The Beginning of FitzSimmons

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Simmons' POV

"I will find something to help Fitz, I have to." Oh gosh, why did I say that? It will be nearly impossible for me to find something. I don't have a lab, I don't know how severe Fitz's condition is, and quite frankly I don't know where to start. But I must try, I know for a fact that if I were in Fitz's condition he would do anything, anything to help me, so I owe it to him to just try. I walk down the dark hall of bunks, past mine, to Fitz's. I open the door, walk over to his dresser, and take out his gray S.H.I.E.L.D. pullover. I throw it on over my clothes and pull the sleeves up to my nose. I can still smell his cologne, though very faint, mixed in the gray fabric. "I miss you so much Fitz." It comes out as a painful whisper. After a minute, I sit down at his dusty, cluttered desk covered with various projects he had been working on before...before the accident. I start daydreaming back to when Fitz and I were at the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy.

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They assigned Fitz and I as lab partners in chem lab, much to our dismay. And he hated me, hated me didn't speak to me at all. We were bitter rivals, always trying to won up each other. After a while though we sort of just realized that combined we were twice as smart, and that's how we became best friends. I wonder when Fitz started having feelings for me. Was it instantly when we met at the Academy? Or more recently, when I jumped off the Bus after being infected with a strange, alien virus and Fitz stayed right there beside me the whole time. That must be it! I went into his bunk, after I was checked by the S.H.I.E.L.D. doctors and given a clean bill of health, and told him that even though Ward jumped out of the Bus with the parachute. It was really Fitz who saved me by helping me create the anti-serum. And I showed him my thanks by giving him a peck on the cheek. He didn't say anything after and I just thought it was because he didn't believe me. Maybe I was wrong, but the bigger problem is...Do I feel the same way that he does?

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