So I know I'm kinda bending some time and age relationships but I was TOTALLY having complete writer's block.

And then I was like Jemma Simmons is amazing (although I've been a little disappointed in her behavior in the end of season 2 but that's a different convo)

So in a desperate attempt to motivate myself, I put our favorite genius pair in. I imagine them as very young adults, maybe still teenagers, impulsive and wayyyy in over their heads. I'll explain more how they ended up where they are.

Whooooooo totally going off the plan now but I was so stuck that I actually feel like this is a good option.

Disclaimer: Don't own Agents of SHEILD


"Are you ready to see the subject Dr. Simmons?"

Skye curled up in the corner of her room, trying to avoid the watching eyes.

"She's small."

The voice sounded funny, like the woman didn't quite know how to pronounce her words correctly.

Skye couldn't help it; she snuck a glance at the doctor.

She was a very young slender woman with large brown eyes and pretty face.

She looked nice.

But she had a white lab coat on. And she was a doctor.

As their brown eyes met, something changed in the woman's expression. It was a look of softness, of kindness… It was the same look May and Phil had when they first met her.

The lead scientist lady turned to the young doctor and the look quickly disappeared.

"Are you ready to examine her?" The lead scientist lady asked the new doctor.

"Absolutely."

A lab assistant moved past the doctor and mean scientist lady and approached Skye.

"No!" Skye whimpered, curling in on herself even further. But her body didn't have the strength to resist anymore, not with the different drugs coursing through her veins.

She kept her eyes closed at she was taken to a different room and trapped in a chair with cuffs.

May and Phil would come for her. She just had to hold on for them.

It was the thin thread that kept her from collapsing completely.

She could hear different voices talking, including the funny voice of the doctor, and then the door opened, footsteps went out, and it was quiet.

"Hey pumpkin, it's okay."

There was a soft touch to her temple as some of Skye's tangled hair was brushed out of her face.

Skye opened her eyes to find the doctor lady kneeling in front of her, brown eyes large and worried.

It was the first kind touch she had felt in what felt like forever and Skye couldn't help it; the damn broke and the tears poured down her face as she began to sob.

She wanted May and Phil. She wanted her mommy and daddy.

Gentle hands stroked her hair. It reminded her of May and made her want to cry even harder.

"I know you're scared, but I'm here to help, I promise." The doctor lady said in her funny voice that tilted and spun word sounds in the wrong way.

Skye's crying slowed as she stared at the doctor.

She was a scientist. She wore a white coat. She would hurt Skye.

"My name is Jemma. I'm here with my friend Fitz because we want to help you," the young woman said soothingly. "I won't hurt you."

To prove her point, Jemma fiddled with something and the tiny cuffs on the chair designed especially for Skye came open and she snatched her arms to her chest, confused. Cradling her arms to her chest, feeling completely exhausted and scared, she studied Jemma.

Maybe she really was nice.

Hope flared in Skye's chest, burning away some of the effects of the drugs and making her sit up a little bit more.

"What's your name?" Jemma sat on the lab floor. Skye stared at her. She had never ever seen a scientist sit on the ground.

"Skye," she whispered, wondering if it was okay to be talking to the young woman. Would May be okay with that? "I need to go back to May and Phil," Skye whispered.

"Hmm May and Phil sound like super important people. Don't worry Skye, we'll get you there in no time!" Jemma flashed a bright smile and Skye instantly felt a little better.

"Simmons. What have you done?"

This voice sounded funny too but in a different way. Skye looked up to see a curly blond young man hurriedly closing the door and locking it.

"It isn't the time for this yet!" The young man looked slightly panicked, running a hand through his crazy hair and staring at Skye.

"I couldn't keep up the act for a moment longer, Fitz. They're treating this girl like… like some animal to be experimented on. She's so scared, I couldn't." Jemma was standing to face the man.

"Damn it Jemma. We're still in the basement of a freaking Hydra lab. You are going to blow this whole scatterbrained impulsive…"

"Shush!" Jemma suddenly pushed Fitz into a closet, just as the door rattled and then flew open.

It was another scientist.

"Why was the door locked?" he demanded.

"It was locked?" Jemma looked surprised. "I'm sorry, I did not mean for that to happen. I must have accidentally bumped it."

The man's cruel dark eyes examined Simmons who looked back at him innocently.

Skye had been silent throughout the entire exchange, cowered back in her chair, little arms hugging herself. She was beyond confused about what was happening. She trusted Jemma the most, but didn't understand what was going on or why the young man was hiding in the closet. She knew enough not to give anything away because Jemma was the nicest anyone here had been. And she knew she didn't like the scientist man. He was the one who gave shots. So she kept silent in the chair. But when the man turned his dark gaze to her, she couldn't help the tiny whimper that escaped her mouth.

"Why is the subject not restrained?"

"I was about to move her to the table and examine a couple things. I trust we have enough blood samples that I don't need to take another one?" Jemma casually stepped in front of Skye.

"We have a couple untouched blood samples. And lesson number one with interacting with the subject directly: never leave it unrestrained."

The man grabbed Skye's arms and yanked them forward, pinching the cuffs around them once again. Skye flinched violently at his touch.

"Remarkable that it looks so much like a human."
Dr. Simmons' voice was different now; it was hard and apathetic. Skye shrank back a little.

"Indeed. Dr. Peters wants those diagnostics run as soon as possible."

"Of course. I'm just going to run a couple physical tests then get to that. Will you send the lab assistant to take back the girl in about fifteen minutes?"

"Alright."

The man left and Dr. Simmons pulled the young man out of the closet.

"We are in way over our heads, Jemma," Fitz whispered. "One wrong move and we're dead."

"We don't have a choice," Jemma shook her head, although her face was rather pale, as though she had just realized what they were up against. Fitz looked at Skye and his face softened.

"I know. I better get out of here before someone realizes I'm not in the tech department."

He gave Skye a gentle smile, Simmons a meaningful look, and left.

Jemma knelt before Skye.

"Skye, listen to me very carefully. I can't let any of these bad people know that I want to help you or they will take me away. I might seem mean sometimes but it's because I'm pretending. We're going to get you out of here."

Skye nodded but she was still scared. Fitz had told Jemma they were in over their heads. That scientist man had almost walked in on them- they could have been found out! Jemma and Fitz were nice and she didn't want the really mean people to hurt them.

Because if she had learned anything from her past time in the lab, Skye knew these people were capable of horrible horrible things.


Sorry about the randomness and I hope this was okay. We'll get more into what the heck is going on in the next chapter!

And there will be Phil and May of course!