Jemma has always liked night shootings. There is always a special ambiance to it and even with all the filming crew around, it always feels more quiet and relaxing. And out here in the desert, it's even better. The temperature lowers to something a lot more reasonable and, when the lights are out, she even feels a little chill wearing only a tank top and she savors it. Also, free from pollution or clouds, the stars shine so bright here it's almost magical.

As she walks through the doors of the hotel, she lets out a yawn and tells herself that today might be the day she won't have to struggle to find sleep. It's four in the morning and she doesn't have to go back on set before noon so she could almost have a full night's sleep if she goes straight to bed. But, as she expected to find a deserted lobby at this time of night, her ears catch the sound coming from the lobby's TV. It's quite a big room and if the rest of it wasn't so quiet, she could have missed it. So she gets a little closer to see who could be watching TV at this time of night and of course it's Fitz. It seems that he still hasn't managed to find sleep either. She lays against one of the yellowish painted walls where Fitz stood against just a few days before. He's watching a documentary about monkeys and he seems so caught up in it that he doesn't notice her presence at all. He's sitting cross legged on one of the big dark red couches, his elbows resting on his thighs, head in his hands. She finds the expression of pure delight on his face quite adorable and she can't help joining him, even though she knows she should just go directly to bed before her sleepiness wears off.

"So what are we watching tonight?" She asks, her voice soft but she still startles him, which makes her chuckle.

"Oh hey, hi!" He says, slightly stuttering. "I thought you were supposed to be shooting until dawn." He adds with a questioning look as she settles next to him on the couch.

"We finished early, I was just that good tonight!" She says, grinning and he smiles back. "So, who are these little guys?" She asks, gesturing towards the TV.

"Oh, those are spider monkeys. they're quite remarkable, they have this prehensile tail that works almost like a fifth hand so they balance themselves through the forest very easily and quicker than most monkeys. I mean look at them, look how graceful they are!" He says, enthusiasm evident on his face. "They're also really intelligent, the most intelligent you can find on this continent actually. You see they live only in Central and South America and I was hoping that after this filming, I could go and ... What?" He interrupts himself when he sees how big Jemma's smile has grown.

"Nothing, it's really interesting! It's just I have a nephew who's really passionate when he talks about tigers, he's eight ... and you made me think of him." She says, grinning even more.

"Oh ... well I take that as a compliment." He says, letting his back rest on the couch cushions, a bashful smile on his face.

"That's how I meant it." She says with a fond smile.

"And aren't you a little jealous of how they can jump through trees without being harnessed like you were most of the day yesterday?" He adds, looking at her from the corner of his eyes with a teasing grin.

"Yeah, I really am!" She says, sighing at the memory of the previous day spent hanging from ropes on a harness doing the same few scenes over and over again.

"On a totally different topic, guess what happened this morning when I got to the catering table?" He asks and she starts smiling, knowing perfectly where he's going with that.

"What?" She answers with the most innocent smile she can muster.

"I was about to have what they pass as tea in this country when I spotted my magical tea, just standing here, waiting for me. I've been asking for it for two weeks and they keep telling me that they can't find it anywhere, and then suddenly there's a full box of it! Do you, by any chance, know how it finally got here?" He says, turning to face her with a big smile on his face.

"It's a magical tea, so I guess fairies brought it to you." She says, grinning and he raises his eyebrow. "Okay, maybe being the lead actress on set has its perks ... and also I owed you that at least." She adds with bashful smile.

"What? Why for? I mean thanks a lot for that but what do you owe me for?" He says, visibly confused.

"Well, I was chatting with Phil and asked why he didn't tell me there was another Brit on the show and one thing led to another, I learned that you're a little genius and a lot more than a guy from the technical crew." And with that, she bumps him gently on the shoulder.

"Oh" He says, blushing and scratching his neck in a nervous gesture.

"I mean, I appreciate a little humility, but that was quite an understatement! You should have corrected me!"

"Didn't want to sound pretentious!" He mutters under his breath.

"Come on Fitz, you should be proud of yourself. You're one of the main reasons I signed for this film actually." She says with an encouraging smile and he lifts his face suddenly to look at her.

"What? Really? Why?" He asks, a shy smile making its way on his face.

"Well, I really liked the screenplay and Phil is a fantastic director but I'm tired of filming in front of green screens most of the time. But I finally agreed when he told me he hired a genius engineer to create and build plenty of machines and gadgets that would allow us to do mostly real shots. For my defense, considering your resume, I pictured you a lot older! Anyway, without your drone cameras, I would have had to reshoot some scenes a lot more than I already ..."

"The dwarfs" He corrects her, almost automatically.

"What?" She asks, a little confused.

"The cameras, they're called the dwarfs ... cause there are seven of them so ..." He answers with a small grin.

"Oh! Of course they are." She says, chuckling. "So anyway, getting your favorite tea on set didn't seem too much as a way of saying thank you."

"Well, you're very welcome. And I'm glad you appreciate my work." He answers with a sincere smile.

"Oh by the way, since that you now have your magical tea, how come you're up so late?" She asks and he looks down, a little embarrassed.

"Well, it's still a very good tea, but not so magical!"

"Oh..."

"Yeah, had my mom on the phone today, turns out she used to put a drop of rhum in it to get me to sleep." He says and after a moment of silence, they both burst out laughing.

"Well, if none of us still can't find sleep in a few weeks, drinks are on me." She says, as she starts to get up and they both chuckle. "Well, this has been fun but I'm gonna have to try and get some sleep anyway, I have to get back on set by noon." She sighs. "Goodnight Fitz"

"Good night Jemma. Go easy on the minibar." He answers with a grin and she sticks her tongue at him in response.