Amidst Chaos - Trimmons
If someone had asked Jemma Simmons how she imagined meeting her soul mate when she was growing up, she would have said—in a science class, perhaps at a conference where they’re both delivering papers or in a laboratory somewhere. The young Simmons would have never said in the midst of chaos where she is trying to save the life of the closest thing she has to a sister.
No, the way that she imagined meeting her soul mate and how she ended up meeting her soul mate were two completely different things.
There were more people on the Bus than Simmons was used to and one person she wouldn’t mind seeing pushed out of the Bus while it was in the air but she hasn’t had much of a chance to talk to them while caring for Skye.
Organizing the supplies once she was sure that Skye was stable after being injected with the formula, Jemma was surprised by the appearance of one of the agents.
“Oh hello, Agent Triplett. Is there something I can help you with?”
He grinned at her.
“Actually, I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help you. Garrett and Coulson are having a meeting upstairs so I figured I’d make myself useful and since I had medical training, this would be the best place for me.”
Jemma returned the smile.
“While I appreciate the offer, I’m almost finished here but thank you, Agent Triplett.”
“Please, call me Trip. Then would you care to have a drink with me?”
“That would be lovely.”
“I’ll meet you upstairs then.”
Trip flashed a smile before leaving and Jemma couldn’t help smiling to herself.
When she got upstairs, she couldn’t help being amused as she watched Trip hunt for the coffee machine.
“Need some help?”
He looked up at the sudden noise, bumping his head on a cabinet door in the process.
“Just looking for the coffee machine. Do you have any idea where it is?”
“I thought so.”
Simmons walked over to one of the walls and pressed a button causing the coffee machine to raise out from the counter.
“Woah….”
“If you haven’t noticed, there’s limited space on the Bus.”
Bending down, she opened one of the cabinets and pulled out a box with the coffee pods in it, unaware that Trip was checking her out.
Once she was sure that he was good, Jemma headed for the stove to put on a pot of water for tea.
Trip watched her amused as he waited for his coffee to be ready.
When their drinks were ready, she led him over to one of the couches where they talked and got to know each other. However, it didn’t last long as Garrett came to get Trip so they could leave with Ian Quinn.
She watched him and couldn’t help thinking that she hoped to see him again.
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Hiding out at the Hub terrified Jemma.
This wasn’t something she was ever prepared for and she couldn’t help worrying about Fitz, Skye and the rest of their team.
If only she didn’t need to get the molecular breakdown of Skye’s blood, she’d be with her team.
Then there was Agent Triplett.
She wanted to trust him but she couldn’t explain it.
As she worked on trying to get in contact with her team, Simmons wasn’t paying much attention to anything else going on when suddenly Trip grabbed her hand.
“What on earth are you doing?”
He looked from the yellow ‘A’ that was on her wrist to her eyes.
“You have a soul-mate mark?”
Jemma nodded.
“Yes, what about it?”
Instead of answering, he let her wrist go before removing his left shoe and sock.
Her eyes followed his movements then widened when she saw the yellow ‘J’ that stood out on his dark skin; a perfect match for the shade of yellow on her wrist.
Trip quickly put his sock and shoe back on in case they needed to move in a hurry.
However, before they could do anything about the revelation, Agent Hand and her goons were heading their way.
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“I think that he should come with us, sir. He could help us out.”
There was more to that, he was her soul mate but Simmons didn’t want to tell the others yet as they hadn’t had a chance to talk about it yet themselves.
Coulson looked at her for a few moments.
“Alright but he’s your responsibility.”
“Yes sir.”
“Thank you sir.”
The team dispersed so they could get up in the air and continue with their work.
A couple minutes later, the Bus was several thousand feet in the air.
Before she could return the lab, Trip grabbed Jemma’s arm gently.
“Can we talk? Now that people aren’t trying to kill us.”
She nodded her head.
Knowing that Fitz would be busy getting something to eat with Skye, Simmons led him into the lab.
Trip removed his shoe and sock again so they could compare their marks side by side.
“There’s no lie here; the same shade, your name begins with a ‘J’ and mine begins with an ‘A’. We’re soul mates and I’d like to give this, give us a chance. How do you feel about it?”
Jemma looked at their marks for a few more moments before smiling.
“Even though finding you wasn’t the way that I expected to, I can’t complain. I would very much like to give us a chance.”
He moved closer so there was no space between them before brushing some hair out of her face then he leaned down to kiss her.
Standing on her tip toes, Jemma placed her hands on his shoulders so she could get more leverage to kiss him better.
Their lips met halfway and it was everything she thought that her first kiss with her soul mate would be like: soft and gentle but with the promise of something deeper and more meaningful.
When they separated, the couple smiled at each other.
“What’s going on here?”
They turned at the sudden noise and saw May standing there.
“Um, well, there’s something we need to share with everyone.”
The older woman just gestured towards the stairs so Trip grabbed Simmons’ hand before heading upstairs with May following behind.
Seeing the rest of the team gathered in the lounge, it was clear that this would be the best time to share the news.
“Everyone, there is something we want you guys to know.”
The noise died down as everyone focused on them.
“Jemma and I are soul mates.”
Skye grinned brightly at her best friend’s good fortune and Coulson smiled as well.
“Congratulations, you two.”
Fitz, on the other hand, quickly left the room.
“Go talk to him.”
Jemma smiled gratefully at her mate and kissed his cheek before following her other best friend.
“Fitz, let’s talk about this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about. I’m happy for you, Jemma…..I really am but I need time.”
Fitz looked at her pleadingly.
“Of course, Fitz. You’re still my best friend, I hope you know that.”
He nodded.
“I do and you’re still mine. I’ll be alright. Go back to Trip.”
Taking a deep breath, he reached out and hugged her briefly and she returned it fiercely.
“Go on, Jemma.”
Both of them knew this new development would take some time but Fitz would try for Simmons’ sake and she would remember to make time for him as well.
Though, Fitz didn’t make any promises about Trip’s whale jokes.