Redback Widow V I Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. [16]

The Real Deal

"Sorry? Is it too tight?" Jemma asked. There was a steady beeping filling the room.

Vitals.

"No," I grunted.

"Um. And the pain?" she asked.

"Manageable, but sometimes my fingers feel like they're on fire," I admitted.

"I'm so sorry. Daisy's getting more supplies so we can make you and Yo-Yo comfortable," she said.

"Thank you, Jemma," I said. The door clicked open and someone came in.

Mack.

"I'll give you some time," Jemma said, leaving the room.

"You look scared, Черепаха," I observed, peering at him from the bed I was detained to.

"Of course I am. The woman I love nearly died in front of me," he said, walking over.

"I'm not gonna die. Not yet," I informed him.

"That's good to hear," he said, sitting down. "I'm gonna do everything I can to help," he kept staring at the stump where my arm used to be. "I'm sorry. I just get so angry. To...to make it back from that fractured future only to watch you get...get butchered."

"I'll get through this as long as I have you," he leaned over, getting closer since I couldn't get up.

"You're the only world I care about. You say the word and I'll carry you out of here and never look back," he said quietly. I smiled slightly, one of the few times since the accident.

"Thank you for that...but this is my home. And we have to stay and fight. The things I heard about in the future...they're all coming true, faster than imagined. We can't leave."

-

I gasped awake, Yo-Yo's and I's screams echoing in my head. I glanced down, hoping it was just a bad dream.

Nope.

Still a stump.

"Bad dreams?" Jemma, who was messing with an IV, asked. "The hydromorphone makes you drowsy, but the sleep can be restless," she said, removing the breathing thing from my nose.

"Please don't dope me up more. I need to stay clear-headed, to warn Mack," I requested.

"That the pain is just beginning? He knows. And you should spare him. He's suffered enough. We've all suffered enough," she grabbed a pillow, shoving it over my face and restricting my breathing.

"No! No! No! No! Stop! No!" I bucked, but I couldn't get it off. I was getting more light-headed by the second. 

I couldn't breathe.

"No!" I heard an impact, and the pillow fell away, and I gasped for air. Jemma came running in, shooting her robot counterpart. "What the hell?!" Mack questioned.

"The rift is expanding," Jemma explained.

"You okay?" Mack asked and I nodded slightly.

"We can't wait any longer. We have to try and seal it now. It's getting way too dangerous in here."

-

I glanced up, seeing Mack come in.

"Hey," I greeted.

"Hi," he responded.

"Time already?"

"Mm. Here, come on, in the chair," he helped me into the chair, hooking the IV onto a transportable wheely-thing, and I took it. "I still don't understand why you insisted on going," he said, and I scoffed.

"I have known them for years. You think I would miss out on something like this?"

-

I smiled as Fitz arrived, May pulling me out of the way to the side.

"Wow. You look stunning," Fitz said quietly.

"I'm pinned into this thing in thirty different places. It was the, um, only wedding dress at the secondhand shop, apparently. They couldn't find you a kilt?" Jemma asked.

"Uh...no," uh-huh.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today for a moment we all knew was coming, some of us even before these two did, and I think we can all agree that to wait even one second to do this is playing with fire. All in favor?"

"Aye!" we all exclaimed.

"The ayes have it. So, alright. Time for the exchanging of vows, I guess," oh, Coulson. How did you even get a marriage license?

"I had to write it down. Fitz. I knew from the moment I saw you, from our first conversation about dialectic polarization, that you'd be in my life for a long time. But I didn't know...you would be my life. My heart. My home. We joined this team for adventures and got more than we had hoped...but I can't wait for our next adventure--building a family together. My love for you grows deeper and it always will, no matter where the universe takes us next,"

"Agent Fitz?"

"Um. Okay. Um. I have been thinking about what to say. Uh. Just...words don't really seem enough. I think that you are perfect. And, um...I don't deserve you, Jemma. I don't. I don't deserve you. And I'm well aware that I'm the luckiest man on any planet."

"Okay. Let's have the rings. Quickly, please, before this forest collapses around us. Okay, Fitz, repeat after me. 'With this ring...'"

"With this ring..."

"'...I thee wed.'"

"...I thee wed." I smiled as Fitz slipped the ring on.

"With this ring, I thee wed."

"Now, by the power vested in me by, well, by the both of you, I am so happy to pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," and it had happened. The moment we all saw coming.

We all applauded, except for me. I beat my hand against my stump in a feeble attempt to clap.

But it was happy. They were happy.

All of us were happy.