Author's note: Spoilers for episode 1x06, "FZZZT". This is just a bit of fluffiness that developed in the wake of that episode. No plot, just adorableness.

Skye had been under the impression that it shouldn't be this hard to find one woman, even on a plane the size of the carrier affectionately dubbed the Bus, but noooo. Agent Jemma Simmons had been a bit jumpy since her close brush with death-by-Chitauri-static-virus, and Skye had often her wandering the carrier at odd hours of the night, her perennial perkiness still mostly in place, if looking a bit fractured. Therefore, it stood to reason that she should be up and around at two in the morning, right?

Now, though, when she really wanted to find her, Simmons appeared to have vanished.

Well, if there was anyone who might know where else Simmons might have hidden, it was Agent Leo Fitz. He'd taken it upon himself to keep track of her after the aforementioned incident, though how much of it was to make sure Simmons didn't brain him and try to jump off the carrier again was anyone's guess. Besides, the two were inseparable when they could help it.

Skye headed to the darkened alcove that contained Fitz' living quarters and poked her head in.

"Hey, Fitz, have you seen-" she started in a half-whisper, but broke off and pressed her lips together.

Fitz's bed was rather cozily occupied. Fitz, the expected occupant, was asleep, shuffled over a bit to the far side of the bunk. Simmons, the less-expected occupant, was likewise asleep, her head on Fitz's chest and looking more peaceful than she had in days. Under less-chaste circumstances, Skye might have said the two were twined together, as Fitz's arms were around Simmons, holding her comfortably close, and Simmons' visible hand was resting across his ribs. In this case, though, both were fully-clothed-Fitz in t-shirt and sweatpants and Simmons in a bathrobe-and more closely resembled a couple of sleeping puppies.

As she watched, Fitz's embrace tightened briefly, and Simmons made a small, contented noise.

It wasn't a surprise, exactly. Who better to help Simmons sleep?

Skye decided to let them be, though she did take a picture with her phone.

For her own records, of course.

END.