You Belong with Me, Not Swallowed in the Sea

"Oh, Skye! Hello..."

Skye had been walking down to ask Jemma a question about...

"HE HATES ME!"

Skye thought she heard glass break and Jemma scream. Skye at this point, had stealthily tiptoed (just like May had taught her) to a point in the building where Jemma couldn't see her, but where Skye still had eyes on the BioChemist. Simmons had her head in her hands and was leaning over the counter.

"Jemma," said Skye quietly.

Skye rarely used Jemma's first name because it upset her now. Even if she didn't show it.

Jemma jumped in surprise and tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. "Oh, Skye! Hello. I didn't see or hear you come down." They both turned to look at the broken specimen dish next to Simmons.

"Um, yeah. Um. I, um, broke this when it slipped off the table, um, yeah." Jemma stared at the floor hoping that the young hacker wouldn't notice her tears.

"Jemma Simmons, you are the worst liar in the universe, and I know you are crying and what you're crying about..." Skye realized she had to say then truth, but at the same time, lighten the mood. "Because if you think he hates you then, you must be crazier than DC when he takes a 5 hour energy."

 Jemma replied with a small, curtious laugh. She didn't feel like she had the energy for another talk, but she replied with a gentle, yet fake, smile. "No Skye. I am just frustrated at myself because I was being clumsy me, and broke this specimen dish. And no, I was not crying because of Fitz and his condition, and the fact that he hates me nowww." Her words trailed off as she stared into a distant corner, and then to meet the young hacker's eyes.

Skye gave her a stern, but equally compassionate, look that said "Don't lie to me Simmons."

The two girls stood there for mere seconds before Simmon's knees gave out, and she crashed to the floor in a heaping sob.