The waiting room was creepy, plain white walls, uncomfortable purple chairs, but what did you expect this wasn't a place people wanted to be, as Skye led Fitz into the room there was only one other person there, he was sitting in one of the chairs, tapping his foot, chewing on his nails, and running his other hand through his sandy blonde hair, his blue eyes focused on a spot in the distance. Skye walked in front of him, snapping him out of his stupor.
"Skye?" The man asked. She nodded her head and stuck her hand out.
"Have they given you any update?" Fitz asked the man
"No not yet, who are you?" The man questioned, the guy had a square bulge in his pocket, obviously a ring box, brown/reddish hair, blue eyes, and a Scottish accent all wrapped up in a pair of old jeans, A SHIELD T-shirt , and a pair of old gray converse.
"Leo Fitz, I'm Jemma's partner" Fitz said quickly as he looked at the man, attempting to recognize the man, then it clicked, "and I know who you are sir"
"Clint Barton," the man said sticking his hand out to Fitz, who shook it, and then to Skye who had a confused look on her face.
"Better known as Hawkeye" he said, Skye finally clicked and smiled as she let go of his hand.
After a few minutes of quiet, both Fitz and Skye had sat down, and everyone waited for a doctor to come out.
2 hours later, Ward and May had come from the bus and sat next to them. Ward and Clint talked about weapons and the best way to defend themselves, attempting to keep their minds on happier thoughts, May was nice enough to bring Fitz one of his favorite books, and Skye her laptop, as the engineer read through the engineering book, Ward, Clint, May, and Skye had attempted to read but got lost in the first paragraph, Skye was clicking away accessing 'inaccessible' files and getting info on this Clint Barton. May had also been nice enough to bring one of Jemma's books, but again everyone besides Fitz got completely befuddled before the end of the first page, but apparently Fitz had been around Jemma so long he knew enough to get him through a few of her books.
On the approach of hour 4, and the end of Fitz's book, a doctor finally came out.
"Jemma Simmons party?" The doctor asked even though they were the only ones there. The entire group stood up and walked over to the doctor.
"We have stopped the bleeding, but she lost a lot, she and the babies are fine" the doctor said
"Babies?" Everyone seemed to ask at the same moment
"Yes, babies, at least two, maybe 12 weeks along" the doctor said nodding at the stunned group before turning and walking back into a room.
"Babies?" Clint breathed out, stumbling into a chair.
"I'm gonna be a father" Fitz said barely able to stand, May and Ward each grabbed him as his knees buckled and dragged him to a chair next to Clint. In retrospect maybe it wasn't the best idea to put the father of the daughter and the man the daughter was seeing without anyone knowing next to each other, cause after Clint got over the initial shock of his only child being pregnant, he turned to the now expecting father with an icy glare.
"Do you plan on marrying my daughter?" Clint asked bluntly. Fitz stumbled for a minute as he got out of the new dad stupor and back into reality, he reached into his front pocket and pulled out the black box, holding it out to the man, and this time the only one to stare at Fitz with amusement was May. Clint picked up the box out if the younger mans hand and opened, the ring was simple yet beautiful, just like his daughter, he nodded and handed it back to the man.
"Does this mean you will give me the blessing to marry your daughter, sir?" Fitz asked