Daisy managed to get another taxi on her way out from his home. She'd been forgotten...and she was positive it was all Aida's work.
''Where to?'' The young driver asked and turn to her, his voice broke Daisy out of her complicated thoughts. She reached for her pocket and pulled out the piece of paper that Fitz had written down on, it was the apparent grave site where Jemma was buried.
The driver nodded, ''Visiting someone special?'' He asked in a curious voice when he started up the car and began to drive towards the location. Daisy gritted her teeth, she didn't want to see the grave at all, but she had to be sure it was there, she had to be sure Jemma was truly gone...But something told her she wasn't. They entered the framework together, Jemma couldn't be far. Daisy was more than sure of that.
She gave in and nodded, not denying the fact that Jemma was indeed special, ''Yeah, my best friend.'' Daisy replied and held her voice calm, not allowing herself to break once more. It didn't take more than ten minutes to get there, Daisy got out and gave the young driver the money, insisting for him to keep the change.
The area was big, full of tombstones that were different shapes and sizes. The different names of people were craved into them nicely, some older and some younger. Most of the tombstones were slowly decaying, clearly nobody had been there in a while. As thee evening sun began to sent, painting the sky orange, Daisy walked around the area in attempts to find that one grave that she had been looking for.
Her head snapped down as a few dry flowers ended up being crashed beneath her boots, the sound got her attention and she was glad it did.
There it was. The name. The name was carved in big letters and the tombstone was placed into the ground, covered be the green, fresh short grass.
''Jemma Anne Simmons.'' Daisy's voice began to treble with the rest of the body as she read the name of her beloved friend. ''Devoted daughter and a loving friend.'' As soon as her voice stopped reading what was carved into the tombstone she fell to the ground in sobs.
Jemma was really gone...
The sun had completely set and Daisy had managed to stop herself from crying, she wasn't sure if she had anymore tears for this, she didn't think coming into the framework would have broken her so much. She didn't think she'd have to lose any more people...
With not enough money left for a hotel, she had nowhere else to go. Daisy just couldn't go back to Ward, she didn't trust him, even if he was different in the framework. After everything that he had put the whole team through, Daisy couldn't even stare at his face for longer than ten minutes without hiding the urge to kill him right there and then.
Daisy sat down and leaned against the tree beside Jemma's grave and closed her eyes without any hesitation, they felt heavy so falling asleep was not a problem. She needed it. Sleep was something that was necessary if she wanted to figure this all out. To bring the rest back. With a final breath of lucidness, Daisy allowed her mind and body to drift away, somewhere else that was better than here.
''Hey, look at her!'' A childish voice came from Daisy's right side, the loud voice caused her eyes to open calmly. It was just a kid, pointing his finger at her.
''Leave her alone!'' An older woman yelled and dragged the kid away from Daisy with a slight roll of her eyes as they exited the burial site. Daisy jumped up on her feet, feeling a sudden wave of energy rushing through her body. Her boots crashed anything beneath them as Daisy made her way towards Jemma's grave, realizing that she had not checked the date of her death before falling asleep. Her instincts kept nagging her to check, she had to do it.
''September 11th...'' Daisy whispered, reading Jemma's birth date that had been carved into the nicely shaped stone, She dragged her eyes along the tombstone only to find the same set of roses covering the date. The wind uncovered the date for her just as she was about to kick the flowers to the side.
Her eyes remained glued to the site in front of her. Nothing but confusion laced her mind that had been trying to figure out a way to bring everyone back.
''What the hell?'' Daisy asked herself quietly in a whisper, no date of death was written on the tombstone, just squares, that looked quite recent. They were new, Daisy could see it just by looking at their structure and shape, and the way that they hadn't been covered in traces of green like the rest of the tombstone.
''These squares must be covering her 'death date'.'' Daisy whispered to herself and squinted her eyes to see better, with her knees bent, Daisy squatted down and ran her soft hand through the tombstone. The squares were...painted onto the tombstone.
The paint still smelled fresh, as if they were made not long ago at all.
''She's alive...'' Daisy whispered to herself in shock, ''Jemma's alive!''
She hoped that whatever she had in mind now was the truth, because she could not do this all without her best friend by her side.
She was alive and somewhere in the framework.
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