A little fluff piece for you here. Enjoy! Next chapter posting very very soon.

Skye drove up to the address Trip gave her in a giant SHIELD issued SUV. She honked the horn and Trip came out of the front door. He had two heavy looking bags and seemed like he was struggling. He lugged the bags into the truck and ran inside.

"One more thing.", he said to her.

A minute later he ran out with what looked like a picnic basket. He sat in the front passenger seat with the basket on his lap. Skye was overwhelmed with the smell coming off of it. Trip noticed.

"Mom's chicken pot pie.", he said as he opened the basket to reveal the pies. "Best you'll ever have."

"Mmm. So that's what a good home cooked meal smells like.", she took one out of the basket and opened it to get a better whiff. "Oh yes, you got a fork?"

"Shouldn't we be going? Where's the Director and the cavalry?"

"On the bus waiting. You got a fork or not?"

"Chill girl!", he opened the side compartment of the basket and pulled out two forks.

She took a fork and they both dug in.

"Holy crap!"

"What did I say? Best you'll ever have."

They sat in the car and finished the pie rather quickly. As tempted as they were to crack open another one, they knew they were needed back on the bus.

"So… how was your vacation?", Skye asked as she pulled out of the drive way.

"Much needed. I haven't seen my mom in forever. So much has changed, though."

"The good kind or the bad kind of change?"

"Could go either way, really. My mom's got a new boyfriend. That's kinda weird. They'd make sexual entendres like I'm nine and don't know what they mean."

"I know exactly what you mean. Very uncomfortable."

"Yeah. But it's all good. It was good to see her. With what we're doing out there everyday- you never know when you're gonna squeeze in these visits."

"Well, if it means you come back with these pies every time… we'll make sure you see her as much as possible."

"Well alright then. How was your week off?"

"Amazing. We went to Sausalito, mom and dad got married, and I met Nick Fury and Natasha Romanoff. No biggie."

"Damn, girl! 'No biggie', my ass."

"It was great but, now I'm just worried about Fitz. He's awake but Simmons said he's not the same. Like apart of him is gone."

"That's rough."

"Yeah. Ward did that. I still can't believe it. I mean I can it's just that I don't want to."

"I get that. Same with me and Garrett. We may not have been as close as you and Ward, but he was still my SO. All that time he spent teaching me the SHIELD standards- he was just doing the opposite. Now he's gone and there's nothing I can do. But Ward's right there. You can do whatever you want."

"Not whatever I want. There are still rules. But I have a few ideas of my own."

"That'a girl."

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It wasn't the best choice to put Fitz in the med pod downstairs, but there was no other choice. He still needed to be monitored and that was the only place they could properly do it.

Simmons would sit there to make sure he was ok. And Skye would stay close by to make sure she was ok.

"I don't know what to do, Skye.", Simmons said as they sat in the kitchen area. "He looks at me and I can tell it's hurting him."

"What's hurting him?"

Simmons sighed and stirred her tea. She mentally accepted that she needed to tell Skye what happened.

"When we were… down there… he um… he told me how he really felt. About me."

"Oh… And you said."

"That's the thing. There was no time to say anything. That was our only chance of getting out of there. But even if there was anytime I wouldn't know what to say. Now I'm worried the hypoxia isn't the only thing holding him back right now."

Skye put her fork down and moved the pot pie aside.

"Jemma, look at me. If I know Fitz he'll understand if you don't feel the same. That's how much he cares about you. But right now he's struggling and you're the one he really needs."

"But me being around won't help him if he's trying to cope. Maybe I should leave."

"Wh-"

"Landing in 5.", May said from the cockpit, "Skye go wake up Trip. Tell him I need help up here."

"We're talking about this later. But you're not leaving."

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