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Song that inspired this fic: Turning tables by Adele
"What about Milly?"
"No".
"Megan?"
"Absolutely not".
"Michelle?"
"No way".
"Madonna?"
"Fitz you HAVE to be joking", Jemma sighed, giving her husband a dark look. He shrugs his shoulders and takes a sip of tea, the baby name book balanced carefully on his lap.
"Ok well let's skip the letter m section then", Fitz said turning the page. Jemma put her head in her hands. They had been discussing baby names ever since they had found out they were having a girl. And to be honest it wasn't as enjoyable as the baby guide book said it would be.
"Pass it here", Jemma said and Fitz chucks her the book. Jemma took a deep breath.
"Nicole?"
"Gross".
"Nina?"
"No".
"Nelly?"
"What the HELL", Fitz laughed. Jemma put the book down on the table.
"Ok, let's stop looking in there", Fitz suggests.
"Fitz", Jemma says carefully. Fitz looks at her steadily.
"Yes", Fitz says, eyeing his wife carefully.
"Why don't we go back to discussing the other names?" Jemma asks. Fitz takes his cup to the sink and starts washing it out.
"What other names?" he says, back turned.
"You know", Jemma says, getting up slowly.
"No, I don't", Fitz replies. Jemma rolls her eyes.
"The science baby names", she finally finished. Fitz freezes, the now clean cup frozen in the air.
"Jemma", he says slowly. "You know full well that never ends well".
"Fitz, I was feeling particularly hormonal that day and I only slightly offended your field of study, which you know I would never do normally", Jemma says quickly. Fitz turns to face her, eyebrows raised.
"Slightly offended?" he repeats. Jemma looks at the floor.
"Yes, very slightly", she murmurs. Fitz crosses his arms over his chest.
"You told me to stick the baby book where the sun doesn't shine".
"Yes but I-".
"Then you told me that engineering was for wimps".
"I did apologise bu-".
"And you told me that engineering was another word for a pasty life".
"Now I think you're making things up, I-".
"Then you told me that a rat would have better name ideas".
"You did suggest the name Nancy an-".
"And then you started telling me about osmosis, which by the way I know plenty about".
"I know that you se-".
"And then you got the frying pan an-".
"ALRIGHT Fitz, I've already apologised for all of this", Jemma says, making her eyes wide. Fitz smiles at her.
"I know you did, but I also know those conversations never go well". Jemma sighs, trying to make her face as sad as possible.
"Not even one more chance", she says quietly. Fitz bits his bottom lip.
"No", he says as sternly as he could. Jemma nods slowly.
"Ok then", she replies.
"Fine", Fitz says abruptly. Jemma snaps her head up.
"What?" she asks eagerly.
"If you're going to be miserable-".
"I WON'T be miserable, just sad", Jemma says quickly. Fitz rubs his face.
"We will discus it once, but one mention of my work being pasty again and I will leave the room", Fitz warns. Jemma smiles.
"Ok, and I'm sorry AGAIN, but remember I am pregnant Fitz", she reminds his gently. Fitz tilts his head to the side.
"I know, it's just a-".
"Raw subject?" Jemma finishes for him. Fitz smiles, he loved it when she finishes his sentences. It made him feel understood, which was a emotion he never used to feel before meeting Jemma. Before Jemma could sit down and start suggesting names a loud knock at the door startled them.
"Who the hell could that be?" Fitz says. Jemma pushes a strand of hair out of her eyes.
"No idea", she replies starting to stand up. Fitz immediately gently pushes her down.
"No, no, no. I'll get it-", Fitz instructs. Jemma gives a loud sigh.
"Fitz I'm pregnant not incompetent", Jemma reminds him.
"I know, I know, but it says in the book to let the mother rest. Which is exactly what you're going to do", he explains. Jemma smiles at him.
"Oh Fitz. You haven't memorised that book have you?" Jemma asks, already knowing the answer. Fitz looks away.
"Maybe", he was quietly. Another loud knock startles them.
"If that's one of those eco sales people offering me appliances I'll loose it", Fitz mutters.
"The world is in a very bad state with carbon dioxide levels Fitz", Jemma says.
"They bloody told me that the toaster would not need a power supply. The bastards", Fitz answers from the hall. Jemma laughs to herself. She knew Fitz hated it when people lied to him when it came to engineering. The door shut and in came Skye. Skye took one look at Jemma's bulging stomach and squeaked in delight. Skye then gave Jemma a huge hug, nearly squeezing all the oxygen out of her. Fitz put the kettle on.
"How have you been?" Skye asks.
"Alright", both Jemma and Fitz answer at the same time. Skye shakes her head.
"Honestly you two", she laughs. Fitz places Skye's tea beside her.
"So, have you chosen a name yet?" Skye says. Jemma shakes her head.
"It's impossible", Jemma explains.
"Yes, entirely impossible", Fitz continues. "Let me help", Skye says whilst getting her prized laptop out of her bag. Jemma and Fitz raise an eyebrow at one another.
"Science baby girl names", Jemma tells Skye.
"Yep", Skye replies, her gaze entirely focused on the task at hand.
"Right, what about Rosalind? It says here-", Skye suggested but Jemma cuts her off.
"She was a X-ray crystallographer".
"Her death at age 37 disqualified her for the 1962 Nobel Prize for Medicine." Fitz added.
"Right, you like that name?" Skye asks.
"Too long widened", Fitz says. Jemma nods in agreement.
"Ok", Skye says slowly. "What about Linnea?"
"The Swedish botanist whose publication Systemae Naturae ultimately established a classification and binomial naming system for over 10,000 species?" Fitz asks quickly.
"That's the one", Skye replies.
"Too abnormal", Jemma cuts in.
"Yes, it's a strange name", Skye agrees.
"Ok, what about Dolly?" Skye tries. At the name, Fitz and Jemma burst into laughter.
"What?" Skye asks impatiently. They continue to laugh.
"D-D-Dolly is a-" Jemma begins but erupts into laughter again. Fitz wipes his eyes.
"S-She's a-a", Fitz tries to continue.
"What?" Skye says narrowing her eyes at the two hysterical people in front of her.
"She's a sheep", they both answer. Skye snorts.
"Oh", she says lamely. Jemma clears her throat.
"It's nice of you to help", Jemma says kindly. Skye smiles at her.
"No problem, even if you two are impossible", she replies.
"Now hang on", Fitz interrupts. "You have to admit all the names are awful".
"Yeah", Skye answers. She scrolls down the page.
"What about Charlotte?"
Silence.
Total silence.
Fitz and Jemma slowly turn to look at one another.
"German-Jewish zoologist who contributed to founding the science of mutagenesis", Jemma says breathlessly.
"And she became well known after 1942 when she discovered with A.J. Clark and J.M Robson that mustard gas could cause mutations in fruit flies", Fitz continues.
"She wrote 91 scientific papers".
"In 1976, she was awarded the Royal Society's Darwin Medal".
"It's perfect", they both finished. Skye nodded triumphantly.
"Right well I need to go. But I cannot wait to meet Charlotte", Skye says and with a quick hug to both her best friends leaves their small house. Once she was gone, Fitz goes over to Jemma.
"Charlotte is going to have the best mum in the world", Fitz says gently. Jemma felt like her heart might have actually melted.
"Oh Fitz. We both know who the fun one is", she says gently.
"Can't wait to teach her a bit of engineering", Fitz whispered. Jemma shakes her head.
"Nope, bio-Chem is for her", she counters.
"Defiantly her fathers daughter", Fitz continues.
"Well, we will just have to see", Jemma concludes.
"Yes, she might not like science at all", Fitz says. Both of them go into a silence.
"Of course she will", Jemma replies nervously.
"Yeah", Fitz agrees.
"She will love it", Jemma reassures them both.
"She will love something else more though", Fitz replies.
"Hmmm, what's that?" Jemma asks.
"Monkeys".
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