd had a lot of time for that in the last six months, though. It was new for Jemma to live with her girlfriend, but she found it much more enjoyable than falling asleep alone at night. It had started when there'd been nightmares. She and Skye had shared a hotel room, with two beds, for the first few weeks after they left Isla Nublar. They had nowhere to go and weren't sure what to do with their future, so they had stayed together. Every night for the first week one of them had woken up screaming, and the other had rushed to cuddle up and eased them both back into sleep. Eventually they'd just started going to bed like that, to stop the nightmares before they started.
They'd both gotten job offers at the same reserve after that, world news had insured that their names were known and it was few who didn't know of their accomplishments.
"Do you have time to take me to the lab? I have a little patient with me." Jemma asked, shifting the rabbit into one arm so she could hold her phone and relieve her neck of the tension that had been stuck there from trying to hold the phone in place when her skin was slick with a thin layer of sweat.
"Yeah, yeah, just hang tight for ten. I can get you first and swing around and nab my lion. Shouldn't take too long to get him going back in the right direction, then I can beeline it to the lab for you," Skye grinned into the phone even though she knew Jemma couldn't see it. She switched the device into her other hand as she turned down the road to head in her girlfriend's direction. The brunette was glad that they had managed to get a job in the same place, doing something similar to what they had been doing. Jemma's current job was as close to her dream as she could get. Skye remembered her saying how much she had wanted to work with endangered animals, and now here they were. The two had almost single handedly started rebuilding the Barbary Lion population, using the reserve and the lab as a safe place to raise the extinct animal back into existence. Their numbers were still very small, but with their progress, Skye was confident the numbers would be in the low thousands within a span of five to seven years.
They were doing the same for many animals like this. Helping to preserve them and bring them back from the brink. Skye enjoyed working with lower level intelligence carnivores. The closest that came to the raptors on the reserve were the wild dogs roaming around. She had grown fond of them though, over the last few months. The carnivore expert remembered being asked if she would like to be part of the permanent program that would help go back to Isla Nublar and Isla Sorna and look over the dinosaurs there. They had people doing checkups, and Skye knew that Jemma had set up the program, but she had declined after meditating on it for a long while. She did miss her raptors but it was best to let nature be, and she wanted it behind her. She wasn't exactly sure what she would do if she ever saw a raptor again.
Jemma had needed to wake her several times the first few weeks during sleep because she had simply just stopped breathing. The nightmares had been so bad she couldn't handle it, but now it rarely happened, and on occasions when it did, the doctor held her close and rubbed her head, doing breathing exercises with her in the early hours of the morning to recover. Sometimes she still felt like she was dying, but those occurrences had grown less and less frequent, and for that, the brunette was thankful.
It took a little more than ten minutes to reach Jemma, having had to stop and wait for a group of water buffalo to cross the road, who had, of course, decided to take their time. She pulled the jeep up, stopping a little too quickly and causing a lot of dirt and sand to fly up into the air. Skye just fanned it away with her hand and grinned out to the doctor, "Who is joining us today?"
Jemma grinned when Skye pulled up next to her, seeing the other woman always seemed to have the same effect on her, no matter how long they were together. As the dust cleared and Jemma's view of her girlfriend did the same, her face brightened even more and she walked around the front of the jeep, opening the door and sliding into the seat.
"Male riverine rabbit, probably about nineteen months old." Jemma said this scientifically, but the way she smiled and cuddled the small furry creature in her arms gave away just how much she really did care. This was her dream job. To be able to save all the endangered species was what she'd wanted her whole life, and now she got to do it with Skye.
"It seems like we may have a case of Pasteurellosis spreading about, and if that's the case, we'd better get antibiotics to as many of the affected little guys as possible. This may be a one case infection, if we're lucky." Jemma informed Skye, though her voice changed and softened a little bit when her words began being directed at the rabbit. She rubbed his soft stomach and used her shirt to clear away some of the discharge from his nostrils. His upper respiratory infection could be treated back at the lab and he'd be back into the reserve in no time.
"Well, he's a cutie, snot and all," Skye grinned, turning the jeep back down the road towards the coordinates she had gotten from the tracking computer. Her phone was up the dashboard, showing their blue dot as the jeep, getting closer towards the fence line as time went on. It would be a quick job. This lion always seemed to find a way out of the fence, but he knew when he was out of bounds. Skye had caught him several times, so they had a good relationship. Good enough at least for them to trust each other and for him to listen to her.
Jemma made the brunette happy beyond words. To see her enjoying her job so much made Skye enjoy her own job even more. The two of them were a fantastic team, and when Jemma had given the reserve her proposal, they hadn't hesitated to hire Skye as well. It was the both of them, or nothing. They didn't complain though. The reserve found many uses and jobs for Skye to do, going to go and get escaped animals was just one of many.
Finally Skye pulled off the road a little bit and stopped the car. The fence wasn't but a few yards away so the lion couldn't be far beyond it. "Here, babe, keep the keys to keep cool. I'll be right back. Mashaka is no trouble at all. Well, I mean he is. His name literally means trouble, but not the bad kind, just the annoying kind," The brunette leaned over and gave the doctor a kiss on the cheek before she snatched her rifle and got out of the car. It wasn't long till she spotted the problem in the fence. It looked like it had been cut away, one which was a serious security concern for the animals that could fit through it, and two a serious security concern if anyone had come in. Like poachers. As she stepped through the hole in the fence she pulled out her radio, "This is Johnson at the sector five perimeter. We may have a security issue code twelve. Copy."
She heard the correspondence over the radio and sighed. Someone would be out shortly to have a look and security had been notified. Skye knew better than to try and check it out herself. She was very done with trying to do things that she shouldn't be doing alone. She had learned her lesson.
Not five minutes out, the brunette spied the large male lion and soon enough had him following her back towards the fence, although begrudgingly. She would have to give him a snack when they got back to the jeep, which wasn't long at all. The brunette pulled a cooler out of the back and got a few pieces of meat from it and gave it to the lion. Skye waited for him to wander away before she got back in the car, smiling to Jemma, "See? Piece of cake."
Jemma liked watching Skye work whenever she got the chance. It was still fascinating to her how Skye just seemed to connect dangerous animals. She was glad that now they were large felines or small canines instead of prehistoric serial killers, though.
It was nice to have another problem resolved, though there were still several other things to do before the end of the day, when she and Skye would probably snuggle up in their bed and watch one of the DVDs they brought with them over for the hundredth time. They didn't exactly have access to live TV out here, so new movies were a rarity and they loved when one of their friends sent them a new one to add to their collection.
"After we get this little guy to the lab I have to go give vaccines to some of the African wild dogs, would you like to come? I know you love visiting them." Jemma offered. It was true that the animals here lived in the wild, the researchers, scientists, and other employees just went extra measures to make sure they survived, so this included occasionally protecting species against diseases.
"Absolutely!" Skye grinned wide and set the jeep going back down the dirt road, their speed kicking up sand and dust into the air behind them. Normally the brunette didn't mind a nice slow drive around the reserve with her girlfriend. She enjoyed seeing all the animals going about their business and getting to enjoy the scenery but their extra special VIP guest needed to get to the lab.
"You know that they are my favorite. I swear, one day you're going to come back to the trailer and I'm going to have a puppy. It's happening and you can't stop me," It was a long standing joke since the two of them began to work here that Skye had fallen in love with the wild dogs on the reserve. They were some of the most intelligent animals there, basically the reserves equivalent of raptors and the brunette was happiest when working with them. She adored the intelligent animals. They gave her more of a challenge and were more fun to work with, in her opinion anyway. After being used to the raptor's pace, Skye had found other animals less trying and more dull, except for the wild dogs. The trainer often joked about sneaking one of their pups back into the trailer to raise and train properly.
"We would both get arrested." Jemma laughed, though keeping her body still for her rabbit. Skye was often a little too enthusiastic about baby carnivores, she always had been. If Jemma didn't keep reminding her that it was illegal, Skye probably would smuggle a puppy back to their living quarters.
Once they got back to the lab, it was Jemma's turn to fit in and do her thing as well as Skye had with the lion. Skye trailed behind her like one of the puppies she liked so much and Jemma could hear the audible sigh from over her shoulder as they walked into the air conditioned lab. Even though Jemma was laughing at her for it, she was doing the same thing. The cool air in the lab was refreshing after being out in the African sun. Jemma got straight to business, though, swiftly walking towards the veterinarian section of the lab building and dropping off the rabbit.
She had to go to her own lab station to her computer to print out her work order, and Skye kept touching everything on the desk, as usual. Skye picked up a framed photo of herself with an elephant and Jemma smiled at it, she remembered the memory well. It had been such a vacation and an adventure here at first. Though that feeling had worn off a little as they started to work, it was no less exciting and enjoyable now.
As soon as Jemma printed out the command from her higher ups to vaccinate the wild dogs, she brought it back to the head veterinarian and picked up a case of the vaccinations to bring back out to her jeep.
"Is there anything you need before we go?" Jemma asked as she deposited the black case in the back seat.
"Nope, I'm ready if you are," The brunette grinned and jumped back into the front seat, pulling out her phone and already plugging the tracking numbers into it. Soon the wild dogs beacon was glowing and Skye locked in the coordinates. She had all of their tracking numbers memorized. That proved that they were her favorite because she wasn't the type to enjoy memorizing and remembering numbers like Jemma was.
She waited for Jemma to get in before she started the jeep again and shot off down another road, too excited to take it slow. Though, they still had a few minutes till they reached the zone the canines were in, so they had some time to kill. "When are you done today? Oh, and what do you want to watch tonight? Can we watch Sharknado?" Skye asked, perhaps a little too eagerly. She was so happy Trip had sent them the entire series in the mail. Jemma of course, hadn't been so thrilled, but Skye's commentary more than made up for how terrible (and how wonderful) the movie was.
Despite being happy to go back out and see the wild dogs, Jemma groaned, knowing she would be stuck watching Sharknado that night, since she always gave in when Skye begged and used her puppy dog face, and she knew Skye would for this.
"But there are so many scientific inaccuracies, even the idea of-" Jemma stopped and sighed when she saw the incredulous look on Skye's face. This wasn't the first time they'd had this conversation, and it probably wouldn't be the last. "I know, I know, it's a fictional movie." She repeated what Skye told her every time.
"Unless I get called in, this should be my last job for today. Tomorrow we have that Barbary Lion check in, so we can't stay up too late." Jemma informed her girlfriend. Sometimes after watching a movie they stayed up later and did other things, what Skye had childishly yet entertainingly decided to call bio lessons, but it was clear that tonight would be strictly a movie and cuddling night since they had to get out so early the next morning and would be busy for the whole day.
Skye, of course, made a pouty face at being told that they couldn't stay up late. Late was… a relative term. What was late for one person might not be late for another, and so her pout turned into a wicked little grin. "I mean, define late. What is late, really? Because, I don't think we finished our bio lesson from last night, and I really need to learn more about the archaeornithomimus." She was still grinning, and continued to do so even through the doctor's unamused gaze.
"Okay, okay, so…what if we watch an NCIS episode instead? Bobbi did just send us season five last month and we've only watched them once? Episodes are shorter than moviessss…" Skye cooed, trying to worm her way into getting the other girl to smile.
It worked, a slow smile that Jemma just couldn't stop spread across her face. Skye would never not try, if there was any chance of a "bio lesson" that night she would work the opportunity to its fullest. Besides, Jemma was getting a better deal anyway. She liked NCIS a lot more than Sharknado, and she got to do something even more fun afterwards.
"Alright." Jemma sighed dramatically, though she knew Skye knew it was just for show, to possibly make Jemma seem a little less persuadable, but it didn't seem to have its desired effect. "NCIS it is. I wonder if we have any popcorn left." Jemma added, trying to remember how high their stock had been last time they'd had some. The movie night snack was another treat their friends often sent them in care packages, it was easy to ship and also another hard product to get in the African savannah.
"They're just off the road there." Jemma pointed out to her right, where the GPS said the wild dogs were. The jeep had no problem with the flat terrain and the animals were all fairly used to the vehicles, so they used it off road to avoid having to lug supplies out and away from the road.
The once raptor trainer had a rather large and victorious smile on her face as she turned off the road and followed the gps to the canines location. She pulled to a slow stop a few yards out, careful not to startle them too much. The animals liked to jump around and come sniff the vehicle and back up, only to come sniff again. They were such curious creatures and they made the brunette grin.
"Look, there's Steve! Oh, and Bucky. Always Bucky. Those two are like peanut butter and jelly, just stuck all over each other," Skye got out of the jeep before turning quickly back to Jemma before she got out, "next time we skype Fitz remind him to send us peanut butter. I miss it!" She shut the door then and moved away from the vehicle, letting the scientist carry whatever it was she had brought herself.
The brunette waited for the pack to surround them, sniffing at them and getting used to and remembering who they were. "Oh and there's Pepper. She's so sweet, good girl, did you miss us?" Skye was already kneeling down and as the animals got used to her again a female came over closer than the others and let Skye give her a pat on the head. Soon the others were bouncing around and sniffing and playing and going about their business. The brunette spied a rather mischievous dog in the back and called for Jemma, motioning towards the spotted dog, "That's Tony. He likes to bite, remember? So watch out for that when you dose him."
Skye was so happy to be here, and her emotions tended to seep into Jemma, so she was beaming. Her favorite jobs were the ones with the wild dogs, she brought Skye with her every time because she loved to see Skye connect with each and every member of her favorite pack. Because the dogs trusted Skye, they even trusted Jemma too, and she enjoyed having the furry little canines sniffing around her and being generally curious. She could relate to them in that respect.
"Alrighty, Pepper, this will be just a quick pinch, you'll hardly feel it, and then you can't get sick." Jemma said cheerfully, rubbing the female down the back of her neck and gathering the scruff at the base, quickly slipping in the needle and pressing down on the plunger. The little dog almost looked offended, until Jemma offered her one of the scraps of meat from the cooler in the jeep. Then all the animals crowded around her, wanting to be next, and it gave her a good laugh. Skye helped by holding Tony's head still while Jemma gave him his shot. He got a little greedy, eating his own treat as well as snatching the next one out of the air before it reached another dog. Skye scolded him lightly, but they both knew it wasn't going to do anything.
It didn't take much longer for them to vaccinate the whole pack, but they stayed a while after, just feeding them extra meat and letting the dogs play around. The ones who were young enough that Skye and Jemma had been there when they were babies loved them the most, they jumped on top of them, stood up and put their paws on their shoulders, and even tugged on their clothes to get them to play.
And of course Skye always played. She had been too busy to keep a dog on Isla Nublar and the raptors were like her pets, although she never really treated them that way. Here, other animals weren't allowed on the reserve, but getting to spend time with the wild dogs made up for that. One day, the brunette figured, when they found another new place to work, or when they retired, maybe they could get a normal pet. Like a nice dog. Something regular like a retriever. After all these rare animals, a dog so common as a golden retriever or a lab might seem really strange to Skye.
The last of the meat was gone and although the dogs were clambering on them for more, the brunette had to push them away. The young ones were less deterred and took more convincing before they all finally scampered off to go about their business. Skye threw the empty cooler into the back of the jeep, grinning as she made sure Jemma collected all of her things before she got into the vehicle and cranked it up. The AC blasted in on her face and Skye sat back in the seat for a moment, glad of the relief from the heat. She had woken up later than usual, but it had already been a long day, between finding the lion and taking care of the rabbit at the lab and now having played with the African wild dogs for a long time, Skye was glad for an afternoon to relax.
"That's it. We're free for the rest of the afternoon. If we don't get called we could make a nice lunch and watch more than one episode of NCIS." Jemma said happily as she got into the jeep as well. Skye called out one more goodbye to the pack that was now on the move before getting back on the road and heading home. "And we can finish that bio lesson." Jemma grinned, knowing just by the half-satisfied look on Skye's face that that was what she had wanted. They would still watch TV, they both enjoyed cuddling up and just spending quiet time together as much as they enjoyed everything else.
"Since we have time, we could also skype Fitz and ask for that peanut butter." Jemma smiled happily at the idea of getting to visit with her friends, watch TV with Skye, and do those other things that they now had time for. And for peanut butter. If there was one downside to this job, it was the lack of normal things they used to be able to get every day.
The brunette nodded with a grin. A free afternoon was a welcomed treat. It wasn't often that they weren't both busy all day long, tomorrow was a good example. The Barbary lions would take most of the morning up till lunch and then all of their regular duties would come after and it would be close to dark before the both of them got back to the trailer. Those nights were definitely spent sleeping.
It wasn't long before the jeep stopped in front of the long silver trailer and Skye sighed happily, glad to be home. It wasn't her old trailer from Isla Sorna, but it was bigger and felt just as much like home. She was resolved not to go back to that island for anything. The group of friends had been thoughtful enough to save her father's old motorcycle though, and for that Skye was very grateful. It sat out front, broken down again as it tended to be every other week, but it helped to make the little campsite all the more homey.
"We will have to wait till later to Skype Fitz. Maybe we can just send him an email now, in case we forget and get to wrapped up in...science," Skye chuckled and got out of the vehicle, stretching her arms up to the sky as she yawned. "It's probably a weird time for him right now anyway, where is he again?"
"I'm not sure. He got hired by government and he's been moving around a bunch." Jemma said with a slight frown. It was getting hard to keep track of where Fitz was, so maybe an email would be best. Also, an email would be better for scientific purposes, as Skye had so clearly put it.
As soon as Jemma stepped into the cooler atmosphere of the trailer, she sighed and shed a few layers of clothing, tossing her button-up into their small hamper and leaving her in her tank top. She also switched her jeans (which she still had to wear even in the heat to look professional in the lab) for a much comfier pair of Skye's sophie shorts.
"Come here, you." She grinned, grabbing onto each side of Skye's vest after she closed the door. She pulled her in and kissed her lightly, pulling her over to the bed and falling backwards onto it in a fit of giggles. It didn't last long before Jemma squirmed away and put in a DVD from season 5 of NCIS. Their TV was positioned at the foot of the bed in the slightly cramped trailer so that the two could lie in bed and watch it more comfortably than from the small chairs at their small table up against the other wall.
Jemma propped herself up on one elbow and waited on top the sheets for Skye to take off her vest and get comfortable like Jemma had moments before.
Skye grinned and quickly stripped off her boots and tossed them towards the door. Too excited, she left her pants on, and quickly took her vest off, hanging it up on a hook on the wall of the bedroom. The hole in the back of it remained unpatched from her encounter with Ward so many months before. She stripped her button up off too, leaving her in a white undershirt and a sports bra. Shortly after she fell in top of the sheets with Jemma, after turning their small fan on to get a little more relief from the heat.
The brunette snuggled up next to the other woman, propping herself up in an elbow and using her other hand to wrap around Jemma's waist. "Which episode is this?" She questioned before she nuzzled her face against the smaller girl's neck and kissed it lightly.
"Who cares." Jemma giggled, pressing a kiss into Skye's hair. "We've seen them all anyway." She wrapped her arm around Skye's waist and tangled their legs together. Like two halves, they both fit together perfectly when Jemma nuzzled back into her.
"Three." She spoke up when the episode started playing and she recognized it. She had a knack for remembering episodes and movies and being able to identify them.
As they both settled in, Jemma rested her head on Skye's chest and a deep, content sigh slipped from her lips. It was wonderful to have an afternoon off at the same time as Skye. As much as she loved her job, she loved her girlfriend even more and a few hours to cuddle was always welcome.
"Well aren't you just a clever girl?" Skye grinned and settled down against the other woman as the episode began. It was going to be a calm and relaxing evening, and for that the brunette was glad. She was wholly satisfied with her life at present, despite all the bumps and scrapes along the way, but she found it all to be worth it. To have Jemma like this and be so happy, Skye didn't think she would hesitate to do it all again, Jurassic World fiasco and all.