Jemma Simmons is a terrible liar (needanewplan) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-10-12 21:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, cosima niehaus, jemma simmons |
Who: Cosima and Jemma, plus NPC!Hydrabus agents
What: Hydrabus is interested in Cosima’s DNA, Jemma has a different idea
When: Tonight, en route to their honeymoon
Where: The Blackbird to a shady Hydrabus lab and back to the Blackbird
Warnings: Violence
Status: Log | Complete
And after ten months, three of which Jemma had spent unable to even hear, Cosima and Jemma were officially married. It was...really rather strange to think about. Life moved so quickly, especially when one dreams of a different life (or two as was Jemma’s case and she knew of others who dreamt of even more) and also slowly and somehow Jemma had been convinced this day wouldn’t actually come. Probably thanks to how things always went wrong in the dreams and she had just come to expect that even while holding onto her hopeful nature.
But the wedding was over, everyone had gone back to their respective homes and it was now time for the second part. The honeymoon. Something Jemma hadn’t been completely certain they’d even be able to do given their work but with Kitty offering up the Blackbird and the fact that it was a reminder of what they fought for… well, the honeymoon was happening.
The main trick would be to focus on the honeymoon and her wife and not worry so much about the state of her lab while they were gone. It had survived their England trip, it could survive the honeymoon.
It was certainly strange to think about being married. Cosima wasn’t married in her dreams, though her love life was, well, not the most clear cut. While she’d found Delphine alive and well on the Island of Doctor Moreau, for lack of a better term for it, they couldn’t stay together there for various reasons. The future was very uncertain.
But in this life, it was the exact opposite. Jemma had been a constant since they’d first met and bonded over their love of science. Despite the fact they were in different branches, they could still find it fascinating to listen to the other and learn from them. Plus Jemma was just adorable on many levels and Cosima loved that. Perhaps some people might think they moved too quickly, but given time seemed to move differently in Orange County, it seemed perfectly natural to her. And now she had a wife and she couldn’t stop grinning. Which, okay, grinning was something she did a lot, but it was even moreso now that they were married and going on their honeymoon.
“I can’t believe that we’re going on our honeymoon,” she commented with a grin as she looked over at her wife. Really, she was shocked Natasha hadn’t forced them to leave on their honeymoon the day of the wedding, but they had things they’d needed to put in place before leaving. Certain people needed to not make a mess of their stuff while they were gone.
Jemma’s dreams had thankfully hit a lull before the wedding. She was engaged in them, which...strange, though she figured she would always be confused by the relationship with Fitz in them. Jemma had opinions on that. But she was just relieved to know that the team had made it back to their time and now they just...had a future to save. No problem at all. Never mind the fact that she wasn’t entirely sure they could actually break the loop.
But it was something she wasn’t thinking about because it was a relatively easy place to not worry so much and she could focus instead on her life here. Being married. Perhaps it had been fast, perhaps not. It was hard to say. Some couples moved much faster and that was without the things one lived through in Orange County. Still, she was definitely smiling a lot more. She worried of course, but she couldn’t shake the happiness either.
“Oh I know. It’s going to be something.” That much was certain. Especially with Kitty lending them the Blackbird so that they could get to their destination quicker than they might otherwise get there.
While Cosima could sometimes move quickly in relationships, she hadn’t in regards to Jemma. At least not in the way she’d moved in previous relationships. Or where Delphine was concerned in the dreams. Trusting too quickly and all of that. Then there’d been Shay, someone that Cosima in her waking life wished she’d ended up with. Though she understood the complete suspicion of absolutely everyone that just suddenly appeared in their lives in the dreams. But Cosima really wished dream!her had handled the Shay thing differently and a lot better than she had.
However, none of that mattered in this life, nor did she think about it. Cosima was more concerned about Jemma and what they would do while on their honeymoon.
“I’m definitely excited. So, do you know what you want to do first after we settle into the hotel?” She asked. She had noticed the more frequent smiles on her wife’s face. Cosima did love Jemma’s smile, and liked making her smile as much as she could.
Jemma was basically convinced that the Dreams liked to mess with them in regards to seeing how relationships played out. At least for the most part. Some people seemed to actually end up with their Dream partner or felt the feelings crossover. Jemma however wasn’t one of them. Well, there had been Daisy...Skye, but that had never gone anywhere because there was always something going on. And then Trip….. Those she understood. Alas.
Still, no need to dwell on Dream relationships that didn’t have any bearing on her life here and now. Nothing more than worrying about Daisy/Skye and what would come with the Dreams.
“Oh, that’s a tough one. I mean, there’s the astronomical tower that we absolutely need to go to… perhaps that should be first. Because you can go to the top and get the complete view.” Even if she did have her issue with heights. Jemma could get over it for that.
Once in the Blackbird, she put their things away and looked around. Everything seemed to be in order.
“Unless you have something else in mind.”
Cosima definitely wouldn’t argue the theory of the dreams messing with them where relationships were concerned. She definitely agreed with that.
“Hey, I’m totally all for the astronomical tower. I mean, there is something else, but that can be reserved for after some sight-seeing.” Cosima smirked a bit. Yes, she was insinuating sex, the one thing that tended to be a given for honeymoons, but Cosima and Jemma were the type of people that preferred to also do things on their honeymoon. This was a vacation, after all, one that they rarely got given how Orange County tended to be. So they should enjoy it.
However, anything she’d been about to do or say was cut short by a smoke bomb going off. Cosima started coughing as thick smoke rose up and obscured her vision. “Jemma?” She asked between coughs.
“Oh I’m sure that you do.” While Jemma didn’t need sex or really have an interest in it, she could enjoy it and well, it was their honeymoon and it would be improper not to have sex at least once. There just tended to be more things that held her attention.
When the smoke bomb went off, Jemma coughed and quickly covered her mouth as she scanned the area. Why was it she had an idea on what to do in these situations? Oh right, both her training with Natasha and the dreams in general. She just needed to get to her gun because like hell was she letting these punks ruin her honeymoon. They had suffered enough, they deserved this.
Luckily Cosima more than understood Jemma. She didn’t have a need for a lot of sex. She tended to prefer cuddling to sex a lot of the time. Plus she also rather liked picking Jemma’s brain and watching her light up with other interests. But still, given the honeymoon, it was almost a given that sex needed to happen at some point. They’d just be spending most of their time being actual tourists and going to museums and so forth than sitting in their hotel room.
Except now Cosima had no idea what was going on. Unlike Jemma, she didn’t have experience or training in how to deal with this. Though her world went rather suddenly black as someone knocked her out and carried her off. And just as quickly as the people had come, they’d left. Cosima was shoved into a waiting SUV. About three cars could be heard speeding off shortly thereafter, leaving Jemma behind.
But there was also a trail for Jemma to follow. It was one that led to a facility, one that just screamed Hydra. Cosima was taken there and put on a table.
“We have the subject, sir,” one man reported to another who wore a white lab coat.
“Excellent. Prepare her for blood to be taken. And I wish to do some scans. See to it the machines are ready.” He had an Australian accent, and he turned to Cosima, rolling up the sleeve of her sweater as he went about drawing several vials of blood from her.
“Mr. Lawson, the machines are ready.” A lab assistant reported.
“Very well. See to it that her cage is ready. I don’t think she’ll be unconscious much longer.” Henry Lawson finished gathering the blood samples and readying them for transport. He’d take them, along with the scan results, to study elsewhere. He wasn’t staying at this place permanently, it was simply the closest site to where they’d managed to kidnap Cosima from. In fact, they’d be moving Cosima in the near future, they were just waiting on a place to be prepared for her.
As the smoke cleared, Jemma cursed under her breath. Now, she could reach out to Bucky, Duncan, Kitty or Natasha and probably should. But she was so done with this. So done with finding some form of happiness only for something to come up and take it apart. Like. Hell. So she did the only logical thing. She decided to track her wife down herself and she’d call for backup if she needed it.
Now, Jemma didn’t like guns, but she understood their utility in situations like this and so she had both her actual gun, as well as her icer. Never did she think she would be so thankful for the training and the Dreams than she was right now. Because she at least knew how to do basic tracking. Especially since while this had clearly been a professional job, they had been in too much of a hurry to cover their tracks all that well.
Which was how she found the facility. Of course it was Hydra. She’d recognize their stench anywhere. No matter, sneaking in it was. Or having to fight one of the guards. Something about shoot to kill if necessary? Not on her watch and down he went. On one hand, the fact Jemma knew where holding would be was probably a bad thing. On the other…?
Finding Cosima, she cursed and rushed over and got to work on the lock.
Cosima regained consciousness after she was taken out of the scanner. She struggled, but she was quickly subdued and rushed to what amounted to a cage. She was shoved inside of it and locked in it. It was entirely too small for her liking.
“Let me out of here!” She demanded, trying to swallow the panic she felt. Cosima was claustrophobic, and this was the very last place she wanted to be in.
“Now now, Cosima, remain calm. We aren’t going to hurt you. On the contrary, you are extremely intriguing to us. To me in particular.” A man said as he came into view.
Cosima looked at him, instantly recognizing him. It was Henry Lawson, a leading bioengineer. She nearly asked why he was interested in her, but it didn’t take a genius to make the leap from bioengineer to the fact that she was a human clone. Perhaps not a perfect specimen of one given the defect in her genes that made her sick, but with that illness having been cured, she was the closest thing to a perfect human clone that seemed to exist.
“Whatever it is you’re doing, it’s not worth the trouble.” After all, she well knew the difficulties that went with human cloning. A lot of people in her dreams were dead because of it.
“Oh on the contrary, Miss Niehaus, it most certainly is.” With that, Henry left Cosima and went to go see the results of the scans for himself. Cosima paced in her cell, but the anxiety was getting the best of her. She’d taken to sitting down in the corner pinching the bridge of her nose and trying to stay calm when she heard noises. Looking up, she nearly started crying when she saw Jemma.
“Jemma! Oh thank god,” she said, her voice wavering. Cosima was trying to keep it together until she got out of the cage. But the instant she was out? She was going to lose it. She was definitely not okay with having been shoved in a cage like this.
Jemma was all too familiar with being in enclosed spaces and no way out. Which was why she was focused on getting her wife out and them to safety. She’d alert Natasha to the location and a rundown of what happened once they were in the air and removed from the situation. So of course she was working as fast as she could to get Cosima out. She was a bit banged up. She wasn’t a field agent, but she had enough training (and her determination not for others to die because of poor, defenseless Agent Simmons) that she could make do.
“Hey, it’s going to be okay, I’m going to get you out.”
And after a bit more finangling, the lock was undone and the door to the cage open to let Cosima get out.
Instantly, Cosima focused on Jemma to try and keep from freaking out too much. She noticed that Jemma was banged up, but she wasn’t going to draw too much attention to that fact at the moment. Jemma was still alive, so that was a good thing.
“Okay. They were going to experiment on me. They took blood from me, and they took scans.” Of course, Cosima hadn’t been conscious when they’d taken blood, but the bandage on her elbow was telltale of it. And she did feel a little weird, like they’d taken enough blood to make her feel light headed. “Jemma, Henry Lawson was here.”
Somewhere she heard an alarm going off. “Fuck, fuck,” she cursed as she glanced to the room behind Jemma, wondering if people were going to storm the room and take them both prisoner.
It really wasn’t the time for pointing out her own state of being. There was the whole...getting her wife out of the cage and to safety. Because she refused for this to be the way their story end. Though as Cosima told her what happened? Yeah. Jemma’s jaw clenched. It was one of the reasons they tried to keep things under wraps here, so that people like Hydrabus wouldn’t take those who Dreamt and experimented on them.
First things first, getting out and Cosima to safety (and something to help with having blood drawn). But then she mentioned that Henry Lawson was there and her stopped momentarily but the alarm going off broke her shock and looked over her shoulder.
“Bloody hell.”
At least the lock was unlocked so Cosima could get out, which once she did, Jemma handed her the Icer so she could shoot if necessary even if it wouldn’t do any lasting damage.
She wasn’t excited about this situation either. It reminded her of Dyad, though at least this time around she wasn’t getting exams done while she was asleep. Of course, that didn’t make it any better, but still. At least this time around Jemma had come to get her out before anything got too far.
Though like Jemma, this was not how she wanted their story to end. They’d just gotten married, and she actually wanted to have a life with Jemma. After everything both of them had suffered through, this wasn’t where it was going to end. Once the door was open, Cosima moved out, taking the icer Jemma handed her. She wasn’t all that experienced with guns, but she’d shoot anyone who came after them.
With her free hand, she took hold of Jemma’s hand, partially for the contact and partially for getting out of there faster. She’d follow Jemma out since she had no idea where she was going.
Jemma had gotten there as soon as she could and she would feel guilty later that she hadn’t noticed the agents who had kidnapped Cosima sooner. But right now she was more focused on getting them out. She would deal with the guilt later. After all, guilt was something she was all too familiar and comfortable with. She just knew how to compartmentalize so that it didn’t get in the way.
Nor did Jemma think that Cosima had much experience with a gun. One of the reasons she was given the Icer instead of an actual gun. Still, she was more than happy to keep ahold of Cosima’s hand. She was vaguely aware of the reversal of roles from the Dreams when Fitz had shown up and once they were running from Kasius. Refusing to leave one another’s sight because of how often they got separated. But it was more just that sense of familiarity than anything else.
Through the door and the halls, Jemma somehow managed to get them out with seemingly little trouble. Which given she’d had no time to prepare had to say something about the facility that she could know the basic layout thanks to her time undercover in the Dreams and her ‘missions’ with Natasha.
Cosima should possibly have been a bit more wary than she actually was considering her own experiences from her dreams. But she also wasn’t a fan of sitting there and letting herself get so paranoid that she couldn’t trust anyone either. She’d seen how that had gone where Shay was concerned, and basically anyone that wasn’t her sisters, Felix or Mrs. S.
She was also very glad that Jemma had given her an Icer instead of an actual handgun. She could live with shooting someone with the Icer. That is, if she actually hit anyone. Cosima was certain that she was a very poor shot when it came down to it.
Luckily Jemma was there to help her, and they actually got out pretty easily. And Cosima didn’t lose her glasses in the process, which made it easier. If she couldn’t see, Jemma’s job would’ve been that much harder. So it was getting out of there, and she didn’t dare look back. She had no idea where they even were in relation to where the Blackbird was.
“Where to now?” She asked, keeping a grip on herself. She wasn’t going to lose it until they were actually safe. She wasn’t okay by any stretch of the imagination, but she was holding her own in keeping the worst of her freak out to herself for the time being. It also helped that she was focused on getting to safety.
There was a fine balance in juggling what happened in the dreams and learning from them and letting the completely change how you were. Some people veered far too much to thinking their dreams were destiny and that was an issue they would have to deal with. So while there were some things that could be learned from that outside perspective, it was important not to let it consume you such as trusting no one.
Jemma would deal with all of this later. She was just relieved that they had gotten out without incident. She wasn’t looking to get killed as she’d heard the order about her and she wasn’t letting them take Cosima. Not again. So once they were out, she headed straight to the Blackbird.
“I’ll send Natasha to coordinates once we’re in the air. As for where to now? We can head to Prague or elsewhere or back home. Your choice.”
She wasn’t sure what Cosima wanted after that and wasn’t going to make any decisions on that. Her wife would get the final say - all that mattered to Jemma was that she was there and safe. They could figure out the rest once in the air.
Cosima didn’t want to think about what would’ve happened to her had Jemma not found her as quickly as she had. Because it wasn’t a question of whether or not Jemma would would find her. She most definitely would have. It was merely a question of how quickly she did so. And luckily for both of them, Jemma had gotten there quickly before anything more than blood draws and some scans could be done to her.
And triggering her claustrophobia, of course, but that she could ultimately deal with easier than if she’d been subjected to being a lab rat for any prolonged period of time.
“No, we’ll go to Prague. I’m not letting them ruin our honeymoon, damn it.” Cosima said. Even if she wasn’t quite in the mood to celebrate anything right then given her anxiety was sky high. But once they were safe, Cosima stepped close to Jemma and pulled her into a tight hug, pinching her eyes shut. She was trembling, a side effect from the phobia being triggered. And she may also be slightly anemic given a few vials of blood had been taken from her.
And that was all Jemma needed to know. Because honestly she would do whatever it was Cosima wanted. But she was a firm believer of not letting people like that win. They would be dealt with. So she just nodded.
“Then we’re going to Prague. I’ll let Natasha know about this place.” And Miranda that her father was in the States. She didn’t like this, not at all but she wasn’t going to let herself dwell on what could have been. No. She had gotten there in time and that was all that mattered. But for now it was just holding her wife until she calmed down. Once that was done, they’d take off and be far away from this place.