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Prompt: A stubbornoverworked Simmons and Fitz who tries everything to get her to bed and care for her in the end Skye totally misunderstood "imm taking et to her bed" - Shievi

Simmons had been working for 36 hours straight and Fitz was getting worried. They had just found out that Ward was HYDRA and Simmons was trying to figure out a way to increase the amount of dendrotoxin in the ICER bullets as Ward had shown a bizarre immunity to the small amounts. He stood by the door and watched as she worked. She had refused any help as it was her job to work with dendrotoxin. Every time Fitz even walked towards her, she would hit him with whatever object was close to her.

She was exhausted to say the least; 36 hours with no sleep and only the small lunch May had brought her about 20 hours in. Had May not stood there and forced her to eat it all, Jemma probably wouldn't have eaten any of it. She couldn't figure it out either. How was she meant to put more dendrotoxin into the bullets? The shells were as thin as they could get as of right now so making that thinner wouldn't help her any. They would burst as soon as the person shot the gun. She had thought of everything and nothing would work.

Fitz was fed up with this. She needed sleep. Simmons was practically falling asleep at her desk! Fitz walked over to her slowly, not wanting to be whacked with the well placed hammer nearby. "Simmons I think you should sleep now." She just shook her head and waved a hand in his direction. "I have almost got it. Just give me a couple more hours." Fitz let out a sigh. "I think you would work better if you slept for awhile."

"Ward is out there, Fitz. Who knows what he is doing to Skye! He is HYDRA. I have to solve this. I have to do it or else everyone is in danger." Fitz huffed. She was right… He was a real danger and this could potentially save a life. "At least let me get you some food." He murmured, trying to find a way to get her to bed… No, to get her to sleep, that sounded wrong, he thought.

Jemma finally agreed that food would be beneficial and Fitz left to make a couple sandwiches. He knew he couldn't make them like she could, but he could try. Grabbing all of the necessary ingredients, he quickly threw together two prosciutto and buffalo mozzarella sandwiches with a hint of pesto aioli.

With plates in hand, Fitz made his way back to the lab only to find Simmons asleep in her chair. With a sigh, he set down the sandwiches and walked over to her. He was about to pull out his phone to text Skye that Simmons had finally fallen asleep but he thought better of it and carefully picked up Simmons. She hadn't overworked herself this much since the Academy. Exams were rough for the both of them and most of their study nights ended up in Fitz having to carry her to her bed.

About halfway to her room, Fitz thought for whatever reason, it would be a good idea to text Skye that she was finally asleep and he was going to put her to bed. Apparently he couldn't way to text her.

[text: Fitz] imm taking et to her bed [/send]

Okay so texting was hard while you were holding somebody. Who knew? He shook his head and put his phone away before holding Simmons closer. The door was another problem. He had to try and turn the handle while holding her. He really should have thought this plan through more. Fitz was very surprised she hadn't woken up yet on this adventure to her room.

He gently set her down on her bed and pulled the covers over her shoulders. She stirred a little and Fitz was worried she had finally woken up. Sleep took over again and she fell back onto her pillow, curling up under the blankets. With a happy sigh, Fitz gave her a kiss on the forehead before sneaking out of her room.

Remembering the sandwiches, Fitz returned to the lab after leaving Jemma in her room to catch up on much needed sleep. When he walked into their lab, however, Skye was sitting on one of the stools, a smirk across her lips.

"You naughty man! I didn't know you had it in you." Skye exclaimed as she made her way over to where he was standing. "Finally admit you love her?" She cooed as Fitz picked up the plates he had brought in.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I brought her to bed." He shook his head. "No… no wait. I put her to bed. I carried her to bed! No! Listen… she was tired. I carried her to her bedroom and put her in the bed and let her sleep, alright?" He said loudly, stumbling through his words. Skye's smirk only grew the more he messed up.

"Mhm… I totally believe that. You will have to tell me all about it tomorrow! If you don't, I will make Simmons tell me!" She laughed, waving to him as she left him alone in the lab.

What had he done?