Hey guys! Please request more prompts(it's easier for you to leave it in the reviews though that way it won't get lost) Thank you so much :D by the way I don't know how to write Fitz's accent so you can all read it in his accent xD

Prompt submitted by: AOSISMYLIFE

Jemma sat up rather quickly in her bed. Her heart was still pounding out her chest. Her blood felt icy cold. Her palms were sweating. Her breath was ragged and her chest hurt.

That was all because of one thing. A nightmare.

Nightmares constantly plagued all her dreams. Whether it was Hydra or...Fitz.

Her dreams usually consisted of Fitz and the bottom of the ocean.

Except in her nightmares...he didn't make it.

She sat up quietly for a moment. Her heart still hurt.

She just needed to see him. That would always make her feel a bit better. He always told her to go to his bunk room whenever she had a nightmare(or vice versa)

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and hurried out of her bunk room.

The base floor was icy cold and she bit her lip so she wouldn't make a sound.

She tried to tiptoe as quietly as she could(unfortunately she wasn't a ninja like May)

She soon found Fitz's door and hesitantly knocked on his door.

She waited for a couple minutes(which seemed like eternity considering she thought her feet would freeze)

Finally the door opened. Fitz looked half asleep.

His curls were in disarray. He was still rubbing his eyes and a couple yawns escaped his lips.

Even though she was still practically scared out of her mind she still thought he looked adorable.

"Jemma? What's the matter?" Fitz asked worriedly. His accent was heavier with sleep.

"Nothing..well I just sort of..had a bad dream," Simmons replied a but sheepishly.

Fitz looked a bit worried and stepped aside so she could come in his bunk.

This had been their nightly routine on and off for a couple weeks.

Sometimes they both had nightmares and they'd be going to each others rooms and meet in the hallways. After that they'd go in the kitchen, get some tea, and curl up on the couch together talking.

She climbed into his bed and was thankful for the warmness of it. The hallways were freezing.

Soon after Fitz climbed in with her and pulled the covers up on both of them.

Fitz propped himself up and wrapped his arms around her. Simmons was nestled comfortably into his chest.

"Want to talk about it?" Fitz asked after a quiet moment.

Simmons nodded slowly before responding,"It's usually the same...it's always us in the ocean...but in the dreams..y...you.."

Simmons didn't finish knowing that he knew what she was going to say.

Fitz gave a small smile,"It's ok Jemma..I'm here..it was just a dream."

He comfortingly kissed the top of her head.

Simmons gave a small sigh,"I know that..but the dreams always seem so.."

"Real?" Fitz finished.

Simmons nodded.

"Well they're not real. So rest now..ok?" Fitz responded.

Simmons smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek.

Together they fell asleep.

In the morning they were still comfortably nestled into each other.

Their legs were so tangled no one would be able to tell who's limbs were who.

Bobbi had been looking for Simmons. She looked in her bunk room, the lab, kitchen, etc.

Bobbi wandered over to Skye with furrowed brows,"Have you seen Simmons?"

Skye stirred her coffee cup before laying it on the counter,"No I haven't..maybe Fitz knows?"

Bobbi nodded,"Perhaps."

Bobbi walked to Fitz's bunk with Skye trailing behind her.

Bobbi knocked on his bunk door,"Fitz?" She knocked again,"Fitz?"

Skye chuckled,"I got this."

Skye knocked on Fitz's bunk door,"Fitz answer the door..or I'm barging in...again."

"Snooze you loose," Bobbi muttered as Skye typed the code in the keypad.

"Fiitz sorry if you're sleeping," Skye said in a singsong voice as she swung open the door,"have you seen..oh."

Bobbi peeked over Skye to see what had stopped her mid sentence.

Bobbi smiled and whispered to Skye,"Let them sleep."

Skye pulled her phone out of her pocket.

Between Skye and Bobbi there was 24 photos(which they may or may not have sent to the entire team)

A couple hours later both FitzSimmons were constantly asked by the entire team how they slept.

Needless to say they were both flustered, confused, and bewildered to why everyone was asking them that with a smirk.

That is until they found the pictures.