seamless and biospecialist!
They’re safe. Not home yet but on the way, secure in one of many heavily outfitted armored vehicles on this road, all of which contain some of Grant’s best people. Nothing’s getting to them now.
Jemma’s head is heavy where it rests against his shoulder and most of her weight is on his chest. Her breathing’s evened out since they left SHIELD to clean up its own mess and he’d think she was asleep if she weren’t playing with his hand in her lap.
She had the worst of it, these last couple weeks. While he was blissfully deluded by the virtual world they were trapped in, she was fighting to get him out and worrying about what would happen to him if Markham couldn’t pin down his location before Coulson and the others woke up. But she did it. She kept her cool working with their enemies and pulled it off and he is damn impressed.
He presses a proud kiss to her hair and she hums lightly in response. She’s still playing with his hand and maybe it’s the ten days he spent as a vegetable, but every little touch reaches deep down to his core.
He doesn’t do anything about it though. It’s enough just to have her here and in his arms when in the Framework she was…