FitzSimmons Oneshots.

Always

He remembered it all too well.

She was painting her new apartment, speaking to him, when she collapsed from the ladder.

He was scared out of his mind when he carried her into the hospital.

He remembered the words that came out of the doctors mouth.

"Brain cancer."

He had no idea how she was going to handle the news of it, but it was not pretty.

He held her for hours on end once they told her.

Now, it was 2 months later.

He had woken up that morning in a surprisingly good mood.

He was spending the day at the hospital with Simmons, it was her birthday after all.

He had big plans for her, but she didn't know.

These past few months were very hard on her, but she managed to get through them with a smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Fitz," he was greeted with a smile.

"Good morning everyone."

He had picked up balloons, a present, and had made Simmons a cake, her favorite cake at that.

When he reached her room, she was struggling to sit up.

"Happy Birthday, sunshine."

She looked up at him and smiled.

It was a rare occasion for her, nowadays.

He handed her the present and set the cake on the small table in front of her.

She opened it and it was revealed to be a necklace with "F + S = ❤️" engraved into it.

"Thank you, Fitz," she struggled to say, "it's beautiful."

Her condition was becoming worse by the minute and he was worried for her.

He couldn't lose her, she was too young to die.

"I feel great today," she managed to say.

"I'm very glad, I hope you like the cake, I was up all night baking it just right."

A small chuckle came out of her mouth as she opened the container, smelling it.

"It looks and smells delicious, Fitz. Thank you."

He leaned down and she planted a small kiss on his cheek.

"Would you like to go on a walk?"

He hoped she would say yes.

She did, thankfully, and he helped her out of bed.

When they reached the lobby, it was crowded, just as he had hoped.

He looked at the man behind the coffee counter and nodded his head up,

The music began to play and Simmons eyes lit up.

"Would you care to dance, Ms. Simmons?"

She coughed, and then nodded.

He held her up and began to, slowly, dance with her.

It was all going as planned.

"I love you, Jemma."

He stated, as the song ended.

"I love you too, Fitz."

He untangled his hands from her body and pulled her away from him.

When he made sure she was steady on her own, he lowered to one knee and struggled to find the box from his pocket.

He opened it and smiled, "Jemma Simmons, will you do the honor of marrying me?"

She hesitated, "But Fitz, I'm going to die soon."

"We made a vow to be married before any of us died, plus I don't believe that. You're going to surpass this, I know it. I love you, Simmons. Please. Marry me?"

She quickly nodded and helped Fitz to his feet before kissing him, gently.

"Yes."

They gathered back in her hospital room and the nurses were all in there.

"Congratulation, Ms. Simmons!"

Of course, they all knew this was happening.

~

That night, Fitz promised he'd stay with her and spend the night.

"Goodnight, Fitz."

"Goodnight, Jemma."

With that, they both drifted asleep.

He was awoken to a small beeping noise.

Jemma's heart monitor was slowing down and she was already sitting up, crying.

She looked up at h, tears in her eyes and shook her head.

"It's time," she whispered.

No, no.

"Jemma, no. Don't say that."

The heart monitor was slowing down by the second and she looked up at the ceiling, wiping her eyes.

"Woo, okay, uhm. Fitz. You have been my best friend and my lover for a very long time. You've saved my life and let me save yours. We've been through everything together and nothing will ever change what we had, okay?"

He slowly nodded, and held her hand.

"Jemma," he whispered, a tear falling down his cheek.

"I love you, Leo."

The tears were flowing down his face as the heart monitor slowed down even more.

Fitz, desperate to hear her voice, asked, with a gentle tone,

"Evem if you're dead, will-will you still love me?"

She gave him a slim smile and nodded.

"Always."

Then the green waves turned into an unforgettable and unforgivable straight line.