Hi! I absolutely believe that TPTB wouldn't have added the lines about marriage (specially Jemma's response) if they didn't have plans for that to lead somewhere. So, with the conversation we got about that, how do you imagine the scenario of the FS engagement that I feel is coming during this C arc? I want specifics about what you think is gonna happen regarding that! Live you and everything you do daily for the AOS fandom! You effort is hugely appreciated :)
Well, I hope I can do you one better than specific details! My writing muse has decided to pop in for the first time in weeks.
Jemma could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the base around her shook from another one of Daisy’s powerful blasts. The shots and shouts from the small tact team they had managed to scrape together after they had come out the Framework. They were keeping AIDA and the surprisingly alive Superior busy while she went ahead to free the others.
Jemma spared a moment to verify her next turn in the labyrinth of a facility. Doctor Radcliffe’s directions hadn’t failed them yet and she could only hope that for once in his life he had done the right thing.
Three turns later she came to a lab and her legs nearly give out at the sight that greeted her. Because for the first time since that fateful day at the Superiors Base he was there before her in flesh and blood.
Her breath hitched in her chest as they all looked to be sleeping peacefully. Jemma knew it was a lie and the nightmare they were all currently lived in. Trapped in a world turned upside down where everything they had worked and sacrificed for was gone.
Jemma wasn’t able to resist, dropping her supplies on the desk and running to Fitz. Taking his chilled hand in her own and feeling the tears well in her eyes at simply feeling his touch again. “I’m here Fitz,” she said, kissing his hand and lingering for a moment before she reluctantly let go and returned to the desk to her mission.
She worked quickly, not wanting them to be in there a moment longer than they had to be.
Jemma had just started the shut down protocols when Daisy ran in.
The young Inhuman must have seen the panic in her eyes and responded quickly, “AIDA and The Superior have been handled and are being secured, but I don’t want to be here any longer than necessary. We don’t know what kinds of surprises she has set up that Radcliffe didn’t know about.”
Jemma didn’t press for more details and turned back to her work. Daisy going down the line to check on the others before settling before Coulson.
With a few more keystrokes she was ready. She hit enter to start the process and all they could do was wait as they were slowly brought out of it. Slowly was something Doctor Radcliffe had emphasized. Pulling them out too quickly after being in for so long would be catastrophic.
“I’ve initialized the shut down,” Jemma said returning to Fitz’s side, taking his hand once again while interlacing their fingers. Desperate to feel the slightest bit of movement.
Every second felt like an eternity and the room shrank down to the two of them. Jemma ignoring the signs the others were coming around and was wholly focused on Fitz. And at long last she felt the smallest of movement from his hand and the heart rate on his monitor began to escalate. The shrill alarm joining the others.
“Come on Fitz, come back to me,” Jemma encouraged her eyes now focused on his own, willing for them to open, to see them looking at her with love and adoration again. Not the distance and confusion his counterpart had had.
And as if their link was up and running, his eyes fluttered open.
Distantly Jemma heard Daisy ordering Elena and the tact team to help the others.
“Jemma,” Fitz croaked as his weakened body began to fall. Jemma caught him and eased him to the floor, happily tearing off the Frameworks apparatus now that he was free of its hold. Mentally she vowed to incinerate it herself when she got the chance.
Jemma let the tears fall as he pulled her closer, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and his tears soaking her shirt. Her arms responded in kind, and she pulled him to her as much as she could Gentle fingers carting through his now longer curls as she assured herself that this was her Fitz safe in her arms.
Finally Jemma pulled away, the messaged she had promised to deliver to him on the tip of her tongue. Tenderly she cupped his face and kissed his tears away, just has she had done what seemed like a lifetime ago at the bottom of the ocean. Only this time she ended at his lips, giving him a long lingering kiss as he melted into her embrace.
When they finally pulled away she rested her forehead against his.
“My answer is yes, Fitz”.
Fitz looked at her confused, his mind still pulling away from the memories the Framework had given him. And with every passing moment they faded even more, feeling like a dream.
“Yes?” he questioned.
“Yes,” Jemma said again with more conviction meeting his eyes once more.
She watched as the understanding dawned and tears filled his eyes once more.
“Yes,” he said reverently as he brought her hand to his lips, kissing her ring finger. Sealing their vow and the promise of their future together.