Family: A Skimmons Fanfiction

Family

Coulson, Ward, and Fitz, piled out of the S.H.I.E.L.D sanctioned vehicle and gathered on the right side, a few feet away from an average looking house. Fitz was bouncing up and down, making the little gift box that he was holding make a rattling noise, with a huge smile on his face. Ward and Coulson both stood properly but Coulson’s foot and Ward’s thumb tapped as they tried to maintain their composure as they waited for May, who had been driving, to join them outside. She walked around with a black bag on her shoulder and looked confusingly at the men. 

“What are you waiting for, let’s go”

Leo jumped a little and led the group to the front door, he stopped himself from banging on the door and instead moved obediently next to May. Coulson took a deep breath, the smile that he tried so hard to keep hidden was becoming more and more apparent, he pushed the doorbell and stepped back putting is hands in front of him. 

The door flew open to reveal Skye standing with her arms wide open, she jumped up and down much like Fitz and let out a hushed scream. She grabbed Coulson and hugged him laughing, May and Fitz followed and then Ward who she hugged and then held him arms length bouncing. 

“We. Have. A. Baby!”

Ward smiled and nodded. 

“I know you do.”

“There’s a baby in there, Ward”

“I know.”

Skye let out another hushed scream and then bounded away, grabbing Fitz by the front of his shirt and pulling him into the house with the rest of the team following neatly with infectious smiles on their faces. 

Skye led them through a very nice house to a little living room where Jemma was sitting on a couch holding a little pink bundle proudly and smiling. Skye sat down next to her, putting her arm around her and laying her head on the scientist’s shoulder looking at the little face in the blanket. The team sat around quietly with Coulson on the table in front of them and Fitz and May on the couch next to the new parents. Coulson leaned over to get a better look.

“We came as soon as we got the news but they wouldn’t tell us anything else.”

The baby garbled a little bit and stretched out her tiny hands and Skye awed and let the tiny hand hold her finger.  Jemma sat the child up slightly on her lap.

“Well she’s up so I guess we don’t have to be so quiet”

The entire team leaned forward in a heightened suspense looking at the couple and their new baby. Jemma took a deep breath and looked around.

“Everyone, I would like you to meet Melinda Phillipa Simmons”

The team stopped and looked around and Ward chuckled and gestured to Coulson and May.

“Huh! You named her after these two! That’s amazing.”

Leo looked over Skye at Jemma.

“Why didn’t you name her after me?”

“I’m sorry, Fitz, we just didn’t think ‘Leopold’ was a good girls name. Maybe next time if we have a boy.”

Fitz put his head down a little disappointed but immediately redirected his attention to May sitting next to him.

“Is that a tear I see, agent May”

May looked at the younger man intensely and then said in a deep voice.

“No”

Skye stifled a laugh at Leo’s terrified expression. He swallowed and looked back at the women a little red. 

“So, who gets to hold the little one first.”

“I do!” 

Coulson said a little to quickly, he immediately composed himself and sat back on the table and cleared his throat.

“I mean, technically I’m the leader, so I should get to hold her first.”

The couple smiled at each other for a second before Jemma leaned over and gingerly handed the tiny baby over to Coulson who laid Melinda on his arms and smiled sweetly as the baby looked at him with wide blue eyes. Jemma hesitated before leaning back on the couch and wrapping her arms around Skye’s waist, she kissed her wife and then looked back at the agent holding their daughter. May spoke up for the first time.

“Are you guys ready to see the presents?”

Skye clapped lightly and Jemma nodded excitedly. May pulled out the black bag that she had brought in and placed it on her lap. Meanwhile Ward leaned in next to Coulson and tried to touch the baby’s hand but stopped when Coulson slapped his hand lightly and then went back to rocking the baby, Ward turned away disbelievingly and jumped into the conversation.

“I think Fitz should go first since he hasn’t shut up about it the entire trip.”

Leo handed Skye the wrapped box and held his hands up excitedly.

“I hope she likes it!”

They pulled the paper off together and lifted the lid off the box, Jemma laughed and picked it up off of Skye’s lap, pulling out a little book and holding it up. “Introduction to Calculus: For infants”

“This is amazing, Fitz! So adorable!”

She started flipping through the thick pages and Skye looked at Ward.

“The science. It’s starting already.”

Ward nodded understandingly and Skye looked down on the complicated math problems posed in baby friendly ways with wide terrified eyes. Jemma leaned over and hugged Fitz tightly. 

“She’s going to be on our side in no time!”

Jemma giggled and Skye shook her head.

“Who’s next? May?”

May pulled a simple but rather large, elongated box and handed it to the couple proudly, it covered both their laps. The opened it and smiled as the looked at the contents. The box was split into three sections; in the first section was about five baby blankets of various colors, they were extremely soft and of some kind of expensive fabric. In the second section was a neatly folded pile of onesies, like the blankets, they were of various colors and patterns and finally, in the third section was a box, they opened it revealing a pair of tiny padded nun chucks. Skye pulled them out curiously and then shook them, sure enough they were rattles. 

“This is absolutely incredible, May, thank you!”

May sat up proudly.

“I’m the only one who got her practical gifts.”

Skye looked at her and shook the little nun chucks with one eyebrow raised. 

“It’s never to early to start them with self defense.”

Jemma nodded in agreement.

“My turn”

May pulled another gift out of her bag, this time from Ward and handed the wrapped bulbous gift to Skye and Jemma. They pulled the wrapping off and then Skye started laughing hysterically while Jemma pulled the soft object out of the paper.

“It’s a pillow. A laptop pillow.”

Skye took it and looked at it closer. It was soft and relatively large, right now, Melinda could probably sleep on top of it with room to spare but it held a very detailed resemblance to an opened laptop with keys and a screen and a Window’s meadow screen savor but scrolled on the screen part of the pillow was a little message in DOS style. 

“So you can start becoming your mom’s little hacker early.

Love, Your Uncle Grant”

Skye put her hand over mouth and smiled.

“That is the sweetest thing ever! Thank you, Ward you big ol‘ teddy bear!”

Skye reached over and squeezed his hand, smiling, May interrupted their moment. 

“Coulson, do you want to give them yours?”

He nodded and then reluctantly handed the little baby to Ward. He gently took her and cradled her, she look especially tiny in the big man’s arms. He made a goofy face as he looked down and little Melinda giggled, he smiled and played with her reaching hand.

“Yeah, your momma thought my face was funny when she first met me too.”

Jemma, who was the only on who heard this little exchange, laughed and covered her face and shook her head at Ward who just shrugged his shoulders, still smiling.

May handed a box to Coulson who took a breath and then handed it to Skye. 

“I hope she likes it. I’ve never shopped for a baby before.”

The women opened the deep box excitedly and then pulled out the first item, Skye shook her head.

“I should’ve known.”

She held up a little Captain America T-Shirt, then pulled out the next layer, which was a soft Captain America pillow that was perfect sized for a baby and lastly she took out a Captain America story book and looked at it with wide eyes. Jemma laughed and then took the story book touching the cover which had a black signature on it.”

“Is this signed!?”

Coulson smiled proudly. 

“Yeah, Cap felt really bad for not signing my cards before I died so now he signs everything on the spot”

“Oh my God, That’s incredible, Coulson! Thank you!”

Jemma placed Coulson’s presents on the table next to them with the rest. 

“All of these are amazing. I’m so happy you guys are here.”

Melinda had been traded off to May who was standing up next to the couch holding her and smiling one of Melinda May’s rare smiles. 

“Well, we’re very proud of you two.”

“If I may ask, though.”

Coulson reached over to see the baby in Melinda’s arms but moved back when he got slapped by May, Ward laughed lightly at the true chain of command in the team before Coulson continued.

“What are your guys’ plans with S.H.E.I.L.D?”

The women looked at each other before Jemma answered smiling.

“Well, I’ve got a job at a local S.H.E.I.L.D lab, it’s stable but it’s also going to be pretty interesting with the development and studies of new weaponry and even Asgardian weaponry. So at least while she’s little I’ll being staying in one place and right now Skye is still trying to find a suitable position within the Agency.”

“Yeah, I’m thinking about going into interrogation, maybe, at least until Mel gets a little older.”

The team collectively nodded and May handed the little baby who was now beginning to fuss to Skye who took her and then left to change her in the other room. Jemma looked worriedly at Leo.

“You haven’t got to hold her yet, have you?”

He paused, holding back a smile.

“Well, I’ll have plenty of time to hold her and get to know her later, seeing as I’ll be working in the same lab as you.”

Jemma stopped for a moment to let this information sink in and then screamed, practically launching herself into Fitz and hugging him whilst bouncing up and down.

“I applied for the lab and S.H.E.I.L.D’s letting me work there.”

“Oh, I’m so happy! We’ll still be working together! That was the only thing that I hated about this whole transfer. But it’s all okay now, we’ll still be partners!”

Skye, who had been listening to the whole thing from the other room, walked back in holding a much fresher smelling Melinda. 

“And, you’ll be able to baby-sit. Yay!” 

Jemma still had not let go of Fitz when her eyes went wide.

“Wait, you guys are staying here for the night, right?”

Ward laughed, he had been messing with something in May’s bag this whole time.

“Of course we’re staying here. We’re family, and as family, it’s our obligation to come into your house, eat your food, take up your sleeping space and spend time with your child. Now everyone get on the couch, baby’s first family picture.”

They all piled on the couch, with Skye and Jemma with Little Melinda in their laps looking up, completely confused by the commotion going on around her. Ward set the timer on the camera and then took his place on the couch, they all smiled as the little device clicked and took the first family photo of many to come. 

 

Promises: a Skimmons Fanfiction

You know the drill, I have an addiction and these two have basically taken over my life. However, on the bright side, this fanfiction turned out more followers and more notes in one night than the rest of my fanfictions so yay!

“Jemma… We los- I lost her, I can’t find her. The building was rigged, Jem-Jemma, I’m so sorry.”

Ward’s voice was cracking as he stood in front of the scientist, the rest of the team already knew and were standing around. May had been there and she stood in the corner, her clothes ripped and her skin burned from trying to find their fallen teammate. Coulson was sitting near the wall looking away, not looking at the rest of his heart broken team and Fitz stood next to Jemma as she got the news with tears in his eyes. He reached over to hold the scientist but she pushed him away harshly in a manner not at all like the sweet Jemma Simmons. 

“What do you mean?”

“She’s gone. I’m sorry”

“No”

Jemma began to look around as if this was just some sort of cruel practical joke, she threw her glasses on the floor and they shattered. 

“No, I don’t believe you.”

She continued to look at ward with a soul penetrating stare, her face started to flash red. 

“I tried. I tried to save her, Jemma”

Before she even knew what was happening she slapped Ward harshly, he didn’t even try to protect himself from the strike. 

“YOU TRIED?”

A violent sob escaped her throat as the reality of what was happening hit her like a wall.

“YOU TRIED, WARD? MY WIFE IS SOMEWHERE DEAD UNDER RUBBLE LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH BUT YOU TRIED?”

Jemma began hitting her fist on Ward’s chest, sobbing harshly and screaming at the now crying agent.

“I told you not to take her! I told you! You took her anyway!

Fitz tried to grab Jemma but she struggled and screamed louder until the air was filled with a mixture of desperate sobs and the curses that she flung at Ward, S.H.I.E.L.D, and everything else. Ward had left the room by this point, followed by Coulson who gestured to May in a grim expression. May walked up behind the struggling woman and stuck a needle effortlessly into her arm, Fitz stared at her in shock but she just patted his arm and reassured him. In a few moments Jemma went limp in May’s arms, she ducked under her arm and carried the scientist to the beds, lightly laying her still fidgeting body in a bunk and wiping the hair out of the younger woman’s face before retreating back to her own bed. 

I few restless hours later Jemma woke up and looked around in a panic, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and tried to figure what happened and then like a train, it hit her all over again. She curled over into a fetal position and let the sobs come back again as she tried to comprehend the depth of her own grief. She lay there like that, crying lightly at times and at others sobbing desperately for a while but as the guilt of her own words sunk she pulled herself heavily to the edge of the bed and sat up weakly. 

It took all of her strength but she stood up and made her way to the bar where she found Ward sitting limply on a stool with a drink in his hand. He was in as terrible a shape as May was but he had neglected to dress any of his wounds leaving the severe burns open to the air. Jemma walked up with her head down, she was still crying but she managed to speak in a cracked and pathetic voice with tears breaking the rhythm of her words.

“Ward, I’m so sorry.”

He didn’t say anything but he stood up, setting the drink down and hugged the scientist who started crying even harder as she hugged back trying to avoid his burns.

“I didn’t mean any of that. I’m so, so sorry, it’s not your fault, ward I just-”

“I know, It’s okay, Simmons”

Ward nodded and let her go, however, she continued to apologize as she walked back over to his seat and took another drink. 

Jemma walked away still feeling the shame of her actions even though no one blamed her. She ducked back into her room, the tears were finally drying up and she felt like she would never be able to cry again. She shook her head and opened a drawer, she pulled out a thick album and she dropped it on the bed before lightly sitting next to it and pulling it open. It was their wedding album and she smiled sadly as she flipped through the pages, looking at the best day of her life with the person whom she loved most in the world. 

Both her and Skye wore beautiful white dresses as they stood at the simple alter with the bus in the background. Coulson and May stood between them as they read their vows together, Jemma laughed a little as she remembered how hard it was for them to convince May to marry them along with Coulson who not only jumped on the opportunity, he offered to walk the both of them to the alter. Fitz stood next to Jemma with a dorky smile as he stared at his partner saying her vows and Ward stood proudly next to Skye. 

Jemma lightly flipped through the rest of the album and the team celebrating their wedding on the bus. It had been the greatest time of her life as they danced and goofed off with the people who loved them most but even then it had gotten better when Coulson dropped them off at Hotel in Spain, reminding them that they would be back on the bus the next morning and back to work. The rest of the pictures were just of Jemma and Skye in the hotel room rolling around between the sheets (Jemma hadn’t wanted Skye to take any of those pictures but now she was thankful for them).

She closed the book and pulled it close to her chest, laying back down and thinking about the future without Skye that she was facing. 

Somewhere, far behind the already airborne bus Skye pulled herself out from underneath rubble a long way away from the initial explosion. She had no idea how she ended up so far away and she looked around in a panic.

“May! Ward!”

There wasn’t anybody else in sight but it was dark outside now and she was starting to feel rain hit her exposed and burned skin. She drug the rest of her body out and cried out a little as a searing pain shot up from her leg, she stretched it out and examined it cautiously. The knee was bent in an unnatural direction and she winced as she pushed lightly on the swelling limb. She laid back and took a deep breath putting the pain from all over her body to the back of her mind as she realized that her team probably thought that she was dead. She stopped for a second as she thought about Jemma, all alone and overwhelmed with grief. It was enough to make Skye cry but she instead pushed herself up trying to ignore the throbbing pain that moved from her completely immobile leg through to the rest of her body. 

She was in the middle of nowhere and she was still having to climb around the rubble. But despite her torn and almost mangled appearance she kept her eyes looking straight ahead at whatever she couldn’t really see. She had no way of telling how long she had been out, it could have been a couple of hours, it could have been a couple of days but the thought of Jemma back on the bus thinking that she was dead kept Skye moving forward despite the pain.

Right then, her goal was to find a hospital or at least someplace with a phone or a computer but from the looks of things, it was going to a long while before she found anybody but that didn’t even slow the woman down as she pushed on through the now downpour of a thunder storm. 

It went on like this for hours and Skye began to feel completely hopeless, the rain apparently wasn’t going to stop and her leg had gone from throbbing to just a constant agony that she could feel in her chest. She tripped over a group of rocks and fell to the ground hard, she tried to stand back up but her body was just giving out after all of the trauma it had just endured. She fell back and then resigned just to take a little break as it was apparent that getting up was going to be absolutely terrible. She flipped off the sky and tried to wipe some of the mud from her face. 

Then she saw something that made her sit up, completely at attention now, it was a couple of tiny lights just in the distance. They looked like they were coming toward her but she couldn’t tell what they were exactly. She covered her eyes with her hand and squinted trying to make out whether it was a vehicle or something like a little plane. As it came closer, she ruled out a vehicle of some sort since it did seem to be flying but it was awful tiny for a plane. She didn’t have to wait long for her answer as the humanoid shape of the Iron man suit became clearer to the injured woman. She laughed and waved her arms in the air but then she stopped as he didn’t seem to be slowing down. She wasn’t going to let him pass her by so without thinking and relying solely on the instincts that she had gained from training, she grabbed a good sized rock and hurled it as hard as she could in her condition. It hit with a satisfying “CLUNK!” and the suit halted in mid air, turning around and flying towards her. She let herself fall back as the relief of being rescued washed over her aching body. 

The suit landed and ran over to her side, the helmet slid up revealing the recognizable face of  James Rhodes in the Iron Patriot suit he kneeled down next to Skye and assessed her injuries. 

“We need to get you to a hospital, miss”

He leaned over to pick her up but she waved him away still leaning on the palms of her hands. 

“It’s Mrs. And I don’t need a hospital, I need you to contact my team.”

“You’re really hurt I think that a hospita-”

“My team. It’s Phil Coulson’s team. They’ll come get me.”

He gave in and shut the helmet. Skye could hear him talking but she couldn’t hear the voice on the other end. The helmet flipped back up.

“They’re on their way. Apparently you were pronounced dead over a day ago.”

Skye winced at those words as she thought about Jemma and the rest of the team, no doubt Ward was going to blame himself and Coulson would have been crushed by a loss in his precious team  but mostly Jemma. She had promised her wife that she was coming back and Jemma had to deal with the broken promise. It wasn’t broken, Skye thought, she was just going to be a little late.

“Thank you, Sir.”

He sat down heavily in the suit, trying to cover the injured woman from the intense downpour.

“No problem. Mrs.?

Skye smiled despite the pain and held her hand out to shake his.

“Simmons. Skye Simmons”

Rhodes nodded and then listened as Skye retold much of her life to him in an attempt to distract herself from the pain. It really didn’t take that long for the Bus to get there especially since, Skye knew that they weren’t anywhere near the area. May must have broken most of the air laws in order to get there that fast. The Bus landed and the door open quickly, Skye could see through the rain that the whole team was standing at the ready and once it hit the ground, they all rushed forward but none of them were faster than Jemma. She sprinted to Skye’s side and threw her arms around the woman in a mixture of laughter and tears then pulled her at arms length to examine her properly. Skye now let herself cry, not that it mattered in the pouring rain.

“I’m so sorry Jem”

Jemma kissed Skye passionately through the rain and wiped the water from her face. Fitz was tending to Skye’s leg while Ward knelt next to his teammate, a look of eternal relief on his tense face and Coulson was just a little ways away shaking Rhodes’ hand and thanking him, May stood next to the bus with the faintest hint of a smile on her face.

“Promise to never do that again and we’ll call it even, okay?”

“I promise”

"Can't Sleep" Skimmons Fanfictions

Here's another Skimmons fanfiction. It's called "Can't Sleep"

“Hey Jem?”

Jemma looked up from the experiment that she was currently working on when she heard the tentative and shy voice that was so unlike Skye’s normal tone. Skye was standing halfway in the doorway looking down, her hair was messy and her eyes were droopy and tired. It was pretty late and although Simmons had to stay in the lab late Skye should have been asleep after the intense day of field work that she had just been through.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong? What are you doing up?”

“Can’t sleep.”

She replied in an exhausted and utterly broken voice that broke the scientist’s heart into a million pieces. 

“I-I’m just tired… And I can’t sleep.”

Skye slunk forward and practically fell into Jemma’s arms, burying her face into the woman’s neck and putting her hands around her waist. Skye closed her eyes and clung onto the Jemma, shaking slightly  with her hands opening and closing behind the scientist.

 Jemma had a feeling that this was probably because of a dream, perhaps some PTSD from the recent ordeal but Skye obviously didn’t want to talk about it. Jemma just wanted to end her pain and fix everything, But she knew that all she could do was just be there for Skye.

“Oh, Sweetheart”

Jemma took off her glasses and wrapped her arms tightly around Skye, lightly stroking her messy hair and rocking back and forth. She was trying her best to be strong, to be Skye’s rock but she couldn’t stop the tears that rolled down her cheeks as she held on desperately. 

“Now, that just won’t do, will it?”

Jemma said with a gentle smile through the tears that she was trying to ignore. She grasped on to Skye and began to lower the two of them to the floor. Skye, afraid that Jemma was letting go tensed up and locked her arms around the scientist and shutting her eyes tighter. 

“I’m not going anywhere, baby. I’m not going to let you go, okay?”

Skye nodded into Jemma’s neck and let her guide her down to the floor next to the lab table, never taking her arms from around Skye’s body. She sat against the corner and moved her legs underneath Skye until she was practically laying on top of the scientist with her head, that was previously buried in Jemma’s neck, now on her chest. Jemma moved the hand from behind her back and kissed Skye’s fingers gingerly before holding it tightly within her own. 

“I love you, Jemma Simmons.”

Skye’s voice cracked as she said it and she squeezed the scientist’s hand before her worn out emotions overtook her but she kept her eyes open, looking forward at nothing in particular. 

“I love you, Skye. Oh, you have no idea how much I love you, baby”

Skye smiled lightly for the first time and closed her eyes. After that, it wasn’t long before both the women fell asleep, never moving or letting throughout the night on the lab floor. 

It's another Skimmons Fanfiction

Yes, it's another Skimmons fanfiction, anyway you know the drill, enjoy :)

 I have no idea what to call this one...

Jemma was in the middle of a particularly enjoyable dream when one of the characters stared at her and started buzzing obnoxiously. She jumped awake and turned over to grab her vibrating phone on her little bed shelf. 

“H-hello?”

She didn’t even have her eyes open as she leaned drunkenly on the side of her bunk waiting for the other person to answer. She woke up a little, however, whenever she heard the voice on the other end respond with a cheerfully guilty voice.

“Heyy! Jemma, it’s me Skye.”

Jemma sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“Skye? Wha’”

“Look I know this is kind of weird but I got myself in a little bit of trouble and I was-”

“Skye, where are you? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you on the bus?”

Jemma was now awake and alert, Skye was quick to answer and reassure her, she could hear that Skye was guilty for waking her up in the middle of the night.

“I’m fine, I’m just a little stuck. I couldn’t sleep so I went for a little walk in that patch of woods next to us and now… I’m stuck. I’m so sorry for waking you up but could you give me a hand?”

She added with a slightly lower tone of voice

“I promise I’ll make it up to you”

Jemma rubbed her forehead and scooted to the edge of her bunk, grabbing a pair of socks from a drawer. She held the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she proceeded to get dressed.

“Of course I’ll come help you but what are you doing there? We don’t know what’s out there, that’s why we’re here! Skye, you could have been killed!” 

Jemma continued to get dressed as she scolded Skye on how dangerous going out there by herself was dangerous and how worried she was about Skye doing something like this and then never coming back. Skye felt bad so she stayed silent as the scientist lectured her, she knew that Jemma worried and with the situation that she was in now, Jemma had every right to be furious but luckily for Skye, she never lashed out and instead just worried and nagged at her reckless girlfriend. 

“Okay, I’m on my way, give me a second to get off the bus and then I’ll need you to tell me where to go.”

Jemma wasn’t used to sneaking around and she jumped at every little noise, just waiting for someone to wake up and ask what in the world she was doing but she got out without waking anybody up. She took a deep breathe of air as she stepped outside in the dark equipped with a flashlight and a duffle bag filled with things she might need, Jemma Simmons was anything if not prepared. She nervously took the first few steps away from the safety of the Bus and into the terrifying line of forest in front of her, even with the flashlight, she couldn’t see anything very well.

“Okay, Skye, tell me how to get to you.”

Skye described the path that she took and everything that she passed, lucky for her, she wasn’t very far into the forest when she found something that got her into this mess.

“I really hope whatever you found, even if it’s what we’ve been looking for, isn’t toxic or volatile,”

“Well, it looks like something that we might be looking for… and it hasn’t done anything so far.. So..”

Jemma tripped slightly on a branch under her feet and she grumbled under her breathe, Skye winced as she heard the commotion, she was going to be paying for this for a while and she knew it.

“You alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine. Well, did you at least bring something to test it’s origins?”

Skye paused on the other end.

“No.. Not really.”

Jemma didn’t answer and instead just ventured forward faster.

“I can see the big fallen tree you were telling me about, how much father are you from that?”

“Not very far, just walk past it, turn left and walk straight.”

Jemma followed her instructions and then after battling with a few thorny bushes stopped, looking around.

“Where are you? I can’t see you.”

“Look directly up”

Jemma slowly turned her head up only to see Skye waving apologetically down at her on a branch of a huge tree, very high up in the air. She groaned and let her arms fall to her sides.

“I was afraid that’s where you were.’

Jemma put the flashlight in her mouth and started rummaging through her duffle bag. Still holding her phone with her shoulder.

“Rurhh cky ah ut pah”

“What?”

Jemma grabbed the flashlight with her other hand and started pulling something out of the bad.

“I said, You’re lucky I brought a rope.”

“Oh”

The scientist attached a thick rope to a little climbing propeller and then organized the length of rope around her before pointing it up at the branch that Skye was sitting precariously on.

“Okay, watch out, I don’t want to accidentally hit you.”

She pulled the trigger and the line shot with surprising accuracy right to next Skye.

“Now tie it very tightly to the branch your on, I’m going to send up some climbing gloves so you can hold onto the rope.”

“I think I’ll be fine with just-”

“No. Just wait a second”

Skye crossed her arms and pouted on her branch as Jemma fumbled with something else down on the ground. She got the gloves and attached them to another piece of slightly thinner rope, she then started to mount it onto the propeller until a loud roar behind her, stopped her in her tracks. She turned around slowly only to hear another roar, this time angrier and closer than the last one. Jemma gasped and dropped everything, including the phone on her shoulder, looking around in terror, a big mass ran across her line of sight and she screamed as it came towards her. Skye was up in the tree screaming as well, shouting at her to get away. At a loss for options Jemma grabbed the rope and started climbing wildly up the tree, her legs kicking and jolting trying to find anything and everything to  give her some sort of traction up the tree. Skye soon realized that she hadn’t tied the rope well enough for this kind of roughage and she grabbed it as it unraveled from the branch, she braced herself with her legs and held the rope under the limb until Jemma had made it to the top. Skye let go of the rope and grasped Jem’s hand, pulling her up onto her lap.

“THE ROPE!”

Jemma tried to reach for it before it fell hopelessly to the ground but was pulled back by Skye. They looked down at commotion below them and a fuzzy little ball that was rolling around at the trunk of the tree, it was eventually joined by another ball of fuzz.

“Looks like a couple of baby bears”

Skye said laughing.

“What I saw was much bigger than a baby bear.”

Almost as if on cue, a massive animal bumbled into their line of sight, the huge Momma bear growled and groaned as she moved around the tree sniffing at the rope and duffle bag before completely dismantling everything including the bag, the cubs helped to pull the stuff out and within no time it was strewn about chaotically at the bottom of the tree. Skye still had her arms around her girlfriend as they stared disbelievingly at what was happening below them.

“That flashing thing down there is your phone isn’t it?”

Skye nodded, biting her upper lip.

“Yup.”

“I thought so. Basically we‘re stuck in huge tree without any communication device and no way of getting down?”

“Yup”

“Do you still have that tracking device that Coulson gave you?”

“Just turned it on.”

They elected not to say much for a while and they just watched the little family of bears demolish every piece of equipment. Morning was only a couple of hours away so all they could do was wait for the team to realize that they were gone and try to find them. Skye showed Jemma the medallion looking thing that had caught her eye and she had climbed the tree to get, only to get stuck.

Jemma sighed and leaned back closer to Skye who snuggled her face into her fuming girlfriend’s neck.

“I can’t believe the trouble you get me into, Skye”

The clouds had dispersed and the sun was beginning to lighten up the sky, however the moon still shone brightly, casting a beautiful light onto the damp forest.

“You know, you look absolutely gorgeous in the moonlight?”

Jemma smiled and rolled her eyes

“You know, I can’t believe how fast you made it up that rope, it was stunning, honestly.”

Jemma chuckled lightly and shook her head 

“ You are so incredible, I mean just awesome, and beautiful, very, very beautiful. I’m so lucky to have you-”

Jemma put her hand up and patted Skye’s cheek, shushing her slightly with a big sleepy smile, then she explained very logically.

“You know, I love you a lot and I can’t believe what just happened but I’m just very happy that you’re safe and we’re together.”

Skye nodded

“Thank you”

“Plus, you promised to make it up to me, right?”

“A thousand times yes.”

“Well then, we’ll be even soon enough.”

Eventually the tracking device did it’s job and they saw Ward walking towards them, following a little screen in his hands, they yelled to get his attention. He looked up at the pair in the tree and just burst out laughing which was completely out of character for him. They waited for him to finish his fit of laughter and tell the rest of the team that he had found them and they were fine before he looked back up at them, grinning.

“Jesus, guys, if you wanted some privacy you could’ve just gone to a motel” 

Adventure!

"It's a dangerous business going out your door

You step onto the road and if you don't keep your feet,

There's no knowing where you might be swept off too."

---- Bilbo Baggins (I think) (I'm pretty sure though)

Whoo-hoo! I went on an adventure today, A real one and not a metaphorical one! Which is quite a feet since I usually do the other type but No I went on a mini, domestic riveting adventure with John and I had a wonderful time. You see, when I'm on my own I don't usually explore much, I mean, it took me almost a half a year before I even ventured out of our new house. With other people I'm generally very adventurous and by other people, I mean John because there is no one I love risking it a little more than her. But it's always been like that, together we explored every inch of the last property and now we are pushing the limits in this park.

Those days when we get out of the house and look around, measure and hop over fences are certainly my favorite days since i don't usually explore with the proper attitude with anybody else but John. Simon is usually with me when it comes to chickening out just when things get interesting but we tend to experience the same sensations at the same time. When I'm exploring with John not only can I take the role of leader but I also don't mind going much further (Distance speaking) than I usually would. Life is always a hundred times better when you can do some old fashioned adventuring with your best friend ans speaking of "Old fashioned adventuring" today has got me thinking about everyone's favorite adventurer (Or at least one of the top five adventurers), the amazing Bilbo Baggins (You thought I was going to say Steve Rogers because I said "Old Fashioned" Didn't you, well Ha!)

Granted the one thing that makes Bilbo so different from the general adventurer is the fact that he, of all people (or Hobbits) hated adventure, he wanted no part in the shenanigans that most people wait their entire lives for but never get. Luckily for him fate came and gave him a good kick in the arse, the rest of us have to work for that opportunity. He, like most Hobbits wanted nothing more than to enjoy his quaint little life in the Shire surrounded by busy neighbors and gossip. He liked the fact that nothing ever happened in his life and he planned to keep it that way until Gandalf showed up and turned his world upside down. However, that was the beginning, throughout the rest of his adventure with Gandalf and the many creatures he met along the way, he grew as a person and during the most intense moments in their quest he showed the many qualities that made him so unique and lovable. he became somebody that everybody wants to emulate in their lives, he was brave, resourceful, and just all around useful to the team.

But the thing is, he would have never been given the opportunity to express those sought after traits had he not gone on the fantastic and daring adventure that he did. he shined most in situations of dire need and I think that's exactly what draws other people to the thrill of adventure, we could do with out the discomfort and the risk, what we really want to find out is what quality of ours shines when we are put in to a desperate situation. You can guess and most people spend their entire lives guessing how they might react in a dire situation, but in all reality, it's impossible to tell since even Bilbo was completely wrong and totally underestimated his own talents for adventure and heroism .  We all want to be Bilbo in those extraordinary situations and hopefully most of us are but honestly some will probably be cowards or even Villains, it's impossible to tell. But I hope that I would shine like Bilbo in an adventure, like everyone but i won't keep myself up worrying about it because no one can ever tell until it happens.

So here's a post at the end of an adventurous day, more importantly though, it's not a Skimmons fanfiction (Hopefully that will come a little later) I hope that every time you have a new opportunity that you think about Bilbo Baggins and then take it because it's worth the risk to see what you have hidden under your mundane lives.

"You didn't see anything" Skimmons Fanfiction

Okay, I know that I need to post something other than Skimmons fanfictions so I'll work on that today, maybe even this morning. Anyway, here's my latest Skimmons fanfiction. At the bottom is a lyric video of the song that I was listening to while I wrote it and the song that is actually in the story. Enjoy. Note: This has been edited slightly for Blogger, this isn't exactly the same story I posted on Tumblr.

Skye wasn’t planning on spying or anything when she went into the bus while the rest of the team was in the boring looking office building, she just wanted to have some space to do some more personal projects on her laptop. And at first, she didn’t even notice anything with her headphones in and blaring her music loudly, so she just got a seat and plopped her stuff down on the table and started goofing around. She felt a bit stupid because if Jemma had been a bad guy or something, Skye would probably have been dead and would have never suspected anything as she zoned out looking at her laptop. She was so enveloped in what she was doing that she didn’t even realize what was happening just ahead of her and when her music stopped to change songs she jumped at the sound of more music.

Skye took her headphones off and looked over her laptop, from her spot on the table she had a perfect view of the lab and more importantly, what was going on inside. Skye smiled dumbly as she saw Jemma dancing in her lab coat and glasses completely unaware that someone was watching her and totally letting loose. She probably should have left but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to see Jemma in a private environment (Plus she was painfully adorable). So Skye, carefully and trying to alert Jemma that someone was watching her, shut her laptop and stood up to get a closer look.

Jemma looked happier and more relaxed than Skye had ever seen her as she spun around the lab table. She jumped and swung her arms, eyes closed with an empty test tube serving as her microphone as she lip synced an upbeat song;

Lights are off and the sun is finally setting.

The night sky is changing over head

It’s not just all physical

I’m the type who won’t get oh so critical 

So let’s make things physical 

I won’t treat you like you’re oh so typical 

I want you close

I want you

I won’t treat you like you’re typical 

I want you close 

I want you

I won’t treat you like you’re typical 

Her head banged back and forth to the rock tune as she moved back and forth, biting her lip with a huge smile on her face. It was a lot like the goofy smile that Skye had on her face as she slightly bobbed with the music and getting increasingly more excited as she watched the scientist in a light that she had never even imagined before as she appreciated how Jemma’s hair was completely covering her face in a messy pile as she rocked so unlike Simmons’ usual clean cut look.

Skye took a risk and moved even closer to the lab doors until she was basically leaning on the edges. So far, she didn’t need to be worried about Jemma seeing her since her eyes had been shut tight as she danced wildly, staring in her own little rock show. Skye decided that this was the way she would always want to remember Jemma Simmons, as a geeky rock star who danced as if no one was watching (Technically she did think that no one was watching). Skye was getting so hypnotized by this little show that she didn’t even realize that she was getting dangerously close to the button that opened the doors. So when the doors rushed open she jumped and Jemma stopped harshly, grabbing the side of the lab table with one hand and the other flew to her mouth. Her cheeks flushed bright red and she looked as if she might start crying from the embarrassment and Skye was starting to feel like a Microbe.

However, the music was still blaring, now louder than ever so Skye did the only thing she could think of; She threw her arms up, laughing and ran up to the blushing scientist. She grabbed her hands and pulled them in the air with hers, swaying back and forth to the music. Jemma stood there stiffly at first but after a while of Skye moving her arms wildly and dancing in front of her, she finally gave in, dancing much like she was before, except now she held tightly onto Skye as they rocked out like a drunk pair of rock stars. Dancing precariously around the lab equipment and falling clumsily over each other. The lip syncing phase was over and now they were both singing loudly and uncontrollably to the words of the song.

Lost in the moment, Skye grabbed Jemma’s cheeks and kissed her mid verse. Jemma paused for a second, enjoying the warmth and taste of Skye’s mouth before she pulled her hands through Skye’s hair and kissed back. They continued to dance to the song as they made out with the grace of an intoxicated pair of rock stars which was exactly how they felt, lost in the adrenaline of the dance and the euphoria of the song playing on repeat.

Jemma tensed and her head shot up. Skye looked up only to see a confused and shocked looking Fitz standing in the lab door way with a pile of paperwork that he let fall chaotically onto the floor. His arms fell weakly to his side and he didn’t even try to keep his mouth open. Skye started laughing at the expression on Fitz’s face and she laid her head on Jemma’s chest, who had also started laughing making Skye’s head bounce lightly. They had been caught, normally this might have bothered the pair but given the circumstances Skye just stood up, continuing to laugh at the ridiculous situation. She grabbed Jemma’s hand and pulled her up onto her feet, giggling and the scientist put her arms around Skye’s waist as they made their way to a more private place, passing the stunned Fitz on their way out. Skye stopped in front of his and moved her hand slowly in a Jedi sort of way and kept her face straight just long enough to say.

“You didn’t see anything”

"The Fog" A Skimmons Fanfiction

Mmkay, here's my latest little Skimmons fanfcition, this one's a little bit more angst-y than what I usually do but it's still skimmons. :) Enjoy

“Jemma? Fitz? Coulson? Ward? May? Where’d you guys go?” 

The fog started getting thicker and closing in around Skye’s surroundings and the faces she was talking to just a few moments ago were disappearing along with any and all landmarks. They were all here, around her enjoying the beautiful day, Jemma had been holding her hand and the rest of the team were smiling and telling stories and then things changed so quickly and Skye couldn’t react fast enough. Now here she was, all alone with the darkening sky and the impenetrable fog sweeping in around her, she had been sitting comfortable when all the happiness of the day disappeared now she was standing rigidly, leaning forward trying to see in front of her. 

She could have sworn that the trees around her were full of bright and healthy leaves but now, perhaps because of the fog, they were barren and dead looking almost as if it were in the middle of winter. And all of the loudly singing birds that were previously occupying the trees were gone also, in fact, everything seemed to have been swallowed up by the fog. All beauty, all noise and more importantly all of the people that were important to her were gone with them.

The fear was gripping her but she moved forward anyway, taking little hesitant steps in front of her. She had to find everybody, what if they were just as lost as she was? What if they were hurt? She imagined poor Jemma curled up in the desolate fog, terrified and alone. This gave her a little bit more confidence in her steps and now she was beginning to make some progress, at least she thought she was, she couldn’t really be sure. She never raised her legs very far up and kept them just above the black ground just in case any of them were laying down.

She saw the fog swirl and move in front of her and she could just make out a dark shape, it was two small to be Ward or Coulson and Simmons and Fitz were both wearing they’re white lab coats the last time she had seen them so it must have been May.

“MAY! May, I’m over here!”

The dark figure started to move away and Skye started panicking and yelling even louder for the older agent 

“Melinda! Please! It’s me, Skye!”

There was still no response and Skye bolted forward in an attempt to catch up with May but as she approached where she should have been, the dark figure disappeared, making her wonder if it was even May at all. She searched around desperately, making sure that someone else was not there. Her breathe was coming in short, labored gasps now and she was feeling light headed. The fog seemed to be getting even more potent, Skye began to become aware of just how claustrophobic she was feeling and the panic of being alone with no explanation was starting to effect her judgment. She began running forward at dangerous speeds, screaming frantically for the rest of the team, all inklings of logic were gone and she could feel herself falling into a hysteria. 

Through the layers and layers of wet, blinding fog she fought through, screaming at the top of her lungs until, without warning, the ground came up and she went down with a severe jolt. She coughed as mud splattered into her face and made it even harder to breathe. She wiped the mud from her mouth the best she could and then took a deep breath, trying to pull herself back together. She pushed herself up on to her elbows only to stop as she saw what was directly in front of her; A hand, a small, pale, delicate looking hand was lying limply on the ground in front of her, she recognized the little charm bracelet as Jemma’s and she immediately lurched forward to grab the hand. 

She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the touch of her girlfriend but it was short lived since Jem’s hand was horribly cold. Skye squeezed her hand and began to drag herself  on her stomach to where Jemma lay, a searing pain was ripping down her leg and she realized that she must have broken something in the fall but that was the least of her worries as she pulled herself through the mud and fog, still holding Jemma’s limp hand.

“Jemma! Baby, I’m here, don’t worry! I’ve got you, sweetie, please wake up! I’m coming. Jemma? Jem, answer me, please?!”

She got to where she was laying and put her hands on the scientist’s face but she went silent a moment later. Jemma was laying on her back, her eyes were wide open in an expression of fear and shock, but they were empty and dark, there was no more twinkle in the beautiful eyes. Her face was colorless and as cold as her hand was, Skye began tapping her cheeks, not believing what she was seeing. The tapping turned into full fledged shaking as she tried, desperately to wake the love of her life up but no matter how loudly she screamed or how hard she shook her, Jemma’s body would just fall heavily back to the muddy ground. Her screams turned into violent sobs over her body as she grasped onto her girlfriend’s lifeless body.

“Jemma wake up! You’re not dead, please wake up! Don’t leave me! I need you Jemma, stop it! Don’t leave me… I need you… jem?”

Her voice trailed off as her sobs increased as she lay, weakly over Jemma’s body. She screamed as a large hand grasped her arm painfully and started to pull her, violently away from Jemma. She fought as hard as she could to get back to her girlfriend but the harder she fought, the more painful the hand on her arm became and she screamed for him to let her go. He pulled her harshly to face him and she gasped when she saw that it was Ward. There was no reason for him to be hurting her like this, but his grasp was dead tight. His face was as dead looking as Jemma’s was, except he was alive despite the way he looked at her menacingly with dead black eyes. She panicked and struggled to get away from with a mixture of screams and sobs coming from her mouth. She just knew that he was going to kill her but she didn’t know why. Then his mouth moved for the first time.

“Skye.”

That wasn’t his voice. That’s not his voice. Was all she thought as she thrashed and kicked trying to get him away.

“Skye!”

“Skye!

Skye opened her eyes and screamed again but when she looked around it was just the bus, the fog was gone and Ward was gone. Instead she looked up and saw Jemma’s worried face looking down at her. They seemed to be on the floor.

“Sweetie, you’re okay, you fell off the bed, it was just a dream, you’re safe.”

Her voice was sweet and delicate as she smiled and lightly wiped the tears and sweat off of Skye’s face, rocking her slightly.

“She’s got a fever, get me some cold water, Fitz.”

Just like that her sweet loving voice was gone as she barked the orders like a general. Skye pulled her self closer to Jemma, breathing was still hard and she was shaking almost uncontrollably, making her weak and disoriented, but Jemma helped her by pulling her close and gently stroking her hair.

“It was cold. And there was fog everywhere… You were dead, I found you dead, you left me, why did you leave!”

Skye had begun to sob again, still in shock over what she had been through and not really sure what she was saying but Jemma just held on tighter, shushing her lightly and keeping her lips on Skye’s forehead.

“I’m here now, baby, I’m not going to leave. I promise. I promise.

Skye was just beginning to calm down when the sudden presence of a suit next to them made her jump violently. Coulson put a hand up apologetically and Skye could see from his face that he was extremely worried. She leaned back onto Jemma’s chest and let the scientist hold her gently. She could hear them talking around her and she could see the rest of the team standing in the room looking down in worry on her but she was too tired to care about them. She coughed as fluid went down her throat and shivered as the bus air hit her. She could just feel Coulson draping a blanket over her shoulders and the world began to get fuzzy again.

“What’s wrong with her, jem?

Skye could feel the vibrations in Jemma’s chest as she talked.

“I believe she’s very ill, sir. Her temperature is extremely high and she seems to be having some problems breathing. It was probably the cold environment that we just got away from, either way she’s had quite a scare from a dream but that’s not uncommon. I’m going to give her some Antibiotics and keep a close eye on her, sir.

Jemma kept talking but eventually her voice faded away and Skye was lulled to sleep knowing that she was safe in her girlfriend’s arms.