Leo Fitz (
shieldmonkey) wrote2015-07-21 02:08 pm
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oh no i've said too much, i haven't said enough
It's strange that he hasn't seen Simmons in a while.
The Simmons he's been speaking with since after the real one left back at S.H.I.E.L.D., of course, not Jemma... who the Director told him arrived in Darrow several days ago. Fitz has been aware of her arrival since almost immediately after she turned up, and since then...
Well... Fitz went by to see she was alright early on, to be certain that nothing about the dimension they're all in now would alter whether or not she made it through decompression okay. Logic said she'd make it through, of course, but he'd never been on this side of it before. He'd still been in a coma when all that happened, when she'd decided to leave.
He's still not certain why she did.
And he still couldn't bring himself to stick around the hospital very long.
He hears about when she's released, but manages to keep himself scarce. There's work with the equipment he's engineering for Agent Barton, and a few other things he wants to begin work on, so it's not as if he has to put too much effort into avoiding her.
Besides, she avoided him first.
Fitz can't get his hand to work properly tonight-- there's some intricate wiring on an arrowhead that he isn't quite steady enough for just now-- so he decides to take a bit of a break, gathering up laundry that's accumulated in his flat over the past week and a half and heading down to the building's shared laundry room.
If nothing else, it'll be a chance to clear his head.
The Simmons he's been speaking with since after the real one left back at S.H.I.E.L.D., of course, not Jemma... who the Director told him arrived in Darrow several days ago. Fitz has been aware of her arrival since almost immediately after she turned up, and since then...
Well... Fitz went by to see she was alright early on, to be certain that nothing about the dimension they're all in now would alter whether or not she made it through decompression okay. Logic said she'd make it through, of course, but he'd never been on this side of it before. He'd still been in a coma when all that happened, when she'd decided to leave.
He's still not certain why she did.
And he still couldn't bring himself to stick around the hospital very long.
He hears about when she's released, but manages to keep himself scarce. There's work with the equipment he's engineering for Agent Barton, and a few other things he wants to begin work on, so it's not as if he has to put too much effort into avoiding her.
Besides, she avoided him first.
Fitz can't get his hand to work properly tonight-- there's some intricate wiring on an arrowhead that he isn't quite steady enough for just now-- so he decides to take a bit of a break, gathering up laundry that's accumulated in his flat over the past week and a half and heading down to the building's shared laundry room.
If nothing else, it'll be a chance to clear his head.
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That's largely what it comes down to, honestly. That living here is difficult. Not inherently - of course not, it seems perfectly fine as far as places to live are concerned, and her apartment is more than adequate. The issue lies in what isn't here - her team, her lab, her parents - and what is. Fitz is here, even though she can't wrap her mind around how. Not with what Agent Coulson had told her; that Fitz was from a point in time beyond her.
He shouldn't have been alive. She failed. She failed him specifically, being tossed out of the ocean into midair like some sort of bit of flotsam, and that meant that he shouldn't actually be alive. And it's not actually a problem that he's here, not at all, she'd never protest it, but it's just difficult.
Adding to it is the fact that he knows she's there. Jemma knows, because Agent Coulson told her, that Fitz knows that she's in this place with them. He knows, but he hasn't seen her. She doesn't even know where he lives. And while she knows full well that she's got to keep moving, keep trying to figure out what happened and why, apparently, Fitz just doesn't even want to see her...
It's difficult. It's made more complicated due to the fact that she's still recovering, with her shoulders still aching and the lasting affects of the concussion making her still a bit muddled. She's also contending with her lack of wardrobe - she's gotten some things that had been picked up for her, but she's standing in the laundry room, shoving her clothes that smell sharply of saltwater into the washing machine. It's all she can do -- try and find normalcy wherever she's able, and even if right now she's dressed more like Skye than herself (the massive t-shirt and leggings were at least comfortable) this load of laundry seems like a start.
She drops the lid with a clang as she turns around, freezing when she sees Fitz in the doorway with an armful of laundry. Honestly she doesn't even know if she can move as she stares at him, her vision blurring as she frantically tries to find any words, much less the right ones. "So-" she says after a moment, her voice rough, "You actually live in the building?" He's almost blurry because she's tearing up, but she doesn't want to look away from him for even a moment.
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