Drabble 12: Time to Act
This is for Guest.
"The package we need is being dropped somewhere in New York." Coulson said.
"That's helpful." Skye said. "Now we can split up and cover the whole city in a few days!"
Coulson ignored her sarcasm. "We know it's at one of five Broadway theaters. Those five are Lyceum, Majestic, Music Box, Imperial, and Booth. We're splitting up into groups of two."
Eyes locked as Coulson said this, and he raised his hand to tell them to wait. "I've already put you into teams. Skye, you and Trip take Lyceum. Hunter, you're with Bobbi at Imperial. May and I have Majestic, and Fitz-Simmons are going to Music Box."
"Who's going to the last theater, sir?" Simmons asked.
Mack stepped forward. "I'm guessing that'd be me."
Coulson walked up to him. "I'm sorry you're alone, but I know you can handle it."
Fitz looked like he felt sorry about leaving Mack alone, but he wanted to stay with Simmons. They had just started really getting along again, and she could tell both of them felt the same way. They'd lost enough time being mad at each other; now it was time to make up for it.
Coulson gave them a description of the person who would have the package for them, a woman with blond hair who would be wearing a polka-dotted dress. Then they waited for the Bus to reach New York and prepared for their day in the city. Coulson knew that the drop would take place right away, but figured the team would like some time off. He told them they had all afternoon, a decision that was met with cheers.
Fitz-Simmons went to the lab to make sure they were set for their afternoon. As Fitz opened up his laptop, Simmons leaned down on the counter and stared into space, thinking.
"What's on your mind?" Fitz asked.
She looked to him and sat up. "I was just thinking about Broadway. I love going to the theatre, and we're walking by one today…"
"I'm thinking you want to see a show?"
She smiled. "Very much."
He grinned. "And you said I can't pick up on things. I'll look up the shows that are playing at the Music Box."
Simmons was smiling by the time she and Fitz walked up to the Music Box theatre. They had decided on a show, one both she and Fitz hadn't seen before: Mamma Mia.
They walked inside and looked around, and Fitz looked at Simmons. "It looks like we're not at the real drop sight. Are you ready for this?"
"Of course." Simmons said. "Let's go find seats."
Fitz was in front of her as they walked up the stairs that led to the seats, but he slowed down before they reached them.
"What's wrong?" Simmons asked.
"Nothing." Fitz said. "Where are we supposed to go?"
Simmons laughed and stepped in front of him. "Don't worry. I know what to do."
A few minutes later they were seated, and minutes after that the lights dimmed and the show started.
"I've heard this song before!" Fitz whispered to Simmons about midway through. "Dancing Queen. My mother heard this on a cd once, and she insisted on playing it for me."
Simmons gently quieted him, smiling, and they watched the rest of the show.
When they walked out, Simmons was amused to notice that Fitz was humming the tune of the final song. She joined him; shocking him and making him stop and look at her.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." She said.
He tried to look cool. "Yeah, it was alright."
She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Alright, it was great!" he said.
Simmons nodded, satisfied with his reaction, and started walking on the sidewalk.
Fitz walked next to her and grabbed her hand for a moment. "I'm glad we did it." He said.
"Me too, Fitz."
They had about an hour left before they had to be back on the Bus, so they decided to go window shopping. Then they reached the spot the Bus was supposed to pick them up, and Coulson and May let them on.
"May and I got the package." He said. "Did you guys have fun?"
"You don't know the half of it, sir." Simmons said.
Coulson raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask. "I'm sure we'll be sharing stories later."
"We definitely will." Fitz said as he and Simmons walked past him.
They found the others all gathered in the common room, and sat down next to them. Skye and Trip told their adventure, and then Fitz-Simmons went. All eyes turned to Bobbi and Hunter, who had been surprisingly silent through the stories.
"Alright, spill." Skye said. "What happened between you two?"
"What, me and Bobbi? Nothing!"
Simmons nodded. "That's not an obvious lie." She said sarcastically.
Skye gave her a smile for her humor attempt, and continued to press Hunter for details. Simmons looked at Fitz and grinned. They'd had a pretty good day themselves.