Thank you for answering all these SBS questions! It's very cool to get all these extra bits from a universe we love! And whilst I'm here, any more cute tidbits about their adorable baby and her adorable daemon? Thank you!
hey buddy! I’m really sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this - tbh, I’d already written out all the headcanons I had for their family in this post, so it took me a while to come up with something else!
when their daughter’s five years old, their little nuclear family is spending the weekend day at a national park. Jemma, Fitz, and Sarama are reclining on a wooden bench while Caedmon gambols around the new grass with their daughter and her daemon.
Jemma catches Fitz making notes on his phone, but when she asks, he demurs. eventually, teasing him, she gets the phone away from him - and sees that he’s been taking detailed notes on the animals their daughter’s daemon is changing to. he shrugs, embarrassed, saying that he just wanted to know - he doesn’t say it, but she guesses (correctly) that he’s worried about both when her daemon is going to settle and whether or not she’ll be happy with the animal her daemon settles as. Jemma tries to comfort him, saying that no matter what form her daemon takes at last, she’ll grow to love him just the same - he did with Sarama’s skink form. she gives Sarama a fond nod where she’s reclining on Fitz’s leg.
Fitz looks up at her, surprised. he’s not worried about their daughter’s daemon because of him and Sarama - he pauses, looks away. Jemma scoots closer. reluctantly, he admits that he’s worried about their daughter’s daemon because of her and Caedmon. they spent so much time at odds with each other, he just… he just wants their daughter to be happy with herself.
silence hovers between them for a few minutes. Jemma can’t pretend that his words don’t hurt, because they do. while the silence stretches on, Sarama slinks over from Fitz’s lap on to Jemma’s, nosing her scaly snout against Jemma’s hand. the sensation of touching her husband’s daemon does feel nice, but it doesn’t really make her feel better. she reaches up to rest one hand on Sarama’s back anyway, out of habit.
hesitant, Fitz wraps his hands around hers, apologizes - he doesn’t mean to hurt her, and he loves her and Caedmon so deeply that he still doesn’t have the words to describe it. she sighs. she knows, she says, squeezing his hands back. she knows he loves her, and that he loves their daughter, and that’s why he’s worried. but she doesn’t think Margaret and her daemon would be like her and Caedmon anyway. and if they are, well - Jemma and Caedmon will be there to advise them anyway. she gives Fitz a minute smile.
he leans forward and gives her a sweet, slow kiss. he really is very much in love with her, he tells her, and her smile grows into a real one.