“Fitz… Fitz look at me.” Jemma held him in her arms. She just got him back and he might be taken away from her again. ‘Not if I have anything to say about it.’ she thought. She started working to stop the bleeding, or even slow it down. “Stay with me Leo. You have to stay with me.” The bleeding was getting worse, but she continued to work. “Jemma..” He whispered. “I’m not going to make it.” “Yes you will, don’t waste your breath.” She went back to focusing on the wound. “Jemma… Will you…” He started coughing up blood. It was really bad. “Jemma…” He started again. “Will you marry me?” “What?” “Will you marry me?” “Don’t be silly Fitz. This isn’t the place to ask me questions like that.” “I’m serious Jemma. Will you marry me?” Maybe this meant he changed his mind and he thought he would make it. She started getting a little hopeful. Maybe they would make it out of this alive. “Fitz… once we get out of this you can ask me again. I mean… you don’t even have a ring.” She really didn’t care about having a ring but she wanted him to keep fighting. He pulled out a ring out of his blood stained jacket. “I have been waiting for the right time to ask…” “Leo…” “Will you marry me Jemma Anne Simmons?” She tried to hold back the tears “Y-Yes… Yes I will as soon as we get out of this. Promise me Leo, that we will get out of this” He smiled without saying anything. His hand holding the ring went limp. “NO! DON’T LEAVE ME! I NEED YOU.” She broke down on his still form. “We were going to get married…” she whispered.
