The Angels Will Guide You Home

Chapter 3

The Angels Will Guide You Home ?

Jemma Simmons was done waiting for her Angel. With Will to help her she had made her own plan and would be her own Angel. As she let go of the final watts of battery on her phone, pulling back the veil of mystery surrounding the stars of this goddam alien planet she channeled her own energy into her own salvation. Fitz's Angel was coming home. With or without a guide.

She set out across the desert planet the dust swirling at her feet, her herald at her side. The Angel was coming home. The melody of the song so many times heard echoed in her head and as the lyrics "the angels in heaven are watching below" passed through her consciousness Jemma Simmons gave them a finger and pushed them from her head. "f*ck watching. watching is useless. I'm done waiting, I'm done watching. I'm coming home." She smiled at Will and he returned the favor.

As they trekked around the corner of a towering pillar, through the gate in the side of the blue planets towering cliff her heart fell from its flight into the cavernous trench ahead of them.

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She saw it. She had seen it just across the trench... just across the vast empty cavern of a gorge this goddam idiotic plannet had thrust upon them. She left Will in their tunnels and headed above ground for the one thing on this planet she could actually get. A good scream.

"F*ck! F*ck this planet and this universe and this goddam piece of space rock in the middle of nowhere on the edge of a chunk of space so far out of nothing that no-one should be here! F*ck that goddam MONOLITH and SHIELD and NASA and everyone who got us stuck the hell out here! F*ck that goddam song that said my angel was coming. WHERE ARE YOU FITZ!"

She sat down in the dust letting it run between her fingers, coating them again with the dust that had filled her clothes and her hair and her heart. "where are you Fitz?" she whispered.

That was the day that Jemma Simmons gave up.