A/N: so, this an AU where Fitz didn't wake up from the coma, it's like Simmons' coping story, I guess. It will have a few parts to it. Set in Simmons' POV, unless I say otherwise. Simmons never joined HYDRA but they still all know Bobbi. Mack and Hunter are there too. Enjoy :)
He had been in the coma for nine of the longest days of my life.
"Please." I croaked. "Please Fitz. Wake up. I need you. I love you." His heart rate was still going at normal pace, he was still breathing. I only moved from his side when the team needed me.
"Jemma?" Skye whispered softly.
"Oh. Hello Skye." I sniffed. She hugged me tight.
"We are having pizza but if you don't want to leave, I can bring you some." Skye said. I looked at Fitz.
"No. It's ok, I'll come with you." I said wiping away the tears. Skye reached out her hand and I took it and we walked to the team.
"I'm glad you could make it." Coulson said. "How are you?"
"I'm. I'm hanging in."
"How is he?" May asked.
"Alive." I croaked, on the verge of tears. May moved closer to me and hugged me, I squeezed her back. I sat down next to Skye and we ate pizza. Where we sat was full of memories, memories made with Ward.
"I'm agent Grant Ward. I just jumped out of a plane without a parachute on and saved your life."
I didn't realise I had started crying.
"Jemma, it's ok. Fitz will be fine. Do you want to go back?" Skye asked. I nodded.
"Sorry." I told the team.
"Jemma, you have nothing to be sorry about." Coulson said.
We walked back and saw nurses and doctors rushing around Fitz. I ran over to them.
"What's wrong?" No one answered me. I walked in.
"Miss you can't be in here." One of them said.
"What's wrong?" I asked again.
"Miss, I must insist you leave." She said again.
"No. I'm not leaving him here."
"Miss, please. He's stopped breathing. Please, you need to leave."
"Jemma." Skye said placing her hand my shoulder. Reluctantly I walked away from the room and to the viewing point. Skye went to get the team and came back with them and they sat in the waiting room but Skye and I waited at the window.
Tears welled in my eyes as I watched them work, trying to keep him alive. About 9 minuets passed.
Beeeeep. The monitor went dead.
"Fitz!" I cried. I ran into the room.
"I'm sorry, we tried our best."
"I know you did. Thank you." I sat by his side and took his hand. Skye had left to tell the team. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not trying hard enough. I'm sorry." I sobbed.
"Jemma, what happened was not your fault." Coulson comforted.
"I want him back." I whimpered. "I need him back." Skye pulled me into a hug and I embraced her. I sobbed. "I want him back."
"I know." Skye whispered. I sat down next to him and laid my head on his lifeless chest. and continued to cry.
Once all my tears had gone I left my best friend and they took his body away. I went to his bunk, grabbed as many of his jumpers and belongings I could and walked to mine. I locked the door and sat on my bed, staring into empty space because tears refused to slip out.
