me, you, enoch and the stars.

"If we are..having a baby." Jemma began, Fitz felt the butterflies in his stomach rising as that was the first time she'd said the actual word.
"I'd want them to have the best life ever."

Fitz smiled. "I mean, of course you would. Who wouldn't?"

"No- you're not getting the point. We are on a ship, in a triple star system. No supplies, no doctors, no nothing. Just me, you, Enoch and the stars."

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Jemma loses all the memories she has of her daughter, Fitz helps her get them back by triggering her memory.

(Story Finished!)