Fitzsimmons // You're More Than That

Post 3x10

Jemma didn't remember much from debrief, she was in a daze the whole time. The reality of the situation dawned on her about 5 minutes before, Ward was dead, Will was gone, his body had been violated by an alien creature of death, all those inhumans were dead... Because of her and Fitz had risked not only his life but the safety of the world to save her.
Once debrief was over she clung to Fitz's arm while they walk back to her bunk, the whole journey was silent while her brain was elsewhere, she didn't know wether to be over joyed or devastated that Ward had gone, she was relieved but at the same time he was once her friend, even though he used them, she still on some level cared for him like a brother. And as for Will, she never got to thank him. He helped her through those months of hell and all he got at the end was death take over his body. She realised once she had seen the flare, her and Fitz could still make it, and that was the second his life was over, because she made it and he didn't. And for the inhumans, well she could even comprehend what she had done, she knew releasing Andrew, or Lash rather, would be a bad idea, he just didn't realise how bad.

"Hey" Fitz mumbled to her quitely, she broke out of her trance to look into his eyes and saw... Pain? It was then she realised she was gripping his arm with both hands like a vice. She gently loosened her grip on his arm, "oh, sorry".
She could feel his eyes on her, searching her face for any thoughts out emotions, but as quickly as she had broke out of her thoughts did she conceal them again, right now they were not something to burden Fitz with.

When they got to her room, Fitz gently opened the door for her, she sat on the bed while he started fussing with a few things,
"you must be exhausted"
He was right, it was the early hours of the morning and she hadn't slept for over 30 hours.
He laid out her pyjamas next to her before gentle kneeling in front of her.
He looked her in the eye, asking for consent before helping her jumper off.
She let him unzip her hoodie, but when he tried pulling her sleeves off she hissed, she had forgot about her wrists, they were bloodied and bruised from the ties hydra had put around them.
Fitz took her wrist she was cradling in to his hand,
"Oh Jemma"
"Don't worry about it Fitz it's fine -"
"Let me got get some wipes and bandages - "
"- Fitz" he stopped at the sudden cracking tone of her voice, "it's fine, I'm fine, it's okay",
Fitz wasn't convinced but didn't argue back, he still got a few wipes and bandages while he left Jemma to get into her pyjamas.
He hated thinking about what hydra had possibly done to her, so while fetching the first aid supplies he decided to distract himself with finding what he needed and how Jemma would have a fit if she saw the state the medical supplies cupboard was in right now.

When he came back he gently cleaned and wrapped her wrists up, when he was done he placed a soft kiss in both of her palms.
He stood up to leave, gathering the first aid supplies, she needed to get a good rest, plus he needed to go have a wash to get all that dessert sand off him before going to bed aswell.
But just as he turned to go her soft voice cried out, "Fitz..."
He turned around while she looked at him through sad eyes,
"Stay with me, please"
She watched as a small sad smile melted on to his face,
"Sure, let just go and get sorted"
He walk to the edge of her bed and gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead,
"I won't be a minute" he promised before leaving to have a quick shower and get into a t-shirt and jogging bottoms.

Simmons had almost nodded off already by the time he got back, he found he curled up on the bottom corner of her bed, waiting for him.
"Jemma"
He gentle shook her as alert as possible, she smiled when she met his face, she re-shuffled herself so she was under the covers, Fitz was about to sort out a bed on the chair when Simmons stopped him.
"Fitz, join me, please, I - I just, need to be close to you right now"
"Are you sure?"
Of course she was sure, he was her first and only choice, always has and always will be. She nodded and smiled at him.
He slipped in to the large bed next to her and held out his arm so she could snuggle under it and hold on to his shirt.
They both knew that once again things were going to be dangerous and stressful, but right now all they needed was each other, too just forget about everything for a few hours.
As they drifted off into a much deserved sleep, they could just be happy and content being together, without thinking about anything else.