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Prompt: Fitz waking up from a nightmare of him drowning and Jemma trying to comfort him

It had been a tough day. Fitz had not only dropped Sleepy while he was trying to fix him and only broke him even more, Jemma and Mack were both on a mission. He was alone on the base with no one to comfort him and no one to calm him down. Try as she might, Skye just wasn't the same as Jemma. Even Simmons had trouble calming him down nowadays.

Fitz had wanted to stay up to wait for one of them so they could help him go to sleep. Mack would always cheer him up and send him off to bed with a glass of milk or something of the sort. Jemma would normally make him a cup of tea and sit with him while he told her what had happened that day then they would both go to bed. Since Simmons had left however, she didn't help him when he needed her to.

After dropping Sleepy and managing to break a few of the beakers that had been lying around the lab, Fitz stormed out. He went straight to the kitchen in search of food. Whenever Mack wasn't around, he would eat to comfort himself. He knew where they hid the sweets and he knew exactly what he wanted.

After finding the chocolate covered animal crackers, Fitz waited in the little lounge they had next to the kitchen, waiting for one of them to come in from their mission. At about midnight, May came in and spotted him sitting on the couch. "Fitz, you should go to bed. They aren't going to be back until much later. No reason to stay up and wait for them." She muttered as she grabbed a water bottle and headed back to her room.

Fitz let out a sigh and nodded. She was right. He was exhausted and staying up to wait for them was pointless. He wouldn't get any sleep at all if he did. With a huff, he got up and made him way to his room.

He took his time changing into his pajamas which consisted of a pair of comfortable pants and a t-shirt he had had since the Academy. It reminded him of the good days where he wasn't damaged and where he was still very close to Jemma. He looked over at the small bed and let out a sigh. No one was coming to help him. No one would be here to comfort him if he had the nightmare again.

With a shake of his head, Fitz crawled into bed. He could do this. He could have a good dream this time. After glancing at the clock which had read 12:45am, he slowly closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Sure enough the dream came.

He couldn't breathe. There was water surrounding him. He could hear Jemma screaming. He could hear the glass breaking. He could feel the water hitting him all over again.

He screamed.

Simmons had come back to the base around 2 o'clock that morning and headed straight to bed. Her room was next to Fitz's and she saw that his door was closed meaning he had gone to bed. With a small smile on her lips, she went into her own room and changed into her own pajamas which consisted of shorts and one of Fitz's old t-shirts.

She quietly crawled into the bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. Warmth. She had just been on very cold temperatures trying to steal a couple of files from Hydra. Simmons didn't handle the cold very well.

Just as she was starting to drift off to sleep, she heard the scream. She sat straight up and looked around her room, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. She heard it again a few minutes later. Someone was in trouble. She got up and ran out of her room, hoping to hear it again.

It was coming from Fitz's room. With a sigh, she walked up to his door. "Fitz?" She muttered before walking in. "Fitz, wake up!" She yelled, going over and putting a hand on his shoulder.

With a jump, Fitz opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He sat up, breathing heavily for a few minutes. It took him awhile before he noticed Jemma standing over him and watching his every movement. "S-Simmons? Wha' are you doin' in here?" He asked.

She just let out a sigh and gestured for him to move over. "Scoot." He looked down at his lap and shifted over as much as he could. Jemma crawled into the bed, pulling the covers over her legs. "Lie down." She muttered. He did as he was told, not daring to say anything in case he upset her and she left.

They hadn't slept in each other's bed since the Chitauri virus incident. It was nice, Fitz noted, as he pulled her close. He wrapped an arm around her waist and buried his face in her shoulder. She lifted one of her arms and put it over his, gentle rubbing small circles around his skin. "It's alright. Nothing can hurt you."

He just shook his head, slowly calming down from the nightmare. It wasn't as if this hadn't happened before. He knew better. As soon as he closed his eyes, it would come back and there was nothing Jemma could do about it. "Shh… I'm here now Fitz. You are safe. I won't let anything hurt you." Even though her words stung a little, he took comfort in them. She was there now. She wouldn't leave him. She was by his side again.

Simmons placed a small kiss on his forehead before settling down on the bed. He pulled back a little. "A-re you stayin' here, lass?" He muttered, pulling her close again but this time to where she was pressed up against his chest.

Jemma nodded. "Yes. It is a long walk from here to my bedroom, I am cold, and you will probably have another nightmare. I am staying here as long as you will let me." She muttered, closing her eyes and snuggling up close to him. This was something that they never did anymore. Not after she had left at least. For awhile after the pod, she slept in his bed with him. He would hold her and comfort her but once she had to leave and sleep by herself, she learned how to calm herself down and focus on Fitz getting better rather than what happened. It had worked for awhile but once she came back and saw Fitz struggle because of her, they came back. Unlike Fitz though, she would keep quiet.

Fitz held her close, rubbing her back softly. "You know I don' mind." He muttered, yawning slightly. "Good night Jemma."

And that night they both got a good night sleep. They did have to explain to Skye why they were in the same bed the next morning when they slept in, but that was the least of their worries. They both knew that they were getting better and that was all that mattered.