Day eleven

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The phone call had set her mind at ease for the while.

Fitz had told his mother that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and that alone was enough to bring a smile to her face.

Simmons realised that she quite liked smiling.

~*~

The tinny Doctor Who theme song was coming from the back pocket of her jeans, where she was keeping his phone.

"Mrs Fitz, hi! It's Jemma again."

"I suspected as much. Can I ask you a favour?"

"Of course, I'll do anything." She said, tapping the steady morse code on his hand. They had let her back in that morning.

"Can I see him?"

"In person, or would you like me to send you images or a live stream?" Her mind was already turning over the possibilities.

"Whichever is easiest for you."

"I can arrange for a private jet to bring you here. The director is here, I can talk to him."

"Thank you so much, Jemma. I can see why he loves you so." Simmons smiled at Fitz and dropped a small kiss onto his forehead.

"It's no problem. I'll talk to you later." The line went dead.

She stood up, kissed him one last time amd went to find Coulson.

~*~

It felt good to be happy again. She had really missed it.

He was stable, his brain was showing more activity by the day and she was making sure that his mother could see her precious only son. Yes, it definitely felt good to be happy.

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