InsaneJournal

Jemmma screamed as she saw the man she loved so twisted and cold as he shot an innocent woman. Sobbed as she was dragged away. Fleeing from the atrocity that she had just seen. AIDA had destroyed everything. And, she would do whatever she could to destroy her. And, this world she'd created.

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Fitz's hands convulsed around her throat, squeezing the life from her. Hatred twisting his features in a way she ahd never seen before. The Fitz she knew, the Fitz she loved. He didn't have it in him to hate in that way. He hadn't even looked like that at Ward. And, she was well and truly terrified. And, she never thought she would or could feel afraid of her best friend. She felt her consciousness slip away...

Jemma sat up gasping for breath, as if she had really been being choked to death. She sobbed, as her nightmare came back to her. Her heart breaking in her chest as she remmembered what she had seen in the Framework. She loved Fitz so mmuch, and yet. The man AIDA had turned him into. It wasn't him. And yet, what she had seen. Experienced. It broke her heart everytime she thought of it. Even as she missed Fitz with every breath, part of her was scared of which version could arrive here. That Fitz. The Framework Fitz hated her, for killing his father. Even though she never meant that to happen. She knew he'd never listen. He hated her.

Jemma curled into herself, trying to keep her sobs quiet, so she wouldn't wake Sam up. And somehow, managed to cry herself back into a fitful sleep.