Chapter two yay! This one is a little shorter than the first one, sorry about that.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, if I did Fitz's EMP would have killed Garrett there and then.

It wasn't long after their first kiss, that their second kiss took place. This one was entirely accidentally and had flown back home to the UK after finishing their first year exams, to spend their break at home with their families. They were to spend their time split between Simmons' family in England and Fitz's family up in Scotland, as each family were eager to meet the close friend their child had made over in America. The first three weeks were spent with Simmons' family and Simmons was determined to show Fitz, London, a place she shocked to find out, he had never been to before. The second set of three weeks were spent in Scotland where Simmons was eager to see Edinburgh and it's castle, and Glasgow (After Fitz spent a good part of the plane ride home bigging up the west side of Scotland.)

Their second kiss took place in a small bar, not far outside London. Fitz and Simmons had landed the day before and spent most of the day recovering from jetlag, but the next day Simmons had dragged Fitz out to 'see the sights'. The small bar was packed, both of them having forgotten that there was a big football match on that day and the place was filled with drunk, cheering football fanatics. Simmons was at the bar getting another round, whilst Fitz was sat at their table, his eyes wandering aimlessly around the pub. His eyes wandered from the paintings hung on the wall, to the crowd of men in the corner, their eyes glued to the football match as if their lives depended on it. His eyes fell back onto Simmons at the bar and he was not brought with a happy sight. She looked very uncomfortable as the man standing next to her looked her up and down as if she was a piece of meat and every time he opened his mouth she seemed to wince.

Fitz scrambled to his feet and walked over to the bar as calmly as he could. He planned his actions out very carefully in his mind as he walked over.

"Jemma." He called out slightly as he approached her.

He came to stand right next to her and leaned down and kissed her quickly on the lips before looking at the man next to her. Simmons stood in a moment of shock, before she came to her senses and realised what Fitz was doing. The man that had been harassing her was a man that Fitz would never have confronted in a million years, but the circumstances and added alcohol running through his system changed his opinion for that moment.

"Is this man giving you trouble?" He spoke in a light tone, but gave the man a stare that could probably kill.

"No, no trouble here mate. Just some light conversation with the lady." The man replied.

Simmons gave him a pleading look that said otherwise.

"We would appreciate it if you would leave us alone thank you very much." Fitz gave a very sarcastic smile to the man before turning to face Simmons where his face fell to a stony angered expression.

"Whatever. Just trying to show the lady a good time. Doubt she gets any fun with with you for a boyfriend." The man retorted before walking across to the now cheering crowd of football fans.

Fitz had clenched his fist so hard at this point that his knuckles were going white. Simmons put her hand over his fist and he relaxed slightly.

"Thank you Leo." She sighed

Fitz turned a little pink and muttered:

"Your welcome."

"D'you just want to go?" Fitz asked and nodded towards the door.

Simmons gave only a small nod in reply.

They were walking slowly down the street, taking in the last of the day's light before the sun finally went down.

"So, the whole 'intimidating boyfriend' thing really works." Simmons mused.

Fitz gave a small laugh.

"Apparently. I just saw that guy bothering you and I just did the first thing that popped into my head. Well second really, the first one was knocking his lights out."

Simmons laughed.

"You really don't help the Scottish stereotype of being violent do you."

"Ah but I could have hit him but I didn't. I was giving myself the moral high ground." Fitz explained.

Simmons continued laughing.

"Really Fitz, thank you." Simmons said after she stopped laughing.

Fitz started to go slightly pink again, but Simmons couldn't see it because of the fading sunlight. And like the kiss before it, this kiss was never spoken of between the two of them. It was hidden under layers and layers of suppressed feelings. Feelings which only came to light when it was too late.

Oh ho I am sorry about that ending. I couldn't help it. SORRY. I hope you enjoyed reading x :)