Fitz was packing his equipment for the mission to board the freighter taken over by the Inhumans. He was checking over one of the disruptors to make sure it would work when he heard a voice behind him.

"You'll be careful?" He didn't need to know it was Jemma, but he did anyway.

"No. I'll get the job done." He replied turning back to the other disruptors.

"Well... just... just please watch your back because I just saw Hunter and Bobbi and it made me realize that we- we nev... we never finished talking about what you said at the bottom of the ocean." Jemma said, quickly and standing still.

Fitz paused when she said the last part and put down the last disruptor and turned to face her partially.

"This? Now? You want to talk about this now?" He asked and he saw tears in Jenna's eyes. His old self would've instantly worried about her, asking her what's wrong but he knew that he wasn't that Fitz anymore. And she wasn't the old Jemma anymore. Hunter was right and he knew it, Fitz had to be different because he was different.

Yeah, he had hypoxia, but he'd gotten better, but not himself. And when he needed Jemma the most, she left him, all because of what he'd told her at the bottom of the bloody ocean. And now... now she wanted to bring it up again.

He was still looking at her over his right shoulder and saw her shuffle her feet.

"No. No..." she chuckled, but Fitz knew that chuckle was anything but a real chuckle. It was one of her fake laughs she would make to hide how she felt. He turned away from her, not wanting to see her cry because if he did, he couldn't stop himself from acting like the old Fitz would. He slipped the backpack on and put two things in his pockets.

"No. I'm just glad that we're friends again. It means a lot." She said. "Perhaps when you get back from your mission we can talk about it." She continued.

Fitz turned to face her, but he was looking down.

"It's co- Its... There's nothing to talk about." He finally said and started to walk past her.

Jemma's hand stretched out and grabbed his left hand and she stepped closer to him. Fitz turned to look at her and his eyes met hers.

"Maybe there is." She said to him, her face looked hopeful and they stood there for several seconds.

They were still holding hands and Fitz was starting to think that listening to Hunter's advice was wrong and he took a step towards Jemma but was stopped when they both heard Coulson's voice, calling him.

"Agent Fitz. It's time to go." Coulson said as he stood in the doorway, Fitz looked at him and nodded and Coulson left making his way to the Quinjet. Fitz turned to look at Jemma once more and he knew that if he went on this mission and wasn't clearheaded, he'd fail.

"I'm sorry Jemma. There isn't." He said and he could practically see her hope get crushed to pieces but she kept herself together. Her hand let go of his and he walked out, going in the direction Coulson had gone. He'd barely turned the corner when he heard a heart-wrenching whimper come from the room he'd been in with Jemma. He absentmindedly walked back to the room, pausing just outside the doorway and heard Jemma crying.

It was the intake of breath and whimpering that got to him, and he watched as his best friend cried because of what he'd done. A small part of him was glad to know Jemma knew what it felt like to be rejected like how she'd rejected him.

That small part instantly vaporized when she heard her mutter something to herself.

"It's all my bloody fault." Jemma cried as she stood there. Fitz walked in and dropped the bag off his shoulders, and she heard the bag fall. She wiped her tears away and turned, not knowing who it was behind her but she suddenly felt a pair of lips meet hers and her watery eyes cleared for a second to show Fitz. He broke the kiss, and quickly apologized to her and she quickly hugged him, kissing him back. Her hands traveled up to his curly hair as he kissed her back, his hands bringing her close to his body.

"Ahem." They heard behind them and Fitz and Simmons quickly disentangled themselves to turn to see Coulson who's facial was surprisingly happy.

"Bout time. And not to ruin this moment but we do have a mission Fitz." He said as he left yet again.

Fitz turned to face Jemma and kissed her lips once more.

"I'll be careful." He said as he winked at her once more and walked out, following Coulson.

5 Hours Later: Fitz, Coulson, May, Skye and all the other agents were on the Quinjet. Mack was busy conversing with another agent and when the landing gear finally lowered, Fitz was nearly tackled by Jemma. He embraced her and she kissed him in front of everyone.

"About time." Said both May and Skye.

"Funny that's what I said earlier." Coulson said.

"Earlier?" Skye asked.

"We've got a lot to update you on Skye." Fitz said as Jemma moved to his left, still hugging him.