Fitzsimmons - A Girl Worth Fighting For

Chapter 3

-Skye's POV-

I sat in my bunk, painting my nails. A bright shade of red. Little did I know that Melinda May was standing outside my door. "Skye, you are now on duty for watching the rock." She usually talked in a melancholy way, but now, she seemed more depressed than quiet. 

As I made my way down to to the room I walked past Coulson's office, he was knee high in files about Kree artifacts. I carrying on walking as not to distract him.

-Fitz's POV-

Never in my life I had imagined to end up like this, unable to protect Jemma from whatever was hurting her... 

Right from the start I had loved her, but I didn't realise how much until she had jumped out of the bus to save all of our lives. From then on I kept quiet, until Ward turned out to be Hydra and everything went downhill.

I heard a knock on my door. I slowly walked up to it and gazed through the peep-hole, I let out a sigh of relief as Phil Coulson stood there. I opened the door and picked up my bags. "I know how many memories you left behind, but try not to get too distracted. Jemma is your main priority from now on"

"She always was." I looked up expecting Coulson to be shocked but instead I saw that somehow he understood me. "Lets go." He picked up one of my bags. 

I followed him out of the flat and to a "Brand new" 1962 Chevrolet Corvette. My hand traced the writing on the side of the car. "Jemma?" I asked surprised. "Skye thought of the name." He replied with a sadness in his eyes that I had never seen before. "oh." I silently climbed into the car named after the love of my life.