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[ It took Fitz a great deal of effort to drag himself out of bed (only half-literally), but he managed to make his way through the base, though at a snail's pace. He got pity glances from the others he passed, but he paid them no mind, checking first the cantina and even the entryway before he managed his way out to the hangar where their limited aircraft seemingly slept. He looked around and even called out for Jemma, before pausing and taking out his phone to snap a photo of the backends of the Zephyr and the Quinjet with the caption,

Getting warmer? ]

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[ This time, an eyebrow lifts instead, and her grin is enough to put one on his face as well; now it's a game. ]

Not unless you've swallowed it, anyway. Or-

[ He stops dead in his tracks and looks her over, in something of a panic. ]

You're not pregnant are you? I-I-I was trying to be so careful!

Oh god.

[To the planner and organizer that is Jemma Simmons, the idea shocks her.

She definitely stops laughing.]

Pregnant? What! No! I’m not — I don’t look, do I? We’re always careful. I couldn’t imagine — not now.

[Stop her, she’s nervous babbling.]

What?! No! Of course you don't! I just...

[ God now he's embarrassed them both. Still, the relief coming off of him is nearly palpable, and his knees nearly buckle with the weight of the sudden stress washes off of him. He laughs, but the sort of tired laugh that can only come from being suddenly unburdened with a ridiculous made-up situation. ]

R-right, no, of course not. That'd be silly. Ha... Heh.

[ He swallows and clears his throat. ]

But! See! That's exactly my point! It's gonna drive me up the wall thinking it you know!

[Jemma tries laughing too, but fails. She’s still not going over the imaginary pregnancy.]

And it’s not —I want to have one with you someday — but that someday is a way off. Not today.

[She feels that she’s explaining herself poorly.]

No matter what it is it’s going to be anti-climactic after our not-baby.

[ He's ruined the mood and he feels just terrible about it. ]

I-it's not that I wouldn't want to either... Just.. not exactly ideal right now, is it?

[ He smiles a little and leans over to kiss her cheek. ]

Well, I don't know about that. There's still plenty of time to get me a monkey.

[He’s definitely freaked her out a little, but something came of it.]

Did we just decide that we’ll have a baby someday?

[Momentous life decision come at the strangest of moments.

But back to his now anticlimactic present.]

No monkey, four days.

[ Having children wasn't something Fitz ever gave a tremendous amount of thought to. Sure, it had always sort of been at the back of his mind as a "maybe", but after dedicating himself to SHIELD and to science, he worried about it instead more often than not.

He'd seen how miserable his mother had been, and the last thing he'd wanted was to put someone through that. Repeated cycles.

But Simmons was different. They could make it work. He's not sure how, but he knows.

He smiles, bashful, and unable to keep the blood from his cheeks. ]

I suppose we did.

[ And he's not scared about it anymore. ]

Four Days?! You're gonna make me wait four bloody days? You really are a sadist, aren't you?

[She’d thought about it the way she thought about any science experiment; first she’d have to collect the right materials, including the right father. It had never gone much beyond that.

Until now. Fitz would be a brilliant dad, she’s sure of it.]

I would have a baby with you.

[She'll leave that there, as that’s something that requires further discussion, a lot of further discussion.

They could use four days of discussion on that.]

No, silly, four days is the present. Another team’s going to go back and investigate the auction house, and how they came into possession of Chitauri artefacts. They have four days to investigate where there might be two extra spaces on the Quinjet.

We’ve been given permission to tag along and not work.

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Four days? Just... The two of us?

[ Now that is good news. He would hug her if his arms weren't full of fizzy drinks. ]

That... that sounds brilliant. When was the last time we had a proper day off, much less four? In a row?

And, there's a very distinct possibility that if they do find something, maybe we'll get to do some science after all. I see literally no downsides to this.

Just the two of us. We don’t have to see a single person we don’t want to.

Oh, did I mention it’s Scotland?

[Not like the Irn Bru wasn’t a clue.]

See? How perfect is that? Either we get four days to ourselves, or something fascinating to work on.

[Only he would understand why this is a win-win situation.

She leans in and whispers]

We can practice making that future baby.

I think you just described my perfect holiday.

[ What in the world did he do to deserve Jemma Simmons? ]

Scotland? Really? Had you ever been before now? Any chance they'll let us go to Glasgow? There's this amazing Kebab shop I've got to show you, if it's still there..

[ It had been years since he'd been home, and since he'd seen his mum. He would like to make time for that... and to properly introduce her to Simmons... but that might have to wait until things were a bit more... settled and concrete. He's still having trouble believing something's not just going to rip her away from him any moment. ]

Or just a quiet hotel, privacy, ocean sounds, you and me... sounds nice. And I could always use the practice.

I knew you’d love it.

[He may be thinking it, but she’s going to broach the subject properly.]

Do you think we could take one of those days for me to meet your mum?

[She raised a brilliant son on her own and has Jemma’s complete admiration.]

Along with the quiet hotel and lots of practice.

[ They really dis share the same mind, and with this surprise and her suggestion, he's not entirely sure he isn't dreaming. ]

If it's all right with you and the others, anyway. I'm sure she'd love to meet you.

[ He laughs, but he's really getting quite excited about it all now. ]

I can't wait. Did I forget that it's my birthday or something?

[Jemma smiles and nods.]

I’d love to meet her. She’s an impressive woman.

[This scrambling around to make this happen is all worth it to hear him laugh.]

No. I just saw the opportunity and I grabbed it. 96 hours all to ourselves. How could I pass it up.

[She tilts her head towards the Irn Bru. ]

That’s got to be getting heavy.

She really is. But you're impressive as well, so I'm sure you'll get on just fine. Just... maybe don't tell her all that we do? She worries. She doesn't know about the.. um.. the injury.

[ His eyes flick upward with a slight nod of his head. ]

I can't have her thinking her son's doing a dangerous job.

[ Jemma really does think of everything, and for that, he's extremely grateful, and he's constantly reminded of how much he loves her for it. ]

What, this? Not at all. I've been working out with Mack... It's not obvious?

[Jemma’s own parents don’t know the truth of her job either. Considering how much SHIELD has been in the news, she wonders if it’s willful ignorance. She also wonders how a woman who could raise Fitz on her own could be the same.

Still, she won’t mention the brain injury. ]

I won’t mention the more exciting bits about the job, but I will tell her how you reacted to that dead cat.

[Rule of biology, the more it oozes, the better it is to study.

Also, she will never let Fitz forget about the cat.

Reaching out, she feels his arms, in slight teasing, implying she’s not noticed.

She has, but she’s feeling playful.

The idea of Fitz working out with Mack only leads to one question.]

I’m sure it’s good to practice your planking as he bench presses you.

[ He can't help but to smile at her willingness to go along with his deception. Anyone else might have waffled on it, but Jemma gets him. And he's grateful. ]

What? Why? That's got nothing to do with her! Besides, she's got a cat, and I don't think she'd find it very funny!

[ He pouts a little, knowing that it is actually a pretty good story. Might make for some good rapport between them, even if it is at his expense. But soon enough she's squeezing his bicep, which he flexes a little for her. ]

Now that's just rude.

[It’s a great story and Jemma’s going to tell it, even if she just changes it to “animal” rather than a cat.

She would never breathe a word about his injury but his response to the cat is fair game.]

Then I’ll bring along a cat toy as a present.

[He’s adorable when he pouts.

So she whispers.]

Well, maybe I have to examine you more closely.

[ Her promising to bring a present for an animal she's never met is quite sweet, and his pout turns to a smile. ]

Maybe we both should. Or I should bring a cake.. or a pie. What's a better apology dessert that says, "sorry I haven't really spoken to you in 3 years"?

[ Jemma has always been an expert at pushing his buttons and getting exactly the reaction she wants out of him. ]

You keep talking to me like that and I might have to set the drinks down and carry you off instead.

[That’s a serious question and selfishly she’s glad it’s not one she has to deal yet with her own parents.

They need to meet Fitz though, but she thinks everyone would benefit from meeting Fitz.]

I think it would be the best present to spend the whole day with your mum.

And cake. Definitely cake.

[Pushing his buttons was one of her favourite hobbies, and one she takes every chance to perfect.]

To prove a point you’re going to leave your Irn Bru unprotected? Someone might steal it.

[ Maybe she's right. He'll have to call her later to let her know before it gets too late in Scotland. ]

I might. You're just that effective at what you do and you know it.

[ He grins a little and nudges her with his hip. ]

[She’d give her parents the whole day, even if they might embarrass her with—]

I’ll get to see all the pictures of tiny you. I’m going to love every minute of it.

[She laughs, whether it’s at the idea of him abandoning the Irn Bru or her ability to press his buttons, she’ll never reveal.]

Let’s get your treasure back to our room, where you can curl up around it like and Irn Bru dragon, and sleep off your headache.

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