I would love some feedback. I'm at a point where i'm not sure if i'm going to continue the story.

Jemma + Grant

Chapter 6/?

They didn't speak after the night in the hotel for at least two weeks, unless it was pertinent to any cases they were working on. They knew that the team knew that there was something between them, whether they knew exactly what has transpired between them they couldn't be sure, but the team were suspicious.

Grant avoid Jemma and Jemma avoided Grant, so naturally they walked into each other in their attempts to avoid each other.

Jemma doesn't want to be the one to make the first move, she too scared that he'll shun her. She's not entirely sure she can handle that right now. She is terrified that he is going to end whatever they have going, that's not going to be good for either of them. Especially since he opened himself up to her.

Grant is worried that what he told Jemma had scared her off. He was just getting into somewhat of a rhythm with her, all he can think is that he's blown it. He decided to give her some time to process everything he told her and he was hoping they could get back to what they were before.

It's late, everyone was supposed to be sleeping they have an early start. They are all going into the field, on a train. They're trying to track the clairvoyant, by any means necessary.

Grants reason for still being awake is that he is going over the missions specs just once more time to be doubly double sure that he has committed everything to memory. Jemma's reason was just plain nerves, in short she was terrified. Jemma was just about to walk to Coulson's office to tell him that she couldn't do it and to leave her on the bus when she walked right into Grant as she walked out her bedroom door.

"Grant"

"Jemma"

There was no real way of telling who moved first. It was as though they both had the same thought at the same time and converged on each other in a hot and hard kiss. Grant lifted Jemma up so it was easier on them both, Jemma wrapped her legs around his waist as Grant walked them back in to Jemma's room. Grant only broke the kiss so he could make sure he could close and lock the door behind them, then reclaimed Jemma's mouth. It was if they could get enough of each other, Grant lowered Jemma to the bed so he could free his hands he was craving to the touch of her skin.

Later when Jemma burrows in closer to Grant he speaks, He'd been watching her sleep. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay right here with her and pretend that the outside world with all its horrors didn't exist anymore.

"Are you okay?" Grant asked her softly.

"I'm starting to feel a chill." Jemma replied in a whisper.

"I didn't mean now I was referring to earlier, you looked panicked." Grant said pulling the covers around them both tighter.

"Oh well I was." Jemma replied looking up at him. "I was going to see Coulson and tell him I couldn't do this thing tomorrow. I not made to go into the field."

"Jemma you can do anything if you try." Grant replied

"I'm not like you Grant." Jemma said.

"I know and that's good, you trust Coulson right?"

"Yes, of course." Jemma said assertive.

"Then what are you worrying about, he won't let anything happen to you, neither will May or Me." Grant replied.

"I know but it doesn't stop the anxiety." Jemma said.

"I guess but I will always catch you if you fall." Grant replied before he kissed her forehead and pulled her even closer to him.