Still don't own the people you recognise. All spelling errors are mine. Reviews are love. x
Ward looked around the lab and the cargo bay at the whole team, Hawkeye and Black Widow, they all looked well he couldn't describe it. May looked like she wanted to kill someone, Black Widow looked like she had killed someone and wanted to do it again, Fitz was a man on a mission with Skye trying her best to help him but unable to keep the tears from falling. Simmons, his Jemma, looked like she had just gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson when all she had done was hold this girls hand. Hawkeye was sat beside Simmons talking to her quietly and chuckling every now and then. But Coulson was the worst, he was sat on the stairs, head in his hands, looking defeated. Ward had only seen that look once, when Skye was shot and they had no idea how to help her. After his study of the group he finally spoke up, "What's her name? And why do you all look so upset?" Jemma's head popped up then, she looked at Clint and gave a small nod. "Her name is Charlotte Primrose Simmons, she's my girlfriend and Jemma's twin sister." Ward and Skye gasped and looked at the others in their group, Skye was the first to recover. "Why does everyone except me and Ward not look surprised? You knew?!" May nodded her head and walked over to stand beside Jemma, one hand on her shoulder as reassurance. "Skye I, we need you to understand that well…" She couldn't find the words she needed, damn her social awkwardness. Natasha stepped beside Clint and began to explain, "These two are special, have you heard of the bond twins share?" Skye nodded mutely, as did Ward. "Well these two have that and more, they feel what the other feels, one breaks a bone they both feel the pain, and they have this annoying habit of having conversations in their heads." At this they all chuckled. Prim groaned, "'Mima? Wrong?" Jemma burst into tears again, Natasha pulled her into a hug as Clint reassured Prim, "It'll be ok Lottie. I need you to fight ok, pumpkin?" Prim huffed at that, "'m not pumpkin." Jemma chuckled at that, and looked to Ward. She gestured him to her side where she curled herself into his arms. "She hates when you call her pumpkin Clint." It was Clint's turn to laugh, a full out belly laugh. "No she doesn't, she just hates that she had her ass handed to her. Ok time for a story, you guys might wanna find some chairs?!" With that chairs were found a people were seated, Jemma on Ward's lap with his arms tight around her, Skye sat with Fitz on the worktable their hands clasped tightly together. Coulson finally out of his funk pulled up two lab chairs and sat beside May. Natasha being Natasha just decided to sit on the floor, her legs stretched in front of her back leaning on the table that Prim lay on, while Clint retook his seat beside Prim's head. He kissed her forehead and began, "I first met Prim at operations, she was 15, I was 19. We were both in our second year and amazingly hadn't crossed paths until we were paired together for hand to hand. I remember thinking that she was going to be easy to beat, until the instructor said her name. Then it was like shit they paired me with Charlie?!" Jemma and Natasha laughed while Ward's jaw dropped. "Woah, she's that Charlie? I thought that was a guy." This time everyone laughed, Jemma kissed his cheek and giggled. "People have a habit of underestimating my sister." Clint smiled and continued, "so we're in the middle with the rest of the class in a circle round us and I'm thinking 'I can't hit a girl', next thing I know I'm on my back with a broken nose and she's stood there grinning her Cheshire cat grin." Again Prim chuckled but it turned into a groan, "You kicked my feet out from under me and cracked my skull. Haven't left my side since." Natasha laughed, "You are not leaving anyone's sight ever again, what is it with you getting kidnapped?" Clint and Prim laughed, well Prim tried but it started a coughing fit. She sat bolt upright as the burns on her chest pulled her skin painfully tight as she coughed. "So you can actually speak then?!" She giggled which didn't seem to cause as much pain. Jemma burst out laughing, "Rosie, you cannot say that out loud." She huffed, "You don't get to Rosie me. Not after that." It didn't take a genius to work out what that was, the time Jemma jumped out of the plane. "I nearly killed him 'Mima. I nearly killed the only person in the world I love other than you. I could have lost both of you." The fire that had burned so brightly within Prim as she started her rant died just a quickly. "How do you think I felt Prim? You shut me out, two months without anything. I couldn't feel anything, hear anything, I couldn't see you at all. I thought I'd lost you, so I'm sorry I just don't know what to feel anymore." Both girls smiled tiredly, and hugged each other. "'m sorry. I just knew you wouldn't be able to cope with it, any of it. What they did Jem, sometimes I wish they had let me die, but the bastards kept bringing me back." At this everyone's face immediately changed, Clint was on his feet in seconds. "What do you mean, 'let you die'?" Coulson finally spoke up, "We all know what they did Clint, just look at her. That pacemaker is probably the only thing that has kept her alive, well that and you."